Monster Flu: A Beetlejuice cartoon fanfiction

Paitent Beetlejuice

While beetlejuice slept, Lydia prepared a pot of his favorite soup, beetle soup of course! She placed a cool washcloth on his forehead to try and lower his fever. He whined in his sleep, and she lightly brushed his hair back as it was sticking to his face. His ragged breaths concerned her. She hoped he wouldn't be this sick for long and wouldn't worsen. Poor BJ. The ghost with the most stuck in bed with a terrible flu.

Beetlejuice woke up slowly as he heard Lydia come back into the room with a bowl of beetle soup. "Time for some soup, Beej." She said. "This will help you get better." He weakly smiled at her. "Thank you, Lydia." He answered in a quiet voice. She spoon fed him, as his fever made him too weak to really feed himself. He enjoyed the delicious beetle soup and drank some more apple juice. "Thanks for helping me, lyds. How do you know what to do?" Beetlejuice asked. "I had a bad flu once, and my parents took care of me. So I kind of learned what to do." She answered. For being 14 years old, Lydia was very sharp and caring for her age. "I just wish this would go away now." Beetlejuice whined. "I can't use my magic, I can't go bother the monster across the street and stupid poopsie, I can't even scare anyone." Lydia rolled her eyes. "Beetlejuice, you need to be patient. I guess you could say your a patient patient? Hehe." She laughed at her own attempt at one of Beetlejuice's puns. Beetlejuice let out a small giggle and a smile. "I'll try, lyds. But being sick really sucks."

Over the next few hours, beetlejuice did a lot of sleeping, took a lot of medicine, had his temperature taken many times, and was even read some books by Lydia. He was slowly starting to feel a little better.

Later that night, Lydia was supposed to be going home. "But lyds, what if I need you? What do I do?" Beetlejuice whined. Lydia thought about this. Her parents were away for a few days visiting friends and left Lydia on her own, so they wouldn't have to worry about her being gone. "Okay, Beetlejuice. I'll stay." She answered. She tucked him into his bed and read him one of her books, and he drifted off to sleep. She walked over to the couch and laid down, falling asleep herself.