I don't own Beetljuice this is a work of pure ficton, please go easy... and enjoy.
It was a cool crisp autumn evening as I stared out the window watching orange, yellow, and red blur together on our long drive from New York. I and my family, the Deetz, are moving to Peaceful Pines due to my father's nervous breakdown. My father Charles Deetz is a man of normal height, blond hair, and tired eyes. My mother is the total opposite of me. With her bright red hair and peppy attitude we couldn't be worlds apart. I on the other hand am strange and unusual. 16 with long raven locks make my skin look frightfully pale. As my blue eyes could be considered deep blue dead seas from my frequent cold gazes. I dress in a gothic style and have a passion for photography. I normally take pictures of dark and warp things. I'm not too thrilled about moving but there's a forest and a cemetery so I could live with it. Not a lot of woods around New York. As we drove up to the white house on the hill I cringe as I listen to my mom talk about redecorating.
"Oh! Charles we simple must invite Otho, were like twins how we connect creativity."
"That's great dear, How do you like it Lydia?" father said as we waked into our new home. Taking in the smell of age and gazing at the delicate webbing of spiders I said
"I could live here."
"That's great hon! I could really start bird watching again!" my dad said as he waked up the stairs with his bags in tow. Grabbing my bags I climbed up to my new room and with a smirk I did a little decorating on my own.
The next morning the sun peeked throughout my black curtains I put up yesterday. I had redecorated my room to my standards. Purples and blacks my room looked like a gothic castle complete with a canopy bed. With just a few paper bats scattered around my room the way I liked it. My walls are purple my rug was a mix of blacks and purples. I had even found some old furniture in the attic that looked perfect in my room. The first one was a fancy wood desk that held my computer and art books. I also found a pretty vanity that held a larte mirror and my clothes in the bottom draws. Stretching the next morning I decided to grab my camera and explore a bit of my new domain. Waking though passed the manicured lawn I waked in to the woods. Every now and then I would take a picture of a twisted tree or an animal in a creepy pose. The trees grew denser and the forest grew dimmer. My combat boots covered feet crunched on withered leaves as I trudge forward and after a few moments I saw something that looked like an old trailer. Creeping up near the trailer an old woman came out and leered at me.
"What are you up to Deetz?"
"How do you know my name?" I asked here wearily.
" I know lots of things. And your photos in the paper of you moving into the old Matlin Place."
"Huh, must not be a lot going on for them to print this."
"You have no idea kid this place is nearly dead. Any way don't be snooping to much in that old house you never know what you might dig up." She muttered cryptically to me.
"Look Ms…"
"Juno."
"Okay Ms. Juno I'm goanna go now and will take that advice to heart." I plastered a fake smile on my face as I slowly tried to make my escape.
"Come here and sit!" she grabbed my arm and dragged me in to her lair and forcefully through me on her chair. Her home looked like an old fortune tellers ten. Purple, blue, and shimmering red drapes were everywhere that seem to have no purpose. Old books upon books spread throughout the hovel. The cushion chair I sat on red and gold trim work and on the table had a red glittery table cloth. And perched on the middle of the table was a crystal ball.
"Uhh…"
"Oh quiet girl. Let's see…"
she stared shifting thought some files and such.
"Bwa! No point in warning you you're just gonging to do it any….Grrr…." she seemed angry for some reason.
"So what did you bring me in for? Because I probably need some parental signature."
"Huh. How old are you?"
"16."
"You're old enough!" I was going to say old enough for what when she went to a drawer and pulled out a shiny object.
"Here ya little idiot." She grabbed my hand and took out the object. It was a fearsome silver snake ring with open mouth and fangs barded. It was beautiful and she shoved it on my finger.
"Wha-." "Trust me you'll need it. Now go on shoo!" as she waved me away with her hands out the trailer.
As I made my way home through the forest an eerily and familiar sound of thunder called out through the dense woods. I ran for all I was worth but that didn't stop the flood that escaped from the clouds. And soaked me to the bone walking up to my porch my steps made that sloshing sound. "Lydia, Dear! Did you get caught in the storm?"
"Nope, I decided to jump in the river."
"Well go get dress I'm making Spaghetti for dinner! Oh! And Otho is coming down tomorrow night so I'll be busy getting ready."
"Ugggh…" I grumbled Otho was as irritating as he was tacky, always trying to be the topic of every conversation.
Dressed in my long dress and leggings as I started to put my hair up I noticed something on my vanity. The delicate woodwork seems to have writhing on it. Normally my curiosity wouldn't have peeked but it looked like it was franticly written with a sharp object with drawing of skulls and bugs along it. How could I have not noticed that! I wonder what it meant. Hmm. There were some books up stairs maybe there was a reason why there was writhing on it. Creeping upstairs while my mom was cooking dinner I looked around the dusty shelves. Looking around the books I noticed several first additions but I was not looking for those.
"Come on…Journals…Journals….Or a…"
I then looked at a worn leather book bound by large tooth that clasped the front together so the pages wouldn't open. On the front it had large print engraving that said Dairy.
"Jack pot!" I flopped down on a dusty chair next to the shelf and began to scan through the pages. Latter on that night I realized the lady who was here was a wicken and spoke of summoning ghost and monsters to her side to preform hexes and curses.
"This is so Deadly-vu!" I grinned excitedly it be so cool if I could do that! Trying to flip through another page I noticed two were sucked together. I gently peeled away to noticed the wording on the pages. It was instructions on how to summon ghost!
"….I'm so going to do this." I rushed down stars to get some chalked and candles. "Lidia, dinner!"
"Mom I'm kind of busy here."
"Eat first then do can do what you were doing."
"But mom…"
"Ah-Ah! No buts."
Sighing in defeat I skunked to the table and shoved food in my mouth.
"Lydia the food's not going anywhere…"
"Done!" I shouted at him and ran back up stairs.
"Well…" Grabbing some chalk I followed the instructions and drew the pentagram on my floor carefully following every small detail on paper with the inner righting's and circles. When that was done I lit the candles around my newly formed summing circle. The candles cased and eerily glow around my dark room my curtains were billowing from my windows showing no moon or stars out.
"This may not work but hear goes." Taking a deep claiming breath I recited the words;
''Blood of my blood, unknown sprit I call to thee,
Come to me from thy heaven or hell;
Entities loving who wish me well,
I call to thee Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!"