||Chapter Ten|| Cuddle Bug

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Betelgeuse had finished off the last of the vape pens that he had found and threw it into the small pile of other vape pens before leaning back on the master bed again. Those vape pens were calling to him and he hoped that whoever they might've belonged to wouldn't mind him using them. He hadn't intended on using them all but he had seen them just sitting there on a dresser drawer and only meant to use just one then leave before he was caught. What had actually happened was different.

He tried to hide somewhere else but he was running out of time. The familiar voices of the Deetzes were heard down the hall, Charles and Delia telling Lydia goodnight then heard their footsteps come in the direction of the room he was in as Lydia's footsteps were heard in the distance clambering up the attic stairs.

He heard the door to the room open (since when had he closed it?) and a soft gasp from Delia as she stared at him, down at the vape pens, then back at him, an annoyed look appearing on her face as she walked over towards the bed and sat down on it next to Betelgeuse.

"Beej, did you use all those vape pens?" she asked, crossing her arms and glaring at him.

A nod.

Delia groaned. "Betelgeuse, those were my vape pens that I use only when I have a panic attack or if I feel the need. You can't just touch peoples' private things they leave around the house. They weren't yours."

"Look, Debra-."

"Delia," she corrected him.

"Look, Delilah, I saw them and felt the need to use one. Just... one. I didn't mean to use the whole bunch of them, I swear."

Delia looked at Charles, who had a similar look to her on his face, then back up towards Betelgeuse, who was now floating in midair and looking apologetically, with his hair now a shade of blue, down at her.

"Out!" demanded Charles, pointing towards the door.

Betelgeuse didn't budge, so he tried again. When the demon didn't exit the room that time around, instead just teleporting onto the floor and staring sheepishly at the Deetzes, Delia resorted to pushing him out the room. Charles appeared next to her in the doorway and scowled at the demon.

"Betelgeuse, I would appreciate it if you never came into this room again," he said, a serious tone in his voice.

All Betelgeuse did was teleport away, the Deetz couple going back into their room and closing the door.

Betelgeuse grumbled. Why did the Deetz couple have to kick him out of their room? Not even he himself was sure. He teleported up to the attic at around eleven that same night, startling and scaring the Maitlands as they talked about things the demon knew he shouldn't have heard. But he still knew this conversation was about him based on how hushed they'd become when they looked over and noticed him just floating there and staring nervously at them. That prompted the two ghosts to stop their conversation and Betelgeuse floated over towards them, sitting himself down on the couch in between Adam and Barbara and resting his arms around their shoulders.

"Sexy, Babs? You talkin' 'bout me?" he asked, winking then raising an eyebrow.

"Yes actually," replied Adam, peering around Betelgeuse to glance at Barbara then returning his attention to the demon. "I don't know if you knew this, but your presence in this house has certainly made the place a bit more livelier. You may have done some bad things the first week we met but you haven't done any bad things since you showed up at the house earlier today and I have to say, we're all surprised. You've changed quite a lot since the first time we met."

"So, what brings you to the attic, bud?" asked Adam, offering Betelgeuse a smile.

"Chuck and Debra kicked me out of their room after they entered to find me laying on their bed and using all those unused vape pens. Debra was exceptionally mad at me because now she has to get new vape pens," explained Betelgeuse, looking down towards the ground. Inside, the demon was all like, "he called me bud". On the outside, it was more evident that he was hiding the fact he was blushing from the Maitlands despite his hair turning a shade of pink, which the Maitlands just happened to notice.

"Why'd you decide to use Delia's vape pens without her knowing?" asked Barbara, a tad bit curious but confused. "I'm pretty sure there's a reason she left them lying about."

"I just saw them sitting there unused and untouched. Thought I'd use one then I ended up using the whole lot of them. I didn't hear the end of it when Delilah started ranting about it. It felt like it lasted for two hours then they kicked me out, said I wasn't allowed any near or in their room again after what happened," lamented Betelgeuse out of sadness, looking down towards the attic floor.

"Oh... you poor thing," said Barbara. She and Adam both reached over and wrapped their arms around the saddened demon. Betelgeuse's hair went from blue to pink again as he relaxed in the Maitlands' hold. Since when did his hair turn blue? "We'll talk with Delia in the morning. See why she left all those vape pens out. 'Kay?"

Betelgeuse's response was, "Kay."

"Do you want to spend some time with us? We could stay up all night long and talk. We're dead, it's not like we need any sleep anyway," suggested Adam.

Betelgeuse glanced at Adam, looking a little nervous, then looked back down towards the attic floor. "That sounds... okay, I guess."

The Maitlands could tell that he was uncertain, glancing at one another then moving to curl up against the demon and making him confused. Eventually, he became used to having the Maitlands curled up against him. It made him feel calmer, it was a feeling he knew he had never experienced before, as his hair turned a pastel yellow and pink as he relaxed again and rested his arms around the Maitlands as they fell asleep.

Not even he intended to drift off as well.

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