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The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

With the students and teachers gone for their fall trip, it had been nice and quiet in town. Which meant Derek was hardly even glaring at the DJ despite his insistence on playing more wolf themed music.

Because he didn't have to deal with certain people visiting him tonight.

Ah, life was grand for the point five seconds before he went back to brooding.

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Where you can drink.

"I was starting to think the island had been deserted," Jack whined when he got to the bar. "Hi there. Ginger ale?"

He would be 21 in nine weeks. He was very much looking forward to it.

"It's nice," Derek replied, pouring him the ginger ale.

"It's creepy," Jack rejoined. "I'd take off for New York and bother Emma, if I didn't have classes I couldn't miss this week."

"You have classes?"

Jack glanced over out of the corner of his eye, nodded slowly. "I was pre-law, before the bite," he explained. "Went back to it this term. Any luck and I'll be done by the time I'm 30."

Derek studied him for a moment longer before shrugging and pouring himself a glass of water. "You'd be a good lawyer."

"I think so," Jack said, not bothering to feign modesty. "But sadly they won't just let me skip the school and get on with it."

He dipped his head and sipped at the ginger ale. "Have you noticed anyone new this week?"

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Even if the town she had just entered wasn't half-deserted (perfect timing right?) Alice would've ended in a bar anyway. It had been too long.

"What's the strongest thing you've got?"

Priorities, Alice had them.

Derek glanced back at the selection behind the bar. "Alcohol."

It wasn't exactly his forte despite being a bartender. Well, that and he wasn't the most social person.

"Then just pick whatever and we'll see."

She was not going to get picky now that she could actually get something to drink without the constant danger of flesh eating creatures lurking everywhere.

Well, she did pick the bar owned by the vampire, so...

Derek put a bottle of whiskey on the bar in front of her, following it up with a shot glass. See, he was an amazing bartender.

A detail she would surely find incredibly amusing whenever it was that she found out.

Not waiting for the retort that was never going to come, Alice opened the bottle and poured the whiskey until the glass was full. One swift wrist movement and it was empty again.

Visibly relaxing on her seat, Alice sighed as she poured more in. "It's been a while."

"New in town I take it," he said with a sigh. Why did people want to talk to the bartender? Damn it all to werewolf hell.

For all intent and purposes she had said that to herself. But hey, the bartender being there for a quick chat was an established constant no matter where you went.

"Got here yesterday", informed Alice between shots. She did stop before pouring anther one to assess him for a moment. "I thought it would be...livelier."

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Pinkie . . . had not gone to Africa. She was going to go, but then she got distracted by fun Halloween party ideas on the internet, and the next thing she knew, three days had gone by and she'd missed the trip.

But that just meant she was here for her dear friend Derek!

"Hiya!" She cheered. "You almost look kind of not as grumpy-pants today! But only kind of."

DAMN IT, PINKIE PIE.

Derek glared at her because he was just as tormented and angry as ever. Really he was. "Didn't the school go on vacation?"

"Yep! To a place called 'Africa' where they have zebras and elephants and lions!" And then, as if to demonstrate, she roared. It was actually fairly impressive. For a pink pony with terminal amounts of cheer, anyway. "But I already know a zebra back home so I was all 'eh, whatever'."

There was that, it was true.

"Why would there be a zebra with ponies?" Derek, that was racist.

Now, now, it wasn't like Zecora was a terrible ethnic stereotype or anything.

Not like those buffalo.

"Why not?" Pinkie said with a shrug. "She's super helpful, and she tells the best Nightmare Night stories!" In rhyming couplets.

Oh, Friendship is Magic. You tried not at all.

"Never mind."

Really, everyone should just be glad nothing was happening here.

"We were afraid of her at first. I even wrote a song about it! Do you wanna hear it?"

Be afraid, Derek. Be very afraid.

Where there might be a vampire.

I didn't forget or anything. Nope.

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The Dance-floor/Lounge

The VIP Area

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