I wrote this, then after I placed this for this series wrote a few more so you might see more of this story here

It was company in the save screen.

Yet Geno could never take them serious, Geno believed Reaper was Death. As he'd been stuck between life and death... for a very long time, and certain things he'd been able to sense different then before.

The flirting he could do without.

He just couldn't see them working.

No... what he couldn't take serious, was Reaper itself.

Reaper was extremely short and tiny, and by tiny he meant the size of a Doll.

"Just one date," Reaper said flirting, after he said a few death puns.

"Sorry, not interested," Geno told him.

"Is it the Death puns?" Reaper asked, Geno stared at the little Death and rolled with it.

"Its the puns," Geno replied.

"Friends then? Your one of the few I can touch," Reaper asked hopefully.

"Sure," Geno replied.

"Sweet," Reaper said jumping up and started flying about on tiny bird wings.