Marlene

*Content warning - sexually explicit references.

"This one's a dud," Marlene shouted across the conveyor belt to Roger, as she tossed the hot pink vibrator in the bin behind her. "Another one bites the dust."

Roger, begging in his mind for Marlene to stop talking, even for one single second, did not respond. He sighed heavily.

"I wonder what they do with the busted ones?" Marlene picked up a purple octopus tentacle and flicked the on switch. The tentacle jumped to life, waving about frantically. Marlene switched it off and put it back on the belt to continue it's journey. "Like, do they re-purpose them? Or do they just end up in the trash?"

Still no response from Roger. He was trying his absolute best to ignore Marlene, but she wasn't making it easy.

Marlene picked up a royal blue phallus with a vibrating clitoral tickler. She switched it on, examining the tickler closely. Satisfied, she placed it back on the conveyor belt. 

"Hey Roge, have you heard anything about a little girl down here?" She looked up at Roger, who was still avoiding eye contact. "Apparently, they've been trying to catch her but no one has been able to get their hands on her." She shook her head as she continued grabbing various phallic objects. "I knew when they appointed Abaddon as the new 'Second in Command' that he was not the man for the job. He can't even track down a small human child."

At this, Roger stopped and looked up at Marlene. Roger had been in the running for that job himself, so naturally, he was not Abaddon's biggest fan either. He opened his mouth to speak, but thought better of it, and went back to his quality control duties. Marlene wasn't the one he should be talking to about this, anything he said to her would be regurgitated to anyone who would listen.

Marlene wanted so badly to be one of the Gossip Gals, but Veronica had denied her application on multiple occasions. She kept referencing how Marlene just wanting to hear herself speak, and wouldn't let anyone else get a word in, or something like that. Marlene hadn't really been listening.

"I really think we should call an election and see how the other demons feel about Abaddon. Maybe we're not the only ones with doubts about his ability to perform in such an important role."

She grabbed a 12" silicone dildo off the line. Reaching over the belt, she stuck the suction cup to Roger's forehead. She chuckled to herself as it dangled in front of his eyes. Roger, not amused by her antics, pulled it off and placed it back on the belt, leaving a large red suction ring on his forehead.

"Fuck off, Marlene." He pictured what it would feel like to shove that 12" phallus down her throat until she choked. And not in a fun way.

"Oh, come on, Roge. Lighten up! We both know you're a dick-head, I was just trying to make you look the part." She smirked at her own joke, finding herself particularly hilarious today. 

"Hey, I'm gonna head out to the Lake of Fire for a smoke break. Wanna join me?" She pulled two cigarettes from her pocket, offering one to Roger. He shook his head.

"Fine, suit yourself. I'll be back in ten." She turned and walked away, leaving Roger alone on the QC line. Roger wondered briefly if the rumors about a monster in the Lake of Fire were really true, and he began to fantasize about that monster pulling Marlene in, her body melting in the fiery lava, her screams turning to bubbles as she's pulled beneath the surface. He smiled at the thought of her demise.

Roger took a deep breath and sighed, relishing in the peace and quiet. Unfortunately for him, it would only last a second. From the other side of the room, he heard a blood-curdling scream. He quickly hit the big red "Emergency Stop" button to halt the line, and ran in the direction of the scream.

Marlene was laying on the floor in the fetal position, hugging her knees and muttering "It touched me, it touched me, it touched me." Roger attempted to grab her hands to help her up, but she immediately became frantic, shouting "NO TOUCHING!" at anyone who came near.

"Hey, it's me, it's Roger. What happened?" He tried to calm her. Then he saw it. Just behind her, a flash of pink and white, Something over there was moving fast. He got up, looking around carefully.

"Kitty!" said a small voice. Roger spun around, locking eyes with a small child. She was standing on the QC line, a giant vibrating tentacle in her hand. 

"What the fuck is happening" Roger muttered to himself as he slowly began walking toward the girl.

"Kitty?" She launched the tentacle over his head, it bounced and landed on the floor several feet behind him. He bent down and picked it up, turning off the writhing tentacle vibrations. Glancing up at the belt again, but she was gone.

"Okay, I'm starting to see your point." He grumbled to Marlene as he grabbed the receiver hanging on the wall by the door. 

"Abaddon? Roger. If you're still looking for the human child, she was just here. Maybe get off your ass and do something about it." Roger slammed the receiver down, shaking his head. How could Abaddon have allowed this to happen? If Roger had been in charge, this girl would have been caught hours ago.

"Come on, Marlene," he said, helping her to her feet. "I think I'll take that smoke break after all."