Don't worry, I'm still writing 'The Prize' but this little idea came into my head and refused to leave! It's just a one-shot but hopefully you'll like it :)
Unearthly hours
Returning to the manor, the three Halliwell sisters stumbled inside, another demon vanquished. Glancing at the clock, the oldest noticed the time and groaned. It was 3 am and she had to be up in a few hours for a meeting at P3. Dropping her jacket by the door, she joined her sisters as they headed upstairs.
Climbing into bed, she felt like she had barely closed her eyes when the buzzing of her alarm sounded in her sleep fogged mind. Walking downstairs, her eyelids heavy, she was shocked to find a demon standing in the kitchen.
"Demon!""Witch!" they both shouted at the same time, jumping back."What do you want demon!" she shouted; prepared for any answer except the one she received.
"I just came for some coffee." he replied, seeming to shrink a little as he backed away.
"Who are you!"
"I'm...I'm, oh this is so embarrassing, " he faltered, knowing he was in big trouble as two more witches came rushing in."Why is there a demon in our kitchen!" Phoebe demanded. "It's 7 am, why is he here!"
"Chill out witch. I don't want to be here anymore then you do." he replied, trying to find a way out of this.
"You know, for a demon, he doesn't look to threatening." Paige told her sisters, dragging out a chair to sit down on, wanting nothing more then to go back to bed.
"So why are you here demon." Piper asked, joining her, yet still ready to throw him if need be.
"Please don't vanquish me," he said, backing into the corner."Why not? You're a demon, its what we do." Phoebe said, setting three coffee cups on the table.
"I'm not that bad a demon, I mean I have never killed anyone."
"And we should believe you because...?""Please don't make me tell you, you'll just laugh."
"Tell us and maybe we will let you go." Piper told him, her curiosity piqued by this unusual demon. For some reason, she really didn't feel to threatened by him, just annoyed.
"Okay, okay, my name is Am."
"Am? What kind of name is that?" Phoebe asked, picking her hear up from the table.
"Paige?" Piper questioned, looking at her baby sister. Nodding her head, the youngest Halliwell headed to check the BOS.
A few minutes later, she came back down the stairs, glaring at the demon as she walked into the kitchen. "I really hate you!" she said, pointing a finger at him.
"What did you find out?" Piper asked as she and Phoebe both sat up, concerned by the tone of her voice.
"He...he's the worst!" she exclaimed.
"How do we vanquish him?" Phoebe asked, as Piper froze him."We can't, there is no way to get rid of this particular type of demon."
"So what are we supposed to do? We can't just leave him in our kitchen."
"He should leave soon by himself." Paige replied, still glaring daggers at the frozen demon. Even as she said this, his figure started to blur, fading away to nothing.
"Okay, what the hell was that?" Piper asked, turning to her little sister.
"He said his name was Am, but we know him by a different name."
"WHAT!" the oldest two shouted together.
"A.M. the time of day when all sane people are still sleeping."
Hehe, something stupid I wrote very fast. It made me laugh so I thought it might do the same for you! It's just how I feel in the morning, like there's a demon in MY kitchen, making me get up too early!