Nasty Bug Man (Beetlejuice X Reader)

Welcome Home

    The GPS in your car guided you to your new “temporary job”.  You were still trying to process the random decision of the nice couple you met just yesterday.  Not that you were complaining, you were thankful for the job. You were just a little skeptical, that’s all.  They had been rather kind to you, but they could be leading you into some kind of trap. And yet, here you were.  Driving to their home. As you drove down the road, you got some kind of deja vu. The closer you got to your destination, the more intense this feeling became.  You started getting vague memories of going down this road before. The road became smaller as you drove through a neighborhood that was painfully familiar.  

You turned the corner and the house you saw… it couldn’t be.  There was no way.

    “You have arrived at your destination.”

    Oh my God.  This house… This was the house of your old babysitters.  Adam and Barbara Maitland. You would stay with them when your parents were off on business trips.  Memories of you with the Maitlands came flooding back to you.  

Barbara would let you help her tend to her garden.  You felt so proud of yourself when she would let you dig a hole and put the seeds inside of it.  She would tell you how good of a job you did. Adam would always help you with your math homework.  You were NEVER good at the subject, but with Adam’s help, you managed to pass all your math classes from 1st to 5th grade.  The Maitlands and your parents were friends long before you were born. They were such a huge part of your life. They would come to every recital, every game, and every play you had ever been apart of.  Hell, Adam had even built a crib for you and your baby sister.  

You had moved away from this town before your 6th grade year, and recently came back to attend the local college.  You had planned to visit them, but upon hearing about their untimely death, you couldn’t bring yourself to go near that neighborhood.  And yeah, they died a year ago, but it still broke your heart to think someone who used to be so close to your heart could just suddenly die.

    You smiled sadly to yourself.  Taking a deep breath, you left the car and approached the door.  The porch steps still had that loud creak to them. You guessed Adam never got around to fixing it.  You fixed your top in an attempt to make yourself look presentable. You raised your hand, ready to knock on the door.

~Meanwhile~

    “Why do you have to leave?!  Can’t you just stay here?”

    Lydia placed yet another black dress in her suitcase as she spoke to the stripe-clad demon who floated just beside her bed.  The gothic teen had procrastinated telling Beetlejuice about leaving for a few weeks out of fear he wouldn’t take it too well.  And her guess was correct. Here he was, the big, bad bio-exorcist pouting like a child.  

    “Look,” she began as she zipped up her suitcase, “As much as I’d like to stay here, this vacation is for family bonding purposes.  It’s really important to Dad. If I summoned you and Dad or Delia saw, they’d kill me! It’s just five weeks. You’ll be fine.”

    “No I won’t!” Beetlejuice protested.  His hair began to turn purple out of sadness.  “You know I hate being left alone!”

    Lydia rolled her eyes.  “I know, but you won’t be alone.  Adam and Barbara are upstairs in the attic like always and Delia hired some house sitter.  So there’s 3 people who will be right here to entertain you.”

    Beetlejuice floated upside down and threw his head back in an exaggerated groan, “But Lydiaaaa!  As much as I like hanging out with Adam and Babs, they get mad if I overstay my welcome,” he crossed his arms.  “That, and they can be b o r i n g!! Shit, it’ll be TWICE as boring with some rando breather hanging around. They won’t even be able to see me!”  The demon tapped his stubble and moss covered chin in thought. A small mischievous smile crawled on his lips. “Unless I try scaring them-”