Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!

Chapter 2

Beetlejuice woke up sometime during the early morning. His stomach turned, his head ached, and he stretched and groaned and cursed himself. How many times had he told himself he didn't want to wake up feeling this way? Made the day so much harder.

Then he realized he wasn't in his own bed. Slowly, the memories came back to him. Lydia calling to him. He had been dreaming of something. What was it? He couldn't remember. He did remember calling back to her though and reaching for her hand. Then what?

He looked around, pushing the blanket off him as he sat up. His stomach turned as he did so, and he closed his eyes, trying not to vomit. He wouldn't want to do that on Lydias bed. He was in Lydias bed. Where was Lydia?

He slowly stood, making sure to be careful with his stomach. His head spun and running to the bathroom that was attached to the room, he let out a stomach full of brownish green goo inside her toilet. He heaved a bit and tried catching his breath as he hugged the toilet, then he felt better.

Standing he turned and faced the shower. Something rang in his head. Something familiar but he couldn't place it. Something Lydia had told him as he was passing out. What was it?

He couldn't remember, and he left the bathroom.

Something else tugged at him. Some unfinished business. What was it? As he looked around the room, he saw a camera on the floor. Then it came back to him, and he smiled. Heading out the door, he crept silently through the hall, over to the guest bedroom. There Lydia slept, but she tossed and turned. Beetlejuice felt uneasy. Walking into the room he pulled her cover up over her shoulder and placed his hand down on her arm. After a moment, she went still and her breathing shallowed. Beetlejuice smiled at himself.

The sky was turning a shade of purple when Beetlejuice left the house, walking to Lydia's car and with a tap of his finger, the trunk threw itself open, and inside, was the man, tied head to toe in rope, his mouth taped shut. He began to stir and when he opened his eyes, he tried to let out a scream.

"Boy, you picked the wrong girl to fuck with." Taking some chalk from his coat pocket, he drew a square into the pavement and knocked three times. The door opened into a sandy dry moon, and Beetlejuice could just make out a sandworm approaching. Smiling, he picked the man up and with a "Bye fuckstick." He dropped him into the hole. As he fell, a sandworm came up and opened its mouth to swallow him, but before Beetlejuice could see it, the door slammed shut.

Damn.

When Lydia woke a few hours later, she stretched and rubbed her eyes, throwing her legs off the bed and walking over to her bathroom. Some faint music was playing, and it took her a moment to register. Then she realized she wasn't in her bedroom, but the guest room. Suddenly the night's events rushed back to her and her heart thumped rapidly. Slowly, she made her way out of the room, looking down the hall to her bedroom, wondering if he was still there.

She could smell food in the air, and she made her way downstairs. In the kitchen she was surprised to see Beetlejuice, dancing around kitchen, a pan in one hand and a spatula in the other. He had music playing, singing along, and flipping a huge pancake. On the counter was a stack of more pancakes, some looking good, and others rather burnt. Another plate held a stack of bacon, enough for a dozen people and she wondered where he got so much. And on the floor were several chicken walking around and laying eggs.

Spinning, Beetlejuice realized Lydia was standing there and he smiled. "Hey Honey! Got you breakfast going." He flipped the pancakes in the air, and it landed onto a plate. Then putting the pan and spatula down, he slid over to Lydia, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her into a twirl, and began to spin her around the room. Lydia was taken aback, still tired, and in shock from the night before. She looked at him unsure for a moment, and a bit awkward, before he twirled her and dipped her down. He picked her up in his arms and spun her around.