Have you ever heard the term the Devil’s Advocate? You know that little voice in your head, telling you to sneak out or start a fight, ignoring the consequences? Well, that’s me. I was sent by Lucifer himself to be right here, perched upon your shoulder.  This is a very important job, you know—Lucifer didn’t pick just anyone. He thought that I was special.  

Pre-job upgrade, I was Lucifer’s personal servant, also a very important job.  I was just a humble demon named Marve, at least until Lucifer called for me.  Upon hearing the details of my new job I was ecstatic; not just anyone gets such an important job as being the Devil’s Advocate.  This was somewhere around the start of humans, and here I am now, still working hard as ever. 
The angel: Of course with every demon there is bound to be an angel. Here is where we meet Grace.  Naturally she and I have been sworn enemies ever since I got the job.  Grace is the one who wants you to stay home and give peace a chance. I will never understand her views.  Of course my job is to constantly fight with her, but she’s gorgeous and I can’t help noticing, especially when she gets particularly fired up about something. 
Lucifer would fire me on the spot if he knew I had a soft spot for Heaven’s Advocate, but what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.  He never checks up on me, so I have every right to stare at Grace when she isn’t looking.  I even caught her staring back the other day when we were arguing for a girl.  Of course she looked like she would very much like to rip me limb from limb, but hey, everybody has to start somewhere. 
As Grace tried to convince some guy named Tom not to send a risky text, I encouraged him to click send.  I said how good it would be if the girl didn’t end up completely offended.  Grace shot back angrily that of course she would be offended.  I wasn’t really listening, I couldn’t stop looking at Grace.  She was the prettiest celestial being I had ever seen, and trust me, I’ve seen a lot.  Now is the best possible time after all these centuries to demon up and tell her how I felt. I’ll do it after the argument, I told myself. I know that all Grace really wants is my attention.
Once we finished the argument I followed Grace and flew after her.  Unfortunately, she won the argument and convinced the man to delete the text message but that didn’t really matter right now.  As she faded into glowing white light and flew away, I faded to red and followed her.  She was flying upwards, not my domain, but I continued anyway.  She landed on a cloud, taking more shape then before and smoothing her feathered wings. 
I flew below the cloud for a moment to ensure that once I took on solid form I would appear pleasing.  I straightened out my black uniform and red horns then checked to make sure that my tail was still nice and forked, all good.  I flew back up to be at the same level as Grace. 
Her form glimmered once I appeared; she must be excited to see me, I thought.  “Marve what’re you doing here? “ She spat. “Well Grace,” I purred as best I could, “I came to talk of course!” My forked tongue flicked out of my mouth more then usual, I was nervous. 
“Marve, when have we ever spoken outside of work? We’ve had this job for as long as there have been humans, why choose now?” she asked.
“Well, I figured it was about time, considering current developments.”
“Current developments?”
“Oh you know.”
“No Marve, I don’t know.”
“Don’t play coy, I’ve seen you watching me at work,” I said.
“What are you talking about?”
“You know the way you look at me during arguments more than is necessary.”
“If I ever look at you its in disgust.”
“Oh Grace, its so adorable how you try to hide your true feelings,” I answered.
“MY TRUE FEELINGS?” She screeched, her wings turning black with anger.
Maybe this was a bad time to express how I felt,. She didn’t appear happy, I’d try again later. 
The next person we vied for the agreement of was a teenage girl named Stacey.  Stacey wanted to sneak out of her house to go to a party with her friends. Without much of a fight I allowed Grace to convince Stacey to stay home.  Hopefully having won two arguments in a row, she would be in a better mood. 
Once again I followed Grace into the clouds, landing in front of her.
“Go away, Marve,” said Grace.
“Just give me a moment and hear me out.”
“No.” Her refusal to listen to me was becoming very annoying.  With a flick of my tail I caused a candle lit table and chairs to appear.
“Please sit.” Grace did not sit so I too remained standing.
“What is this?” She asked.
“You know after all these years I really felt that there was something good going on between us, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Absolutely not.”
“As I was saying, we’re perfect opposites destined to be together. Sit down please, we can enjoy a meal together and allow the relationship to grow.”
Before Grace could respond the words of Lucifer came roaring into my ears. “Marve! I am very disappointed in this complete violation of your work. You’re fired!”
“Well it appears I have just lost my job,” I said, “ All the more chance for our relationship to blossom.”  “Never, absolutely not,” said Grace.
Upon hearing this, a sudden force immediately dragged me back to the fiery pit.  Because I had directly gone against my job by attempting to have a relationship with Grace I was fired and there for dragged back into hell.  I had assumed that as soon as I returned I would be reinstated as Lucifer’s assistant, I was wrong.  My new job was incredibly lack luster, I was back to the bottom of the employment latter as a jail guard for the people that had been sent to hell.  I asked Lucifer if he would consider giving me my job back, his reaction was unpleasant to say the least.  He set me on fire then once that was extinguished I briefly spent time in the jail that I was supposedly guarding.  At least it wasn’t for very long though, only a few thousand years.  After that I returned to being a guard.  I miss my old job, being a guard basically gives you no street credibility and everyone feels the need to torture you.  I’m going to have to work hard but I have confidence that someday I will be able to return to my job as the Devil’s Advocate and finally win over Grace.