open_on_sunday prompt, Ghost(s)

[lady_windermere]

It was Halloween. Darla, Angelus, Drusilla and Spike slept, having ate well the night before, knowing they would be having a holiday. Drusilla stirred with the dying day, the moonlight casting shadows in the room she shared with Spike. She heard the voices of the dead. Ghostlike whispers from the walls, they told her tales of their final passing. As Drusilla rose to listen to the ghosts tales, Spike awoke. He watched her move towards the door.

“Do you hear them? Such delicious torment. The trapped spirits unable to move on.”

Spike watched her.

“Seems ghosts don’t take Halloween off.”

Comments

[bakatulip.livejournal.com]

So the undead take Halloween off, but the dead don't. Love this, tying it in with the origins of the holiday and the awesomeness of Dru. you always write her well.

[http://users.livejournal.com/woman_of_/]

Thank You, yes Dru just wanted to get involved in this prompt, and the rest fell into place :-)

[zoesmith.livejournal.com]

Oh, that was really lovely. Including both ghosts and Halloween. It's very fitting.
And you know how much I love your Dru voice! :)

*smooches*

[http://users.livejournal.com/woman_of_/]

You always make me feel good, *smoochies*. Dru just had to get in on this prompt. She demanded it.