Disclaimer: I don't own Beetlejuice.
Soul Bound
Cigarette smoke rose in front of his emerald-green gaze, obscuring his view of the elderly lady that sat across from him, casting an annoyed, yet slightly amused look at him. He cocked a blond-white brow then a crooked grin spread over dead lips.
"You've done it…I can't believe you did it!" she yelled, nearly jumping over the table at him.
He didn't flinch, just sat back and grinned proudly of his announced accomplishment. It wasn't a secret in the Neitherworld of his dastardly deeds. But what had he done exactly?
With a breathless sigh, Juno sat back and shook her head. It was either disbelief or disgrace that this undead woman closed her eyes in thought then opened them once more to look at the deathly pale man. If he could even be called that now...
"So, you've done it…Now what are you going to do?" she asked, but she knew. He would do exactly what the vanilla folder she was currently tapping her fingers on said exactly what he had to do. She watched as his features went from proud and arrogant to thoughtful and pondering.
Beetlejuice shrugged nonchalantly and replied, "Hmm…I might settle down, or possibly go and travel the world. Meet some hotties and make the most of it, if ya know what I mean," the self-proclaimed Ghost with the Most said, waggling his eyebrows in a provocative way.
This earned another disapproving sigh from his case worker. She was used to his behavior after working with him for the last six-hundred years, but it got old when it was the thing that kept sending her back to his office and filling her desk up with more paper work.
"No! I'll tell you what you'll be doing, Beetlejuice! Your punishment!" She didn't care that she had just yelled his name out loud and that people were staring. She was furious!
The words ran through one ear and out the other. He stuck his pinky in his ear and fingered it then gazed at her in disbelief. "What was that? Excuse me? Did you say punishment?"
"You heard me. Punishment. Did you actually believe that you would get out of this? This is your worst stunt ever!"
Again to prove how proud he was, he looked down and buffed his knuckles on his rumpled button up shirt and gave her his award-winning smile. "You know, babes!"
"Why do you act like you're proud of it? Your ass should be exorcised for what you did!"
This didn't phase him in the least. All of the things he did, he should have been exorcised for, but he hadn't been because of Juno. Of course, he would never acknowledge that she had ever been any help. Even when she had given him that job as her assistant.
"So what is this time?" he asked.
Her third sigh tonight and she slid the folder over to him. Beetlejuice opened it up and his eyes scanned the information that lay inside. His expression slowly drew skeptical then blank as he rested the folder back on the desk. A crooked smirk drew to his lips, giving him a maniacal expression in the low light.
"You call this a punishment?" he scoffed, shaking his head.
She nodded. "Yes, and I expect you to do it."
His face hardened and grew tight. "I can't believe this…I have to take care of some stupid kid! That's not a punishment! That's torture!"
It was her turn to smirk. She knew how much BJ hated people, except those that were paying him. "Read on," she said, motioning back to the folder.
Beetlejuice snorted derisively and opened it once more. His eyes shifted left and right as he scanned the page. "A human kid?!" he shouted.
If her office was soundproof, she would have outright laughed at his face. His expression was unbelievable and the reaction was too. If his face could have gotten any paler, it would have been whiter than Juno's hair. His emerald-green eyes were wide with disbelief and his jaw slacked slightly. "Yes, a human child. You must take care of her; make sure no harm comes to her. That also includes providing for her."
"Fine," he stated simply and stood up.
She blinked. "What?"
"I said fine. I'll take care of brat," he said.
She nodded and handed him the file. He took it in his hand and started out of his office, but stopped in mid-stride and turned back to face her. "Uh…how do I get to the kid?" he asked, confusion evident on his face.
She knew that question was coming. She nodded and replied, "She will come to you. You surely didn't think they were stupid enough to give you the opportunity to go back into the real world, did you?"
He didn't answer, but she knew he was hoping it. "Fine," he mumbled and stepped through the door, slamming it shut on his way just to keep up an appearance. To say the least, Beetlejuice wasn't mad, he was oddly intrigued.
