My third Beetlejuice fan fic. And you know what they say, third times the charm! Pfft! Remember I made Lydia older so Beetlejuice can-um- be Beetlejuice. If you know what I mean ;) She's 18, keep that in mind. I don't own Beetlejuice, he belongs to the great mind of Tim Burton...

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.", the alien like thing spoke grimly. Beetlejuice smiled as he shoved the ring on Lydia's finger. Lydia closed her eyes tight knowing what would come next. Beetlejuice gave her a nice big kiss on the lips.

Right them a giant Sandworm crashed through the floor with a bride rider. With a snap of his fingers the big worm froze. "I don't think so big guy.", Beetlejuice said with a rough voice. And with another snap it was gone, and Barbra fell to the floor.

"BARBRA!", Lydia screamed with concern. Beetlejuice only laughed like a maniac as Lydia rushed to her ghost friends side. "Barbra, help me please.", her voice shaky and barely clear. "We're marriednow! I'm his wife!", she said in a horse whisper as she pointed to the ring on her finger with disgust. Barbra's eyes almost bulged out of her head once she saw "Lydia's" new ring.

Barbra petted Lydia's head and hugged her close. "It's gonna be ok sweetie. We'll get Juno to help and-"

"What a precious moment.", Beetlejuice smiled teasingly. "And I just HATE breaking up precious moments," there was a pause before he spoke again. "Actually I LOVE breaking
moments like this up! It's what I do!", he said with a chuckle. Barbra stood up blocking him from Lydia.

Lydia sat behind Barbra. "You wont touch her!", she exclaimed. Beetlejuice rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Ugh, we don't have time for this! Come on babes we're gonna be late for our honeymoon.", as said as he peered over at his bride. Lydia gasped and scooted just a little bit further away from him.

"You'll have to get through me first," Barbra said defensively. She acted like a mother protecting her young from a hungry predator. Which, in a way, she was. Beetlejuice sighed and gave a toothy grin.

"If you say so...", with a blink of his eyes a giant hole appeared in Barbra's stomach. He carefully stepped through her and stood next to Lydia. She watched horrified at the man next to her. "Come on, up and Adam.", he pulled the frighten girl to her feet. Lydia struggled as he held her arm in his. "Hold still babes, let them get one last look of the happy couple!"

Lydia froze as three little words rang through her head. 'one last look...' Her heart had stopped for a moment as she realized she might not come back. The only thing that broke Lydia out of her trance was her father calling her name. "LYDIA!", he screamed as he struggled in Delia's art. She looked up to his face. He looked terrified, angry, and sad. Her heart broke.

She looked over to Barbra to see that she still had the gaping hole in her stomach. It was slowly getting smaller. Very slowly.

Her world seemed to stop. She squeezed her eyes closed and drew a deep breath. "Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beetlejuice!", she said quickly.

Everything was quiet. Like nothing was happening. Peacefully silent. She was to afraid to open her eyes, she feared that if she did it would end the nice silence.

Bravely she opened one eye then both. She must've blinked 20 times until she saw were exactly she was. The white walls and cream colored counter. She was in her bathroom. Lydia stared at herself in the mirror not believing this was true. She pinched herself and got a small 'Ouch' in return. So she wasn't dreaming.

"What the hell happened?", she asked no one in particular. Lydia leaned on the bathroom counted and sighed. Had saying his name really worked? She didn't dare look down at her hand...

Barbra sat on the floor crying her 'breaths' heavy and short. Charles and Delia were now released from their art prison. Charles ran over to Barbra. "Where is she!?", he knew she wouldn't know. He just...had to ask. Barbra looked up at him her perfect face covered in tears.

She could only shake her head crying some more. Sobs escaped her lips.

"No...no...not my little girl. My pumpkin...my Lydia.", he walked away from Barbra and sat on the art he was just trapped in. He put his head in his hands. Delia was still struggling to get her hat off. She gave on last pull and it came off with a satisfying 'POP'.

Delia walked over to him and comforted her husband. Or tried too. This is Delia we're talking about...

Adam had finally un-shrunk and came from the model. He rushed over to Barbra's side. "Barbra, what happened?", he questioned as he gently rubbed her arms.

