Happenings On An All Hallows Eve

Authoress: Wee-Me

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters- not the ones from "Beetlejuice" or those from the assorted movies mentioned (even though I asked for them for Christmas). I am making no money from this and it's costing me sleep so don't sue me, 'kay?

NOTE: For Kawaii Usagi Chan San, because her reviews are awesome and she's always so nice and helpful. Thanks for all your kind words and input sweets, it means a lot. Hope you like it. I broke the request into three parts to get more detail and (hopefully) do it justice. These are not related to any other work of mine or each other. Only link between the three parts is the date. Just three events that could happen some Halloween.

Part One: A Night In

The tiny hairs on the back of her neck swayed like long grass in a breeze. A chill set down her spine, what was the cause? Of course it turned out to just be Betel brushing his fingertip back and forth across the nape or her neck – yet another ploy for attention. How many ways did she have to tell him she didn't want to go out Halloween partying?

All she wanted was to curl up on the couch in her PJs, watch some Halloween favorites, and eat candy until she felt sick. Why was that so hard to understand? She was deep in what he liked to call a "girlie snit" (which didn't help her mood) because her week had been utter crap. An ex-boyfriend had been using her identity to take out credit cards she'd found out, a girl from high school panned her latest book in a fairly prominent newspaper out of spite, and Delia's contact for an art show fell through just as she'd gotten enthused about it.

Betel knew she needed a little TLC, but Halloween made him want to run wild and stir up some trouble, even more so than usual. It was still early out by his standards, but he was rapidly losing hope of prying her out of her cozy nest on the couch without her doing something immensely evil to him in return.

"I'm going now...out into the night...full of women…and I'm weak willed," he sing-songed.

"Have fun," she muttered around a mouthful of popcorn, not even looking at him.

"Scantily clad women who are very much interested in your 'geist. Who would steal him away if given half a chance."

"What is the rule about talking while vampires are on the screen? Louis just showed up and I have to see all of him. His performance I mean. Yeah. Bye."

She paused the movie long enough to give him a too short, too chaste kiss and then she was absorbed back into whatever Brad Pitt was doing. He left with a frustrated sigh to one of his traditional starting points. And he was back less than an hour later after his favorite bar did nothing for him. Some drunk chick had even hit on him, asked him if he wanted some "fun", and he had turned her down because of his girlfriend no less. He couldn't believe he'd said it; the words had come out of his mouth like it was a natural thing. He was slamming a shot and considering that he might be possessed when the bimbo slurred at him.

"Girlfriend huh? If she's so great why ain't she here? How you know she ain't havin' her own fun elsewhere?"

He was gone before the spray from his boozy spit-take hit her face. To his relief Lydia was still on the couch, looking adorable with a mouthful of chocolate.

"Need something B?" she called over her shoulder.

"No, no, just checking up on you. In. I mean in, checking in on you. But you're here and alone." He could see her frown a bit and hurried on. "You're here all alone and it's sad is all. Doesn't seem right for me to be having all the fun. There's still time for you to come with."

"Nope, Gerard and I will be just fine. That man does great things for Dracula."

The pretty boy on the screen was getting too much of her attention so he went out before he broke the TV. Again. This time he went a-haunting in hopes of scaring some breathers silly. He was doing okay, even enjoying it, until he startled a group of Goth girls in a cemetery and one of them reminded him of a tiny Lydia. It was after midnight, but still criminally early when he gave up and went home. He tried not to think too hard about it being home and focused on sulking.

He flopped onto the couch with great theatrics and stole her popcorn. His sigh made it clear that he was very unhappy, as if she hadn't noticed his flouncing and crossed arms. She smiled indulgently and slid closer to walk her fingers over his arms and pull them free. He sniffed and turned his head, but didn't stop her. She pulled his arm up to lay across her shoulders in order to cuddle closer. She ran her hand up his chest to cup his cheek and turn his head to face her. She pressed soft kisses to the corners of his mouth and got the desired smile plus a real kiss for her troubles. She smiled back and brushed her thumb against his lower lip.

"Next year B we'll go out together and have your kind of fun. But for now how about one last movie before calling it a night? I got this one with you in mind."

She untangled herself from him long enough to pop a DVD in and grab a bag of gummy worms. He pulled her into his lap and as she pressed play on the remote. He laughed as the title came up.

"Aww Babes, my favorite comedy."

"Happy Halloween B."

He propped his chin on top of her head and was instantly caught up in the hilarity. Lydia was asleep before the pea soup, but that was fine 'cause a warm girl in his arms and a good laugh was the best time he'd had all night.

End Part One

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Set on Halloween of course. Shortest of the three. This was the romance part of the prompt and you may note that romance isn't my strong suit. Two vampire movies and Betel's favorite comedy in this part, can you name them? Hope you enjoyed, please let me know what you think.