Disclaimer: I don't own BeetleJuice. (waaaah)

Okay…lets see.

Lydia has left Peaceful Pines and gone to college, leaving behind a melancholy ghoul, whom we know as BeetleJuice. No amount of pleading, fighting, etc. could prevent his friend from pursuing a college education and a career in photography and/or fashion. BeetleJuice finds himself alone for the first time in years (awww! He needs a hug…from me…and only me!) and makes a trip to a bar to drown his sorrows (sound familiar? I'm not making him an alcoholic, I just had no clue as to how to begin this!)

BeetleJuice: "I can't believe she's gone! We were friends for years and she just got up and left! How could she pick that piece a shit school over her friendship with the Ghost with the Most!" he asked angrily as he drained his drink and slammed the empty glass back down.

Bartender: "Women! Who can predict them?" he asks as he fills up another glass and passes it to Bj who reaches for it only to have the bartender pull it back.

Bartender: "Hey you've gotta pay for it first!"

BeetleJuice: "Thanks for the sympathy bud!" BeetleJuice opens his wallet which emits a cloud of dust and a moth which quickly flies away saying "I'm free! I'm free!" Reminded of his penniless state and the fact that he had already spent his last bit of money on drinks, he gets up to leave.

Woman: "Hey, can I buy you a drink?"

BeetleJuice screams in shock and jumps back, taking in the appearance of the woman before him as the snakes recoil back into his mass of yellow hair. She was new to their realm, with skin that retained a pale, living glow rather than the traditional blue. Her hair was a midnight blue and her eyes were a deep purple. She smiled at him as he dusted himself off and tried to regain his composure.

BeetleJuice: "Yeah, sure." He reclaimed his seat at the bar as the ghoul took the seat adjacent (that means next to. Ha!ha!ha!just kidding!) to his.

"I didn't catch your name" he said as he glanced at her, making note of her short skirt and long legs.

Woman: "My name is Hellen…and you are?"

BeetleJuice: "Call me BJ." He said as he quickly replaced his eyes in their sockets.

Hellen: "I hear you're the Ghost with the Most." She said with a smile as she stroked his neck with the tip of her finger. He floated into the air, eyes closed, smiling. She stopped stroking his neck and he was brought back to reality. His eyes shot back open and he fell on the floor in a crumpled heap. He struggled back into his seat, still trying to be suave while thinking ("Great move Romeo! She's gotta be bored outta her mind by now! Think of something you moron before she leaves!")

Hellen: "So? Is it true?"

BeetleJuice: "Huh? Is what true? He asked as he pried his eyes away from her chest.

Hellen: "Are you the Ghost with the Most?" She asked, eyes probing into his as her hand made its way up his thigh. His eyes widened in shock (Heh!Heh! lets just say BJ's pants startin gettin a little tight!) He searched frantically for a smooth reply, but all that came out was a choked "Yeah". She smiled at his response. He drained yet another drink as he tried to summon certain images to mind that might calm him down and ease the shaking in his hand.

BeetleJuice: thinking frantically to himself (" okay….let's see...baseball, cold showers, aw hell any shower, sandworms, Jacques, Ginger, Scuzzo…")

He drained his drink along with the next several others. The rest of the night was a blur.