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LYDIA

Barbara and Adam were ready to pelt the demon with salt. They knew there was some correlation between demons and salt, but they weren't quite sure how to properly use it. However, Barbara stopped, and held her hand up to Adam when Lydia appeared distraught. She couldn't help it; she had to mother everything.

"Oh, honey, no. You don't - well, actually, maybe you do. But it's not something you can't fix!" Barbara dropped the salt and carefully approached the demon.

LYDIA

The Maitlands were hunkered down in the attic, hiding from the demon downstairs.

"What're we doing, Adam?" Barbara asked her husband. "We're up here, hiding like cowards, with everything else useless and forgotten in this house!"

"We're not useless, Barb," Adam quipped.

"Yes we are! We're letting that demon ruin that poor guy's life. We should be doing something about this."

"Like what?" Adam stood. "She's too powerful."

Barbara opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She poked her head through the door to see Lydia coming. "Now's our chance. Adam, pass me that pool salt. I have an idea."

Stranger Beetles

"Yeah..." he said, a bit wistfully. His whole life had been spent in that woman's shadow. He was free now. "Well, maybe once Lyds goes off to college I'll get into politics, huh? Beetlejuice: Ruler of the Netherworld! That's got a ring to it!" He laughed.

Stranger Beetles

Beetlejuice leaned his elbows on the table as he looked around. "It is, Ashy. Oooh! They have snails in the menu!" He took the menu up and looked over their insect dishes. When the waiter came around and took their orders, he got them a sampler and a couple drinks to start.

"On me, don't worry about. Mom left a shit ton of money in the Netherbank," he grinned. Beetlejuice cleared his throat softly. "Er, thanks, by the way. For helping out with that whole situation."

LYDIA

"Well consider it acknowledged!" Lawrence shouted back through the door. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, face buried in his hands again. This was a mess. He was a mess.

Stranger Beetles

Beetlejuice smiled when Ash reassured him. He took their hand and let them take them wherever.

LYDIA

"No!" He yelled angrily. "No more scaring! No more crimes! I'm fucked over enough as it is." He stood in the doorway of his bedroom. "Just...go away!" He slammed the door.

LYDIA

Lawrence almost jumped out of skin, but he looked pissed as well. "Lydia, what the fuck did you do?!" He yelled. "They put me on fucking house arrest! I can't go anywhere now!"

He paced the living room floor. He'd dug down too deep. No way was he going to climb back out of this hole!

"I hope you're happy!" He snapped at her, taking his frustration out on the demon. Lawrence stormed up the stairs.

Stranger Beetles

Beetlejuice shrank a little as the others picked at him. Had he done too much? Did he look like he was trying too hard? Was he trying too hard? He looked up when Ash came out, and was glad to see that his efforts matched their's.

"Hey Ash," he said sheepishly. "Uh...where to?"

LYDIA

This clearly wasn't the first death threat Ken had received. He used to work in Baltimore!

"I would love to, but now he's not only late on his mortgage, he's sending his crazy girlfriend to give the bank death threats. The authorities have already been notified. Nothing you do now will change that."