"Hey, Melvin?" Satan asked. He and Melvin were walking in the park, enjoying the warm weather. "Yes?" Melvin turned his head towards Satan, he had been looking at the pretty flowers, the little butterflies and the people with happy faces. Nobody was paying attention to the Devil and the little blonde worker, walking hand in hand. "Do you want some ice-cream?" Satan asked, pointing at the ice-cream truck a few feet away. Melvin's eyes lit up like a small child who discovered that a square formed block fitted in a square formed gap. "Can we?" He asked, his eyes big and full of sparkles. Satan blushed, Melvin was just too cute. Sometimes he had the feeling he was dreaming, and he had to pinch himself to see if he woke up. He didn't. And he was very glad about it. "Yes, we can." Satan said, softly chuckling. He actually didn't like ice-cream. But if it made Melvin happy..oh well, he'd make that sacrifice. "All on me," he said as they neared the ice-cream truck. "Are you sure?" Melvin looked at him. "Of course!" Satan said," Now pick something." Melvin looked at all the flavors. "Hmm, banana, strawberry, bubblegum, vanilla.." Melvin's tongue stuck out because he was thinking so hard," I don't know.. Strawberry or Bubblegum?" He looked at Satan for help. Satan looked a bit irritated the other way. "..what?" "Which do I choose?" Melvin said," Strawberry or bubblegum?" "Why not take both?" Satan asked him, he didn't seem to care too much. "No. I couldn't do that." "Well, then you'll take Strawberry." Satan said. "Okidoki!" Melvin said, smiling happily. The man behind the ice-cream truck began to prepare Melvin's ice-cream. Once he was finished he gave the ice-cream to Melvin, who took it with a big grin on his face. "What will it be for you sir?" the ice-cream man asked Satan. "I'll take the, I dunno.. Bubblegum?" Satan really didn't care, he didn't like ice-cream. He paid the man and took his ice-cream to Melvin. The both of them were silently licking their ice-cream. The sun shining brightly on their heads, making the ice-cream melt fast. Satan used his powers to keep his ice-cream cool, so he didn't have to rush to eat it. He looked up at Melvin. To his shock he saw Melvin's shirt covered in what was once Melvin's strawberry ice-cream. Melvin started blankly back at him. They both looked down at Melvin's shirt and back at each other. Tears sprang in Melvin's eyes. Realization hitting him in the face. He began to sob softly. Satan looked at him with a apologizing look on his face. Suddenly a light bulb appeared above his head, indicating him having an idea. Without any hesitation, he handed his ice-cream to Melvin. Melvin looked up in surprise and hope. "Take it," Satan said seriously. "But-" Melvin wanted to protest. "Take it," Satan said and pushed his bubblegum ice-cream in Melvin's hands. "You're so sweet," Melvin said and quickly began licking his ice-cream, smiling sweetly at Satan. "Nah," Satan said and shrugged, at least this was a convenient time to dispose of said ice-cream. Plus, he loved his little intern, and he deserved the best. Even if that meant sacrificing his ice-cream, which he hated with his life, for the love of his life.