"This seems beneath me." The creature frowned under the hot lights.
"We both signed the contract, Phil. Getting cold feet?" I turned to my assistant. "Can we get some makeup for his horns?" My subject glared at me.
"Yes! That's exactly what I want. Smolder!"
"I am going to put you through such torments for this, mortal."
"Oh, don't be so dramatic. This is what you're good at, babe. Tempt the camera." I took a few test shots.
"This isn't the same at all. I'm Mephistopheles! This isn't the acquisition of souls, it's just..." He made a sour face. "Advertising."
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Everyday DrabblesShort Story
A drabble is a very short story one hundred words long. No more, no less. They are designed for maximum impact in the least amount of space. For 2019, I'll be posting a drabble every day.