Ruxpin Runaway

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Lydia and Beetlejuice were helpless in dream land and at the mercy of BeetleGuese.

Lydia: What exactly is it you want?

BeetleGuese grew long spider legs out of his back and crawled over to Lydia with an insulted sneer.

BG: What makes you think I want to tell YOU of all people?

Before she could utter a word BeetleGuese Slammed her mouth shut with and iron plate.

BeetleGuese thought for a second.

BG: Y'know with your mouth like that, I might be able put up with you. HA HA HA HAAAH!

Bj; HEY! You can't treat her like that! I'll SQUASH you like a bug!

Beetlejuice waited for his powers to kick in at his remark, sadly nothing happened.

BG: It truly IS too late for you my friend. I thought maybe I could change you back to your old self, but I was wrong, this girl has been like a slowly aging virus weakening you the longer you exposed yourself to her.

Beetlejuice's face grew purple then red and his hair almost appeared to burst into flames as he shook with anger.

BG: It's clear to me that I'll have to take your place as ghost with the most.

Beetlejuice's expression softened as he gave in to the mentally disrupting lecture given to him by his other half.

BeetleGuese smirked in delight as he witnessed Beetlejuice's spirit break and fold.

BG: I knew you'd see it my way sooner or later. But you obviously picked your time to be later. Sadly I'm afraid your decision is too late to save you or your, ahem, friend. (Shivers in disgust)

Bj: So, what ARE you going to do with us?

BG: I'll be dumping you in the FAR reaches of the Neither world desserts. SURELY something out there will find you and eat you.

BeetleGuese scurried over to Lydia.

BG: And as for this little thing. I'll make sure she never meddles with the Neither world ever again. Sadly I'll have to help you in a sense, by cleaning up the memories of that prize winning rampage I caused in Peaceful Pines.

Doomy: HONK HONK! AROOGA!

BG: And as for that little car of yours.

Doomy hung from a strand of silk webbing.

BeetleGuese zapped Doomy with his powers turning Doomy back into an inanimate vehicle.

Bj: DOOMY!

BeetleGuese spun Beetlejuice and Lydia in a web and put them in the back seat of the car formerly known as Doomy and drove back into the Neither world.

Meanwhile on a garbage barge, Delia had scrambled out of the relentless trash eating can's mouth.
She stood next to it as it devoured pile after pile of the filth surrounding them, took a deep breath and screamed in its direction at the top of her lungs.

Delia's shoulders hung in frustration as the can ignored her as if she was not there.

Delia looked around for something she could float back to town on. Just then she saw some duct tape hanging in the window of the cockpit where a stubby scruffy man was driving the barge. Delia nonchalantly climbed in with him grabbed the tape and looked at him with a glare that would send anyone into submission. The barge slowed to a stop and after a few minutes began moving again but back in the direction of town. Delia had taped the man's hands and feet and was now driving the barge with a furious expression on her face. The barge driver had said nothing to her or given her any trouble while she taped him down for fear of his life.

As soon as she docked she grabbed the tape again.

Man: what else are you going to do with me?

Delia slowly swung her head over to look at him.

Man: Sorry, I'll be good.

Delia marched back over to the walking can, stood behind it and pulled on the tape as if to tape the can down to something.

Delia: Now it's my turn.

Mr. Mcurter had just come out side for a soothing cigar break when something caught his attention. Delia sat on top of the walking garbage can holding what appeared to be reigns. The lid had been taped shut and a pillow placed on top.

Mr. Mcurter: Get a horse lady!

Delia pulled on the reigns stopping her obedient trash can. Slowly dismounted and walked over to the old man. Delia snatched his cigar, took a puff, and blew the smoke in his face.

Delia took a banana peel from her hair, placed the cigar inside, then put the butt of the peel in his mouth.

Delia: I call this piece: "Going senile"

She hoped back on her steed and snapped the reigns causing the can to continue up the hill.

Mr. Mcurter watched her as his cigar-peel, still sitting in his mouth, smoldered.

Charles opened his eyes and did not see or hear anything. Just as he began to think he was imagining it all, the kitchen knife jutted through the car hood.

Charles: AHk!

The car radio turned on and began playing the theme from "Jaws".

Charles looked back at the knife cutting its way to the windshield like a menacing shark fin in the water.

Charles: OH MY GOD!

Charles scrambled around fumbling the car door handle trying to open it.

The knife withdrew and began to stab from behind the radio.

Charles flopped onto the garage cement as the car door flung open.

Charles: OW!

He quickly got up on all fours and scurried over to a corner armed with a broom. Charles heard pitter patter from the other side of the car.

The bear slowly revealed itself. And with a high pitched and gargled voice.

Undead Ruxpin: Tee hee hee hee hee hee haa haa haa.

It grinned with its crooked pointy teeth as it lifted the knife and slowly approached Charles maniacally.

Charles pointed his mighty broom of power at the small evil toy.

The bear began swinging its knife lopping off pieces of the broom handle as he made his way closer to the jittering man hiding in the dark corner.

Charles: STAY AWAY! … (Voice cracking) I'm WARNING YOU!

Undead Ruxpin: Bleh heh heh hee hee!

