While most people probably only consider Death a being of human existence, Death actually has many forms. In fact, every living thing on this planet has its own form of Death that shows up when their time is passed. And, unbeknownst to most, there is also a Cup of Death.
Cup of Death visits most cups when someone is done drinking from them and they serve no further purpose. When tossed aside and forgotten, Cup of Death swoops down to claim his prize.
Cup of Death HATES reusable cups and absolutely despises coffee mugs, as they are used almost daily and most humans are far too attached to theirs to ever get rid of them, even if they aren't used on a regular basis anymore. Cup of Death has several "World's Best Grandma" mugs that he's been waiting so long to deliver his sweet kiss to, but instead they hide on a shelf, or some even on a display rack, taunting him with each day that passes. They may be collecting dust, but they are still untouchable and Cup of Death often throws tantrums when he considers the irony of it all.
Cup of Death is currently particularly bothered by the legion of Cup Creatures surrounding him. Clearly they are finished being used as beverage vessels, and yet they live--crowding around him, somehow finding a higher purpose in life and barely escaping his grasp. Maybe some day he will have them, but for now he sits. And he waits.
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