Scares for Sale
October was fast approaching and orders for animatronics were coming in. Bennett Amusements had their hands full.
Edgar never thought he'd type so much "Thank you for your Purchase" e-mails.
Most of the staff were out to lunch, leaving the Thermalli Naturelight to type those e-mails.
"Hmm, that model's very popular," he said before clicking send. "We can make that."
A voice came from the edge of the room. Edgar glanced at the list of orders, then at the voice. "And they left you to respond to e-mails?"
Edgar blushed. Sitting beside his chair was one of the warehouses three vacuums, Millicent. She was a Miele Blizzard canister vacuum.
"Well, when Lionel comes back, I don't want him to be stressed, so I've been..."
"Answering e-mails from our customers?" she laughed.
"Yes?" Edgar replied. Blushing made his dark paint job look weird, but he didn't mind.
Millicent set her head on the desk. "Ooh, this one bought a lot of doll-themed props."
Edgar typed a thank-you e-mail and hit send.
"And this one likes creepy clowns!" Edgar narrowed his eyes.
"And why do they want one in a fireman costume?" the lamp asked.
He quickly typed an e-mail before the first sign of humans.
Lionel Bennett sat in his chair. He checked his e-mail. "Well, back to work. Someone's got to let the shipping department know what to make and where to send it."
He glanced at Edgar. The desk lamp resembled a gnarled tree with a raven perched on a "branch". He glanced at Millicent as she was wheeled to the break room.