Chapter 7- Bestfriends Burn Things

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Lydia sat on her bed, staring at the ceiling, her voice echoing in the quiet room. "I'm so boreeeddd!" she whined, the frustration evident in her tone. Beetlejuice, who was sprawled on the floor like a dog, grumbled in agreement, his eyes half-closed as if he too was feeling the weight of the boredom. The two shared a moment of silent understanding, trapped in a lull that seemed to stretch on endlessly.

"We need to do something, I can't just sit here all day. Oh, can I do your makeup?" Lydia asked curiously, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Beej reluctantly shook his head, a playful smirk forming on his lips. "No, scarecrow. Why don't we go burn stuff?" The idea seemed to ignite a spark in him, and he pounced up onto his feet, clapping his hands excitedly as if he were a kid on Christmas morning.

"Yes! Let's go! You're so cool," Lydia exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious. She stood up, her gaze drifting out the window, her mind racing with ideas. "Let's sneak out this way." With that, she pushed the window open, the cool night air rushing in, and began climbing down the tree like a seasoned adventurer.

Beej looked down at the ground, the height suddenly feeling daunting. The fear that (surprisingly) took over his body was intense, and he hesitated for a moment, his heart racing. The thought of falling made him shut his eyes tight, and in a flash, he teleported down, landing safely on the ground with a sigh of relief.

"Scared, huh?" Lydia teased, her voice light and playful as she glanced back at him, her laughter ringing in the air.

"No!" Beej crossed his arms, frowning dramatically, trying to maintain his tough demeanor despite the slight tremor in his hands.

"Kay. Now, let's go!" Lydia declared, her excitement palpable as she grabbed his arm and dragged him down the street. They moved quickly, the thrill of the night wrapping around them like a cloak, ready for whatever mischief awaited them outside. The world was theirs to explore, and nothing could hold them back now.
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The two gathered some items like sticks, trash from the road, and rocks, their excitement palpable as they prepared for their little adventure. The rocks were carefully arranged to encircle the trash and sticks, forming a makeshift barrier to prevent the fire from spreading uncontrollably. Lydia, with a determined glint in her eye, placed the sticks in the center of the circle and then piled the trash on top, ready to ignite their creation.

"Ready?" Beetlejuice asked, glancing at Lydia, who was practically bouncing with excitement.

The young goth nodded vigorously, her enthusiasm infectious. "Burn it. Burn it... burn it, burn it, burn it!" she chanted, her voice rising in a playful cheer as she egged on the chaotic fun they were about to unleash.

With a mischievous grin, the demon clicked his fingers together, summoning a spark of fire that danced to life in his grasp. He tossed the flame into the circle of rocks, and the moment it made contact, a brilliant blaze erupted.

Beej's eyes widened, lit up by the roaring flames that shot up into the night sky. "HOLY SHI—" he started, but Lydia's gasp cut him off, her face a mix of awe and excitement.

"Woah!" she exclaimed, her eyes reflecting the fiery glow as she took a step closer, captivated by the warmth and light.

Beetlejuice turned his attention to her, his own eyes mirroring the flames as he said, "Y'know, you're a pretty cool kid." His dirty teeth formed an awkward, crooked smile, a testament to his unique charm.

Lydia rolled her eyes playfully, crossing her arms but unable to hide her grin. "Thanks. You're not so bad yourself." She glanced at him with that cheeky smile, a silent acknowledgment of their bond.

In that moment, surrounded by the crackling fire, they shared a connection that was both strange and beautiful. They had a weird, messed up, rebellious sort of friendship, but it worked for them. He was a demon, she was a goth girl, and together, they were the best of friends, ready to take on the world with their chaotic spirit.

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