MyMusic- Satern 2 - Why do they keep doing that?

What are you doing audience?!
Staring at a very strange and wicked MyMusic related fan fiction?
Oh god no..
Pairings:
one sided- Metal/Intern 2
one sided- Hip Hop/Intern 2
one sided- Dubstep/Intern 2
one sided-  Indie/Intern 2
Satan/Intern 2
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Melvin was sitting at his desk in the MyMusic Company. It was a really calm day. Scene had the flu, so she wasn’t bugging him about meme’s and singing Nyan Cat all the time. Oh great.. Now he had that irritating song in his head. He made it go away by thinking about sexy flowcharts. Suddenly red and orange flames were coming out of the floor right before Melvin’s workspace. One second later none other than Satan walked through out of the flames. He had his wicked smile on his face. Melvin always noticed how the smile got wider when his eyes felt on him. “Heey, Melvin,” Satan said with a smile. Melvin always thought it was cute how you could see his pointed tears when he smiled. “Heey, Satan,” he answered,” How’s hell?” “Lonely.” Was the short answer. The smile faded a little. A loud bang was heard when Indie came bursting through the door of his office. The door banged on the wall. “WHERE IS IDOL?” he yelled. Satan walked away from Melvin’s desk and sat in the chair right behind the entrance. “She’s sick, Indie, she got the flu,” answered Melvin. “Okay great..” Indie said, walking up to Melvin. “Intern 2,” he said, his hand on his hip. “Get up.” Melvin quickly got up, not wanting to get in a mess with his boss. Indie’s hand found his way in the poor Intern’s shirt and yanked him against himself.  Suddenly Melvin felt the lips of Indie against his. As quick as the kiss came, it stopped. Melvin was flabbergasted. In the corner of his eye he could see Satan. The devil’s face red twisted in a very angry way. Indie disappeared in his office again. What was that all about?

It didn’t stop by that one kiss. Metal walked up to Melvin. “ Heey man,” he said. Melvin greeted him back. “What’s he doing here?”Metal asked pointed towards the devil, who was still sitting at the chair by the entrance. “I don’t know..” “Okay,” Metal smiled to Melvin,” You know were Scene keeps the microphone? It kind of disappeared..” Melvin got op from his chair. “I’ll help you search in the basement.” He smiled sweetly. “Good, very good,” Metal said. “Sorry?” Melvin asked, walking towards the door of the basement. “Nothing.” The demon shot him a angry look and stood up. He wasn’t letting anyone alone with his little Intern. As soon as Melvin was standing with his back turned towards Metal, while searching trough boxes, Metal give his ass a slap and a little squish. Melvin turned around. The shock clear on his face. “What was that fo-.” He was cut off because a pair of lips found his. Weird.. his lips taste like metal.. Suddenly the warmth disappeared. “OUCH! HEY WTF, MAN?!” Metal yelled. His shoulder was making a weird sound where none other than the devil himself was trying to rip it off. “ENOUGH.” Sounded a loud and booming voice. Melvin and Metal turned white. That was a really scary sound. “Please..” Melvin said,” Let him go..” Satan let go of Metal’s shoulder. His hand working against his mind. Metal made a run for the door. The door slammed shut. Melvin felt a pairt of hands shoving him towards the door. Satan pushed Metal aside and opend the door. With a rouge push Melvin was out of the basement. Satan got through the door and quickly shut it. “He’s not going out of there soon.”

It had been quite for a moment. Until Hip Hop came MyMusic Company in and walked straight up to Intern 2’s desk. “Yo, What’s up dog?” he said in his Hip Hop way. Melvin saw Satan’s face change. “I think I’m okay,” Melvin said carefully,” But I think it’s better if you leave me alone with my work.” Hip Hop shot him a look of confusion. “ Okay, but first,” Hip Hop yanked Melvin towards him and kissed him. Melvin wasn’t quick enough to end the kiss. Satan already made his way to the pair. Hip Hop let go of Melvin and grinned at him. The grin disappeared fast when Satan was setting fire to the building. A loud scream could be heard. A scream of utter despair and frustration. It was deafening. Everybody dropped their work and held their hands before their ears. They duck, scared to be shot or something. The scream ended and Melvin quickly looked at Satan. He was red over his entire body. Angry, no, furious. He tried to calm down. As soon as Melvin made a step towards him, flames shot up from beneath him. “WAIT!” Melvin yelled, too late. Satan was gone. Probably back to hell. Satan…

Everybody was busy with work again. There was always enough work. Melvin was still a little shaky from the incident. The flames which threatened to destroy the building disappeared along with Satan. Suddenly Melvin felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He quickly grabbed it and opened the incoming text. From Satan: Heey…are you scared of me now? Am I not allowed to be in the Company? Satan. Melvin quickly answered:  No, I’m not. And I don’t know. Why don’t you come and find out? I want to say sorry, for whatever I’ve done to you. I2 Melvin blushed and pressed send. Had he really just texted that? He got even redder. “Woop-woop- dub” Dubstep said. Intern 2 looked at him curiously.  He still didn’t understand what Dubstep always said. “Techno has the flu too?” he asked, thinking that was what he said, since Techno was not at his side to translate. Dubstep nodded and sat beside Melvin in Scene’s spot. “Girls..” Melvin said. Dubstep made a laughing sound. Melvin laughed because of the funny sound. Soon both young men were almost rolling over the floor laughing. Melvin calmed down, his stomach hurting from all the laughing. Dubstep looked at the little Intern. Melvin smiled at him. “Must be strange without Techno..” he said. Dubstep nodded sad. “Oh,” Melvin said quickly,” I didn’t mean to sadden you..” He smiled sympathetically. Dubstep smiled a little in return. In one way or another their heads slowly got closer. Melvin noticed Dubstep staring at his lips. He slicked. He couldn’t decline another kiss, if he did that he would hurt Dubstep, he couldn’t do that. Their lips met in a soft and calm way. The kiss lasted longer than Melvin wanted it to be. He closed his eyes and let Dubstep take control. He was actually a good kisser. He opened his eyes again and he froze.  
Satan was standing there. His eyes full of confusion, betrayal, but most of all..hurt. Tears made their way down the devil’s cheek. Melvin quickly jerked away from Dubstep. “Satan, wait..” It was too late. Satan already ran out of the front door.  Not listening, his hands for his face and crying like he had never done before.