As the last word rang throughout the room, sudden change was clear. The two windows that lead to the balcony shot open, The purple striped wallpaper seemed to be torn away, and replaced with cold stone walls, And the ceiling seemed to rise to immense heights. Beams shot from one side of the ceiling, to the opposite, And bats flew down, making a chirping noise as they passed. A long spider web patterned table cloth flew into her, and changed a bright shade of red. However, unlike when she was younger, and it was used as a poncho, As she got older it had fitted into more of a dress, which she much enjoyed. Lydia Looked at her surroundings. It was dark, cold, dreary, like a Castle dungeon.
She had Never been more at home.
Lydia smiled and looked up to the tall staircase, leading up to a light purple door, with a look of excitement, and nostalgia. She had gone up that staircase so many times, and every time she passed through that door, she always found the best adventures. All of her fondest memories were from the Neitherworld, And along with that, They were all with Her best friend. She remembered a time when BJ had gotten into more then his fair share of trouble with a sandworm, as he often did, and she had to go rescue him. She chuckled a little and then thought how, after everything was done, she gave him a big hug and a smile.
She started walking towards the door as she felt the weird tug in her chest once again. She physically stopped and shook her head. "My memories are getting to me." She thought before sprinting up the stairs, and out into the door. She was immediately taken to the middle of a street, Standing in front of her favorite place in the whole world, Or rather, Both worlds. There was a huge sign on the front of the building that said "BJ's Roadhouse" And that always made her chuckle. She walked up to the door and knocked on it, polite as she was.
Beetlejuice was, Naturally, the one who opened the door for her, still wearing the party hat from earlier today. Lydia gave a bright smile at seeing him, his pale platinum hair sticking out in a hundred directions, a creepy grin over his face, and beetles crawling all over him. It really was her best friend after all. "Hey babes. Ready for the party?"
Lydia nodded in a bit of excitement. Beetlejuice always threw the wildest parties, or at least made the that way. She walked into the roadhouse with a smile. The place was an absolute pit, but she didn't really care. It only took a few moments before some fast-paced music started playing, and Beetlejuice grabbed onto Lydia, pulling her over to him and started dancing with her. Lydia Couldn't help but laugh at this and danced along with him.
The two had the night of their lives, and afterlives. If they weren't dancing, they were watching a scary movie (Or from Beetlejuice's perspective, a comedy) Or Beetlejuice was entertaining Lyds with his numerous amounts of gags and pun comedy. It was a blast for the two of them.
Beetle looked at one of his many watches and sighed very slightly. "Well you better be getting some sleep now. It's nearly 4 am for you living folk."
Lydia couldn't help but laugh again, though not like before. She had grown rather sleepy from all the partying, but she didn't want to go. She was having to much fun with BJ. She stood from her seat on his couch and walked over to him, giving him a huge hug. "I want to stay."
Beetlejuice was a little surprised by this, but smiled. He wrapped her arms around her and smiled, patting her head. "I know. I wouldn't mind you here a little longer too. But you need-" He was cut off by slight snoring, and he looked at her a bit closer. Apparently She had fallen asleep while hugging him, and he laughed a little. "Told you so."
BJ chuckled and entered her dream, as fast and as quickly as possible, and left once he had gotten her to say his name three times. The two of them were taken to Lydia's room, which was now back to normal, and he laid her down on her bed softly, tucking her in. She really had grown up, but she never changed. Her hair was much longer, but she was still the same Lydia he knew when she was a child. He thought a moment, and just wanted to stay a little longer with her. He ended up sitting next to her on her bed, and just watched her sleep. She had grown into such a young woman, and he would be surprised if there weren't a hundred guys a day chasing after her. The thought of that made his stomach churn a bit. There was no way he was going to let some pudge-boy get a hold of Lydia.
Lyds was HIS. No one else's. And he would do anything to keep it that way.
Staring into the bedroom window, the figure from before was sitting in the dead tree outside Lydia's balcony. It grimaced a bit at seeing Beetlejuice, and sighed. "I have to call him." It shook his head and pulled out a phone from its trench coat pocket, hit a speed dial, and put the phone to his ear. He mumbled slightly when Replying to the other, but made himself Clear. "Hello sir….No that beetle is with her…So that's what…If you are certain sir." He shut the phone and then returned to glaring at the two. Soon Beetlejuice left, and the figure grinned, jumping from the tree, up to the balcony, and into Lydia's room, Whispering slightly. "Now, Its Showtime."
Beetlejuice awoke the next morning next to a huge headache. He had so slept on the wrong side of the bed. Of course with that thought, he was laying sideways on the side of the bed, floating for a moment before dropping to the ground. He gave a quick snap of his fingers and he was changed to his striped suit. It was about time for him to wake Lydia up. So he used just a little of his juice, and he appeared in Lydia's Bureau mirror, and the sight made him freeze.
Lydia's room was an absolute wreck. Things were destroyed, curtains torn to shreds, and the last thing made him scared. Him, The ghost with the most.
His Lydia was gone.
