Segregated
Title: Segregated
Prompt: Denial of Service
Timeline: a happier BtVS S6. Well, one in which Hell's Bells went differently, anyway.
Disclaimer: still not mine, alas.
"Hey!" the brawny bartender demon waved his rag.
Anya stopped one step down into the tavern. "Huh?" She kept a grip on Xander's hand.
"Your human. You'll have to leave him outside. We don't serve his kind here."
Anya drew breath to protest. The band in the corner tootled merrily, but every demon in the place watched from the corners of their eyes.
"No problem, honey," Xander smiled nervously. "I'll just make like a droid and wait in the car."
"Don't be silly," Anya retorted. "This is a mixed marriage, Xander. We have to learn to deal with these things."
Prompt: Denial of Service
Timeline: a happier BtVS S6. Well, one in which Hell's Bells went differently, anyway.
Disclaimer: still not mine, alas.
"Hey!" the brawny bartender demon waved his rag.
Anya stopped one step down into the tavern. "Huh?" She kept a grip on Xander's hand.
"Your human. You'll have to leave him outside. We don't serve his kind here."
Anya drew breath to protest. The band in the corner tootled merrily, but every demon in the place watched from the corners of their eyes.
"No problem, honey," Xander smiled nervously. "I'll just make like a droid and wait in the car."
"Don't be silly," Anya retorted. "This is a mixed marriage, Xander. We have to learn to deal with these things."