The Beetle Bride (ON HOLD)

Chapter Five; Don't You Feel Like Crying?

** Authors Note **
Tim Burton, whilst pitching the role of Beetlejuice to Michael Keaton, stated that Beetlejuice exits in all times and spaces. A reference to this is made by the four watches the character wears on his wrist. The sandworms featured in the film inhabit Saturn, which is also a nod to the possibility of traveling through different dimensions and/or galaxies. Beetlejuice himself shares his name with the star, which makes up Orion's Belt, along with several other stars, including one called Bellatrix. Without delving in too in-depth, in this chapter I paid homage to all the above by exploring Beetlejuice's abilities to exist on other planes, which also sets the stage for his back story. Who or indeed what is he?
Also this chapter features two pieces of music, neither of which I own the rights to (as nor do I own any of the characters in this story) the title is named after one of the songs, and the link is available above for anyone who is interested in listening.
Also, I'm going to apologise in advance for any of Beetlejuice's dialogue which may cause offence. It isn't intentional, I'm just trying to remain true to his personality xD

One last thing, big shout out to Starnyler15 for leaving such a wonderful review, along with JennyFrancis985 for voting on my chapters. Thank you so much, you guys rawk!

Now without further ado, I hope you enjoy....and please, be gentle. I'm stepping into uncharted territory here....

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Blinded by the dazzling blue light, Beetlejuice cursed under his breath and used his 'juice' to conjure a pair of black, close fitting, wraparound sunglasses in order to shield his vision from the celestial, ultraviolet rays that poured in through the oversized windows of the long, winding corridor.
Striding purposefully towards the door, his heavily booted footsteps bounced off the blank walls, shattering the peaceful silence, attracting several disapproving looks.
"Okay, so who's balls have i gotta fondle to get a bit of helpful information around here, huh?"
He growled at no one in particular.
Approaching the double fronted doors of the Atlas offices, he ignored the group of humanoid creatures that scurried passed him. The fear visible in their crystal blue eyes. To this quiet, peaceful race he was an anomaly, with his wild hair, deathly face and attention grabbing striped suit. They on the other hand, all looked the same with their flawless white skin and long white hair, dressed in their floor length blue, tunic frocks. They flowed by, moving in unison like clones on an unseen current, merging into an ocean of identical faces.

"Fuckin' Pleiadians."
He muttered, as he crashed through the doors unceremoniously,
"Can't tell who are the chicks and who's got dicks."

His brash entrance startled a nearby office worker. The figure, who's gender appeared to be neutral, rose anxiously from the chair, apparently eager to offer help despite being obviously intimidated.
"May I be of any assistance, sir?"

Dragging on his cigarette, Beetlejuice leaned forward to read the clerk's name tag, which resulted in the androgynous being leaning away nervously.
"I highly doubt it, uh...how d'ya pronounce that?...Wait scratch that, I ain't got time for chit-chat bub, I'm lookin' for Bella. Please, please for the love of God, whichever one take your pick, tell me she still works here? Otherwise I've wasted my precious time and upset a shitload of pen pushers upstairs for 'nuthin."

"Indeed you have."
Came an almost sing-song, distinctly female voice from behind him,
"They've already been on the phone, threatening to call security."

Ensuring his trademark impish grin was firmly in place, he whirled around, throwing his arms open wide.
"Bella! Ain't you a sight for sore eyes. How the hell have ya been?Get over here.."
Enveloping the dark blonde, petite woman in his arms, he scooped her up with ease and swung her around, causing her to squeal with delight.