Maybe the End?

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   (Y/N) was beginning to become all wrinkly like Barbra and Adam.

   "What's happening to them?" Delia asked.

   "I don't know," Otho replies hastily looking through the book.

   "They're dying!" Lydia yells.

   "They're already dead. They can't feel a thing," Maxi says to Lydia.

   "That's not true! Look at them!"

   "That's enough," Charles says to Otho. "Can we stop this?"

   "It's too late, Charles. I'm sorry," Otho replies sadly. Lydia runs to the model where Beetlejuice is running around frantically, he is screaming.

   "Babes!" he yells.

   "Where are you? Help them, please!" Lydia says to Beetlejuice.

   "Sure, I can help them. Is (Y/N) with them?" Beetlejuice asks huryedly.

   "Yes," Lydia says.

   "Good, but you've got to help me."

   "What?"

   "I'm what you call an illegal alien. I want out for good. To do that, I've gotta get married, These aren't my rules. Come to think of it, I don't have any rules," Beetlejuice puts on a fake smile. He didn't want to marry Lydia. He and (Y/N) had a deal. "Come on. Think of it as a marriage of inconvenience. We both get something. I get out. You get the most eligible bachelor since Valentino. We're even."

   "Okay, just help them!"

   "Sure," he says adjusting his black and white stripped suit.

   "Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetleuice," Lydia says.

   "It's show time!" The model town comes apart and Beetlejuice comes out. "Attention Kmart shoppers!" The group of adults come into the room where Beetlejuice is making the rucus. He has a funny hat on that looks like a carosel and his arms are wind up like a hose. "I'm back. I feel real good about mself. You know what I mean? So- without further delay- welcome to Winter River! Museum of Natural Greed! A monument to the bored businessman," Beetlejuice unravels his arms. "Come a little closer. Step right up! Test our stength." The Deans who where previously standing in front of the strenth test are thrown into the roof, never to be seen again, probably. "Thank you, thank you. That," Beetlejuice says with a cigeret in his hand and ajusting his suit again, "Is why I wont do two shows a night, right babe," Beetlejuice looks to (Y/N). "I wont do them." He takes a drag of his cigeret. "Well, what have we got here tonight, kids? We've got the Maitlands. I think they've had enough excerise for tonight." The Maitlands colapse to the table (Y/N) still standing up. Beetlejuice walks over to her. "Hey, Babe your a real catch." (Y/N) falls into his arms.

   "Jerk," she says smiling at his antics. He sets her down as Otho tries to leave.

   "Not so fast, Roud Boy," Beetlejuice says jumping onto his back."We're gonna have some laughs.

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