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open_on_sunday prompt, Bar.

The team strode into Caritas. Various demons sat at he tables, some with human’s by their side. Angel shuddered. How could humans be so naïve. The sounds of off-key singing from the stage as an unidentified demon sang “Wind Beneath Your Wings”. The Host watched intensely, as Angel sat beside him.

“Oh my word, you are looking intense Angel-cakes.”

“What can you tell me about this demon?” Angel pulled out a picture of a green skinned demon, with razor like teeth.

“Well, sang “We are the Champions”.

“So you read him?”

“Only future he has coming is a large hangover.”

open_on_sunday prompt, Bar #2

There were internal bars in Angel’s body. They held his demon inside, while he was left to feed on rats. He could no longer hunt, had not tasted human blood in a decade. Even the bottled stuff was off limits to him. He had no purpose, direction or self-respect. Dirty, ragged and aimless, Whistler found him. Told him he had a future. That he was needed, he could help to maintain the balance between Good and Evil.

Angel looked at him, it had been a while since anyone had paid any attention to him, that he was willing to listen.

open_on_sunday prompt, Bar #3

Had to get Spike and Dru in! Final one.

Drusilla pouted at Spike. She moved towards him, her eyes flashing anger.

“The stars have talked to me, my darling Spike. They tell me about humans who dwell underground, human technology. That they will imprison you with wires and metal. No longer will we hunt together.”

Spike took Dru into his arms, he smiled at her. “Nothing and no-one would ever take me away from you, my wicked dark plum.”

Drusilla looked up at Spike, she touched his scar with her fingers. “The stars never lie, the nasty woman, with her nasty boys, will place modern bars in your head.