Satan tapped three times with his rod. Flames licked at his ankles and slowly crept higher. The flames took him and teleported to the place he really liked to go. MyMusicCompany. And the reason he liked coming there, was sitting behind the desk, typing away on his computer. He smiled. His little intern. Melvin was too busy working to notice the arrival of the Devil. So the Devil decided to do things to get his little Melvin's attention. He snuck up to the desk and suddenly slammed his hands on the counter. Melvin looked up in pure shock. "Was it necessary to do that?" He asked. Scene was hiding under the desk, shaking like a leave. "Yes, it was." He grinned. "I like it when you look scared." Melvin mumbled something and went back to work. Furiously typing on the keyboard of the PC on the desk. "Soooooooooo," Satan said," What are you doing?" Melvin shot him a glare and continued working. Satan huffed. His Melvin was so boring when he was working. Scene was crawling back into her chair so she could continue work. Satan poofed behind Melvin and softly whispered in his ear: "I like to see you working hard, on other things..with your mouth." Melvin flushed pure red, but held his posture, still typing. Satan hung over him, trying to look at the screen. Melvin ignored it at first, but when Satan was practically right in his face and he couldn't see the screen anymore, he had enough. "What do you want?" he snapped irritated. "You." Satan said. He leaned forward and stole a kiss. He tapped three times with his rod and disappeared in the flames, back to Hell. He could still hear Melvin yell: "SATAN!"