"Oh Adam, he took her. He took her to God knows where.", she whipped the tears off her face, only to have more leek from her eyes. "We may never see her again. We have to do something! Call Juno. Call ANYBODY!", she whimpered. Adam pulled her into a hug and rubbed her back tenderly. He kissed the top of her head. "We're gonna find her, right Adam?", she spoke into chest.

He sighed. "I hope so Barbra. I really do...", he whispered to her. He was holding back his own tears. He had to be strong for the three of them.

Summoning all the courage she could she brought her left hand to her face. She almost started screaming once she saw the golden ring on her finger. Her breaths were uneven and shallow. Lydia's back pushed against the wall to keep from falling.

She had also noticed that she had no longer had the red wedding dress on. She looked down to see exactly what she was wearing. Lydia inhaled a sharp breath upon seeing her 'new' clothes.

It was a black silky long top/dress that stopped at mid thigh and was loose on her body. The top part of small dress hugged her breast making them really pop or stand out. The bottom part was lined with soft black and white fur.

She lifted up the soft fabric to see if she wore underwear. She did but not to her liking. It was also made of silk and had a laced pattern on it. And to her utter disgust it had a small black and white bow.

"Where am I? And where are my clothes?", she whispered in a shaky voice. She looked at the door warningly. I could just open the door an peak... Lydia thought. No. To risky. She was searching her mind for options and none came up. No windows to jump out of. Couldn't hide for long, he'd find her...

Lydia turned off the lights and bent down trying to remain unnoticed. She slowly turned the doorknob and opened it just a crack. She peaked through and saw a pile of clothes and a bunch of candles lit. Worst of all she saw Beetlejuice standing in a dark red robe pouring two glasses of wine while humming a happy tune. He's planning on giving me liquor?! I just turned 18! she thought with anger. But she knew all to well that was the least of her problems.

His back was facing the bathroom door so Lydia only saw the back of his legs and the very tips of his boxers. Lydia shuddered at the thought of what he WANTED to to on this honeymoon.

Right as she was about to close the door it made a loud creak. Beetlejuice turned around and smiled as he saw his new wife. "Babes! I was wounding when you'd be out. How's about you come to bed with your husband.", he gave her a Cheshire cat grin that made her stomach turn. She pushed the door closed and locked for safe keeping.

Lydia turned on the lights and backed away from the door that separated them. She gulped as she heard his voice from the other side. "Well, let's see if I can win the grand prize, shall we. Ok I choose...Door number one!", just then the bathroom door went flying open. And a spotlight appeared and shined on Lydia. She froze. Like a deer in headlights, scared out of her mind.

Confetti started to fall. A loud voice that sound like a game show host boomed from the walls. "Congratulations! You are the winner! Please go and collect your prize," Beetlejuice snapped his fingers and all the corny game show tricks stopped. He gave a tooth grin at Lydia.

"Don't have to tell me twice.", and for the second time that night Lydia was pulled to him against her will. Once she was close enough Beetlejuice wrapped his arms around her waist. "Whoa babes, you look so juicy in your new clothes!", he said with a lick of his lips. "I bet you look real tasty without these clothes on. Am I right?", Lydia wrinkled her noise with disgust.

She started to pound on his bare chest. "Let me go! Let me go!", she screamed as she continued to hit him. He only laughed at her as she tried to break free.

"You're a feisty one aren't cha?", he asked. His only response was her trying to push out of his iron grip. He chuckle. "Thought so. But that's ok, I like my women with a little fight in 'em.", he purred to her. Lydia held back a gage.

Beetlejuice's hands started to venter up and down her back. Lydia flinched as his dirty hands went lower down. When his hands reached the bottom of the silky dress Lydia thrashed harder. However that did not stop him. His hands slide under the dress and felt up her thighs. She gasped with shocked and anger.

Without thinking she grabbed his hand to keep him from going any higher. They both stopped and looked at one another.

"And you're brave... I tell ya babes, we're gonna have fun tonight.", he said with a smirk. Lydia just growled ready to kill... She was about to blow.

I wrote this in one day! Yay for me! Please PLEASE GIVE ME YOU FEED BACK! There will be more chapters. Hopefully I can improve on my writing. BUT ONLY WITH YOUR HELP! More Beetlejuice behavior next chapter ;) Sorry it's so short :'(