The bear showed his teeth and began making a chomping motion with his mouth.

Undead Ruxpin: NAH NAH NAH!

BeetleGuese drove for miles while his two victims slept from the weakening powers of the webbing. For a day and night he drove on the long and winding roads of the Neither world out lands.

BG: Wake up my pretties, were finally here.

Bj: where's here?

BeetleGuese spread his arms out.

BG: The Neither world out lands!

Beetlejuice and Lydia looked around at the seemingly endless dessert and the narrow road that disappeared on the horizon.

BG: This is where we part ways kiddies.

Bj: You MONSTER!

BG: Flattery can't save you now Beetlebooze.

Bj: You've gone TOO FAR! Even for MY standards!

BG: They are MY standards now. And don't think you two are going to be teamed up so that you can continue on and try and stop me, in fact she won't even be in the Neither world.

Bj: That's not-

BG: Toodles.

BeetleGuese waved goodbye and disappeared with Lydia in hand. The road faded away and Beetlejuice was sent hurling towards the dessert floor.

Beetlejuice sat there with his legs sprawled out and looked around.

He saw what looked like a fin shaped like a rock move into the sand.

Bj: Oh boy.

Charles huddled into the corner to the best of his ability as he watched the broom stick become shorter and shorter.

The little toy chopped off the last piece of the broom and watched the last of the handle roll away into the darkness.

Charles grew pale as the evil plaything reared its head back at him in a 360 degree rotation. The little grey bear lifted its knife and stood as tall as it could. It aimed the knife at Charles' ankle, and as it took that one step closer its eyes grew dim and it fell to the ground lifeless hitting the pavement with a soft squeak.

Charles: AHEH!

Charles flinched and waited to feel the most irreparable pain he could imagine. After a few moments had passed he looked over at the bear lying on its face motionless once again.

Charles backed up against the wall trying to become as flat as possible.

Suddenly he heard the front door open and shut.

Charles: I'M IN THE GARAGE HELP!

Delia rode up the hill feeling a little bit better about her day. After all she tamed a wild walking garbage can that drug her to every filth inhabited place in the entire county, all she had to do now was get cleaned up and finish her shopping. On the plus side, she got some great inspiration for her next line of art work. Suddenly the can began to shake and the long curly legs sticking out of the bottom retracted and the can fell to the ground dumping her and the garbage all over the road.

Delia: Oh! Ouch. Now what?

She stood up and watched the living tin creature become reduced to a lifeless garbage can once again. Looking ironically disappointed she looked up the hill and could see her house.

Delia: Well it got me this close.

Exhausted, she opened the front door and let the wind slam it shut for her.

Delia: Should have taken the car.

Charles: I'M IN THE GARAGE HELP!

Delia: What did I tell him about trying to fix things in there!

Delia walked in the garage half annoyed.

Delia: OH Charles you KNOW how I feel about you working on the ca-

Delia looked down at the end of the garage, and pushed against the back wall was here cowardly husband.

Delia: (sigh) What happened this time did you see another spider?

Charles pointed at the limp teddy bear on the ground.

Charles: (In faint and frightened voice) That toy tried to kill me!

The man then went back to his upright fetal position.

Delia looked down at the bear. Then looked at Charles.

Delia: Charles it probably just fell from the shelf. I think your way over stressed and haven't been doing enough bird watching.

Delia walked over to him, picked the toy up and led her husband to the kitchen.

Delia: I need a shower, and am going to finish my shopping. Take this up to Lydia's room maybe she'll be glad to see one of her old toys.

Delia slapped the toy right into Charles' palm causing him to stop right in his tracks. He turned his head to the stairs and saw the knife marks in the door.

Out of fright he dropped the bear.

Delia: Charles put it away.

Charles: But.

Delia: NOW!

Before he could get a good glimpse of her facial expression he was half way up the stairs. He unlocked the door and tried to push it open but it hit Lydia's dresser which had been pushed up against the door earlier.

Charles: Gulp.

He used his strength to enter Lydia's room. Once inside he lifted the bear up and shook it a little.

Charles: Hmmm.

He then noticed two bite-like holes on its leg.

Charles: Odd.

From fear of finding out anything more about the formerly demonic toy, he set it right back on the bead for Lydia to deal with and put her dresser back.

As he left he kept his eyes on the bear which lie still on its face, then shut the door.

Charles leaned his back on the door and took a deep breathe of relief.

He slowly and slightly happily made his way down the stairs feeling more relaxed than ever. He sat down at the kitchen table with a half-tired smile on his face.

Just then Delia came walking in dressed to go shopping yet again.

Delia: Charles I may be out for awhile would you like me to heat up a doughnut for you?

Without changing his expression he casually reached over for the box of doughnuts and pushed them down into the garbage can.

Delia looked at the now full trash can.

Delia: I'll just take this out on my way.

She picked up the plastic container, walked outside and slammed the entire trash bin into the neighbor's large green recycle bin. She smacked her hands together as she walked away.

Delia: It feels good to give back.

She walked to the drive way and drove to the shopping center in the other car. Charles locked himself in his study, turned the T.V. to the discovery channel, and slowly drifted off in his recliner chair.

To be continued...Watch the news part 2