"It wouldn't be the worst idea I've ever had," Beetlejuice grinned. He didn't know Ash could turn that dark, and it was both hilarious and adorable. "Are you gonna' spread rumors about me at school if I put out on the first date?" He clenched his hands to his chest, feigning worry.
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Lawrence backed away from her in terror. "What? Hold on, you can't just go around murdering people!" He had to stop her. His eyes landed on a broken hockey stick on the floor, and he dove for it. As she headed for the door, he charged at her without thinking. The hockey stick rammed right through her chest, and Lawrence let go, backing away in horror at what he'd done. He felt like he might be sick.
Drunk BJ is def best BJ
Beetlejuice could be heard cackling from the kitchen as Ash opened the floodgates to the cursing. He was digging around for more cheap booze when a hilariously dumb, drunken idea popped into his head. He grinned mischievously and flew upstairs to snoop.
When he returned he was wearing a set of lacy lingerie that had clearly been left behind by a college girl, one much smaller than him. He waltzed into the living room and did a spin, arms in the air.
"Whatcha' think, Ashy? Is pink my color?" He grinned stupidly.
When he returned he was wearing a set of lacy lingerie that had clearly been left behind by a college girl, one much smaller than him. He waltzed into the living room and did a spin, arms in the air.
"Whatcha' think, Ashy? Is pink my color?" He grinned stupidly.
He make a face, pulling away from her. He glanced at the two cinnamon buns trying desperately to free themselves. He was doing this for them. Lawrence squeezed his eyes shut and leaned forward, puckering his lips.
He's definitely gonna have to keep his live therapist on speed dial for a while
He picked the cherry flavored Jello and slurped it up. "Hey, haunted houses are the shit, man. Cheap, free cooling, an audience, if you're into that kinda' thing." He winked, then laughed at his own dirty joke yet again.
On screen, a basket ball hit the bathroom window as the woman was brushing her teeth. Seriously? Was this was counted as a 'scare' these days? "Well, time to take another one!"
As predicted, they were about halfway through the first film before they'd finished the whole tray. "Damn. Lemme go see what else these little punk left behind," He said as he floated up lazily and headed to the kitchen.
On screen, a basket ball hit the bathroom window as the woman was brushing her teeth. Seriously? Was this was counted as a 'scare' these days? "Well, time to take another one!"
As predicted, they were about halfway through the first film before they'd finished the whole tray. "Damn. Lemme go see what else these little punk left behind," He said as he floated up lazily and headed to the kitchen.
Lawrence yelped and shrunk away from her. Holy shit holy shit holy shit he was marrying an honest to god fucking demon.
"I-I do!" He finally squeaked.
"You may now kiss the bride," The priest said, as if nothing was amiss.
Lawrence cringed, looking at her. "Do I have to?"
"I-I do!" He finally squeaked.
"You may now kiss the bride," The priest said, as if nothing was amiss.
Lawrence cringed, looking at her. "Do I have to?"
"Don't it?" He cackled as he flew over to the couch and turned on the TV. The Netflix was already logged in, too easy! He summoned the tray of jello shots and kicked his feet up. With a snap, all the lights were off. He patted the spot next to him and looked up at Ash with a smile as the first Asylum Productions film began to play.
"Uhhh," Lawrence was stalling. Barbara picked up the book and read a couple more words.
"Darkest night, somber rite-"
"Darkest night, somber rite-"
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