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Beetlejuice looked up at Ash, and nodded softly to their question. He stood when the portal was opened. Beetlejuice felt dread creeping up on him. She would know they were coming. Would she be waiting for them?
He was starting to shake as the others went through. Finally, he followed behind them.
The Netherworld looked the same as the day he left. It's nauseating colors and meandering design were all too familiar. BJ stuck close to Lydia as they walked up a floating pathway of stone, what looked like an infinite drop on either side of them.
"Huh. So this is what we have to look forward to when we die?" Iggy looked up at Ash. "Cool."
What happened next was decisively not cool. They suddenly disappeared and reappeared in a small, crowded waiting room. A woman sat at a secretary desk behind a window in front of them. Her skin was green, and she wore a sash that read "Miss Argentina." The woman raised her eyes boredly, then sat straight up.
"Lawrence?!"
Beetlejuice gave her a meek wave.
"What happened to you? What are you doing here? Ash?! Why are- are those living people?!" Tina looked between all of them for answers.
He was starting to shake as the others went through. Finally, he followed behind them.
The Netherworld looked the same as the day he left. It's nauseating colors and meandering design were all too familiar. BJ stuck close to Lydia as they walked up a floating pathway of stone, what looked like an infinite drop on either side of them.
"Huh. So this is what we have to look forward to when we die?" Iggy looked up at Ash. "Cool."
What happened next was decisively not cool. They suddenly disappeared and reappeared in a small, crowded waiting room. A woman sat at a secretary desk behind a window in front of them. Her skin was green, and she wore a sash that read "Miss Argentina." The woman raised her eyes boredly, then sat straight up.
"Lawrence?!"
Beetlejuice gave her a meek wave.
"What happened to you? What are you doing here? Ash?! Why are- are those living people?!" Tina looked between all of them for answers.
Sounds good to me!
Should everyone go in or just Bj, ash lyds, and iggy?
Beetlejuice drug behind the others as they fumbled their way down to the basement. The equipment to make the portal was still there. He could make one himself easy, usually. But with his powers turned off, he was useless. It would be on Ash to open a portal strong enough to get them all through. Hopefully, the machine would keep it open long enough to get them out, too.
While the others fussed with the machine and trying to get it going, BJ sat in the ruined basement. There were still massive cracks in the foundation from the fight, and a black stain on the concrete.
While the others fussed with the machine and trying to get it going, BJ sat in the ruined basement. There were still massive cracks in the foundation from the fight, and a black stain on the concrete.
Beetlejuice followed after the others with a certain lack of enthusiasm. He piled into the trunk with Ash, letting the living humans have the seats with actual seatbelts.
The whole ride back to Hawkins had his stomach twisting. He felt sick when, several hours later, that familiar building loomed over them. It was deserted. He guessed their fight in the basement had forced them to drop their project.
As he got out of the van, BJ kicked the gravel and followed the others in silence.
The whole ride back to Hawkins had his stomach twisting. He felt sick when, several hours later, that familiar building loomed over them. It was deserted. He guessed their fight in the basement had forced them to drop their project.
As he got out of the van, BJ kicked the gravel and followed the others in silence.
His shoulders drooped. He hugged her around the middle, tears staining her shirt. He didn't want her to go, but he understood why she was.
"I'll get the keys!" Riff Raff hollered from across the station.
"No way! Your license is suspended."
"Well, you don't even have a license!"
"Nina, can you please take the keys from Ricky!"
Iggy and Riff Raff bickered back and forth while getting ready for their road trip. Luckily, the gang had an old, beat up astrovan that could fit them all.
"I'll get the keys!" Riff Raff hollered from across the station.
"No way! Your license is suspended."
"Well, you don't even have a license!"
"Nina, can you please take the keys from Ricky!"
Iggy and Riff Raff bickered back and forth while getting ready for their road trip. Luckily, the gang had an old, beat up astrovan that could fit them all.
Beetlejuice had slowly grown progressively more mopey by the day. Even spending time with Lydia or Ash couldn't pull him out of his sulking. He couldn't use his powers, he couldn't talk or make jokes, he was constantly clean, he wasn't him anymore. And even worse, as each day passed, he became more and more anxious over Lydia and the others facing his mom. They couldn't possibly win. It was impossible. But no matter how many times he tried to tell Lydia to call it off, she wouldn't listen.
All he could think about recently was their time spent on the human battlefields. How he'd begged, cursed, pleaded that Lydia, still small and fragile, didn't get sent out into a literal warzone. A lot of good it did. And now, she was going off to war with one of the most powerful demons that the Netherworld had to offer, on his behalf, without him.
His stomach dropped when he heard Lydia utter the words he'd been dreading. Beetlejuice shook his head violently. He got down on his knees in front of Lydia, signing rabidly.
"You can't, Lyds! I can't lose you!"
All he could think about recently was their time spent on the human battlefields. How he'd begged, cursed, pleaded that Lydia, still small and fragile, didn't get sent out into a literal warzone. A lot of good it did. And now, she was going off to war with one of the most powerful demons that the Netherworld had to offer, on his behalf, without him.
His stomach dropped when he heard Lydia utter the words he'd been dreading. Beetlejuice shook his head violently. He got down on his knees in front of Lydia, signing rabidly.
"You can't, Lyds! I can't lose you!"
Beetlejuice couldn't help but smile. He'd never had friends that were willing to risk their hides for him, aside from Lydia. It made him feel warm and fuzzy. His face fell, however, when his mouth unzipped.
"You're all a bunch of damn fools," he croaked, while trying desperately to cover his mouth with his hands. "Come and try me. My precious worms could use a snack."
When his mouth rezipped, Beetlejuice looked at the group with a yet another distraught expression.
"You're all a bunch of damn fools," he croaked, while trying desperately to cover his mouth with his hands. "Come and try me. My precious worms could use a snack."
When his mouth rezipped, Beetlejuice looked at the group with a yet another distraught expression.
Beetlejuice came floating out of the fort, coming to check out what all the commotion was about. His hair was still sad and purple, and he still had that defeated look to him.
"What happens if Iggy and Ash don't come back?" Nina insisted. "We have the right to worry about our family, too."
"Nina, we can't just let this demon get away with this," Iggy said, "What happens when messing with BJ isn't enough? What if she comes for Lydia? Or Ash? Or, hell, any of us?"
"What happens if Iggy and Ash don't come back?" Nina insisted. "We have the right to worry about our family, too."
"Nina, we can't just let this demon get away with this," Iggy said, "What happens when messing with BJ isn't enough? What if she comes for Lydia? Or Ash? Or, hell, any of us?"
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