I'm dead, aren't I? - fic, The Sandman/Watchmen

[bakaknight]

Title: I'm dead, aren't I?
Fandom: The Sandman/Watchmen
Rating: Uhhh... PG? -is guessing-
Wordcount: 525
Summary: A friend of a friend, but this is her job.
Disclaimer: I hold no ownership of any part of either Neil Gaiman's The Sandman, or Watchmen, in any way, shape, or form. This is just for the sheer fun of it.
Spoiler warnings: The end of the movie

Comments

[anactoria]

Aww, Dan. Break my heart, why don't you?

Very nicely done.

[bakaknight]

Dan's pretty darn upset himself.

Thank you kindly.

[isarn]

Like it a lot -Death's so IC, I think, and the way Rorschach loses his cool and resembles a small child in one point... well, it just made sense. Good job.

[bakaknight]

This response never made it into my inbox, so now is the first I've come across it.

Thank you kindly. Death is a surprising delight to write, and it's all too easy for her to announce that she wants something written at the absolute strangest of moments.