Nice tu quoque you got there . <| sep |> Talk to the school financial aid department about appealing , they should have a process . <| sep |> The fact that black cops can even tolerate this really speaks volumes . <| sep |> SORRY LADS ITS JUS BEEN A LONG WEEK <| sep |> Death sighed as he stared at the scroll in his hands . His new apprentice Steve screwed up the contract again . Apparently when Death had ordered him to go out and reap Mrs . Donner he wasn ' t clear enough . Steve ! ! bellowed Death Get in here Steve shadowwalked into the throne room and knelt down infront of his new boss . Death was captivating , his skeletal body was made up of the whitest ivory . His bones were contrasted by a shroud made out of darkness itself . The shroud swirled and writhed , sometimes displaying a very faint glint of stars like that of the milky way and at other times souls and faces of the demented would press up against the fabric like they wanted to escape . Steve . do tell me what happened at the Donner ' s residence today . Well you see boss . err . Death , I went to the Donner ' s farm to reap Mrs . Donner ' s soul like you ordered but when I got there I smelled something awfully delicious . Mrs . Donner is a baker and man does she know how to bake . You have to try Mrs . Donner ' s pies ! She bakes the best blueberry pies in the world . Steve . I sent you to reap a soul and you ended up eating pie . from the victim nonetheless . But . but . her pies . said Steve sheepishly Death put his palm to his forehead and did the equivalent to closing his eyes by putting out the two burning embers in his eye socket and sighed . You do realize the she signed a contract with me 20 years ago for the ability to bake the best pastries in exchange for her soul . She got what she wanted and now it ' s time to cash in on her soul Can we atleast place a catering order before I . No ! Snapped Death This isn ' t a game Steve , you have to do exactly as the contract says , otherwise it will be void and she will be able to get away without consequences . Alright boss , I ' ll get it done Steve melted into a puddle of shadow and disappeared . Out of all the people it had to be him . ughh oh well . Once he finishes his apprenticeship I will be able to take as much time off as I want . Death looked up as his train of thought was broken by Steve reentering the room . I did it boss said Steve smiling . Steve . what ' s under your shroud ? I don ' t know what you are talking about boss Steve lied as he tried to hide the bulge under his shroud . Is that a pastry basket ? ! Asked Death Yeah ! You want an apple crumble ? ? Replied Steve excitedly Death stared at him in complete silenceYou got any blueberry muffins in that basket ? Steve ' s eye sockets lit up with a bright flame as he floated over to his boss with the basket of goodies in hand . They are to die for !