The Brothers and the Beetle

Hey everybody! This is like my first official fanfic so sit tight and enjoy the ride!

(Note: if I rip off any Beetlejuice or Mario plots from previous fanfic authors email me and tell me off)

This story is a mix between the Super Mario Brothers movie, but no worries the plot will be WAY better, and the Classic Beetlejuice movie.

I don't own any Beetlejuice or Mario Brother characters but Nigle Goss is my personal creation.

Lydia smiled down at her daughter as her delicate chest rose peacefully. Her husband entered with a smirk.

"Our little piece of heaven." he whispered.

"Spare me the corny cliché." Lydia eyed and kissed him with a quiet laugh.

"Honey, we should talk about...you know..." her husband looked at her nervously, "You-know-what-I-want-to-say."

Lydia's smile faded quickly and her heart beated faster at the thought. Her life had been almost perfect after she moved away from her town of Winter River and for the next couple of years gone to college to be a professional photographer. There she met and married Nigel Goss, a charming yet paranoid Editor of the paper she worked for.

Lydia's return to her old house in Winter River hadn't been pleasant, but the fact of seeing her old friends Adam and Barbara

Maitland cheered her up. The unpleasant part was the recurring nightmare of a poltergeist with a grudge. A grudge of her blowing his chance in escaping his miserable life in the Neitherworld, by backing down with a promise of being his wife. Lydia knew Betelgeuse was waiting for this chance of revenge, she just hated thinking about it.

"What about, him." she exaggerated with a pale face.

"You know he hasn't gotten over the 'Wedding Incident', and the perfect idea of revenge would be kidnapping, Lyria." Nigel spoke brushing a strand of ebony hair from his daughters face. She wore a relaxed smile.

"Oh, Nigel. I am always thinking about her, I just wish...she didn't have to deal with this." Lydia sighed with depression, "I wish she had a normal life. Well, an almost normal life."

"We all do. But we have to tell her about, him. We can't hide it from her forever, Lydia, we can't." Nigel frowned at his wife and she shivered. Lydia swore she saw something move in the shadows.

"I know, just not yet. Give me a little bit of time to work it into a conversation. I can't just go up front and say it!"

"We could be too late, what if he was watching us right now." Nigel looked up at the ceiling with suspicion.

Lydia nodded and kissed her daughter on the cheek before exiting the room with her husband. Lyria shifted as a cool breeze entered from her mirror. The room glowed green...

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Lyria felt her dream change. The background melted to a musty attic and a model sat in the middle of the room. A voice was calling her name; a raspy, heartless voice.

"Lyria...Lyria...Let me outta here...Just say my name...I hate it in here...It's horrible...Just say my name..."

Lyria searched for the voice frantically, "What? What's your name?"

The voice laughed and a beetle and a glass of juice flashed in her subconscious. "Just say it."

"Bug Orange juice?"Lyria said with confusion.

"No. Try again."

"Beetle Glass?"

"Again, kid."

"Bug Juice?"

"Sheesh, kid. Your mother was better than you. But your almost dead on."

"Beetleju..."

Lyria woke up to see her mother and father look at her with horror. "Lyria! My God! Are you okay? Did he hurt you!" Lydia panicked as she sat up her daughter who looked at with confusion.

"What are you talking about! Why are you all staring at me! I just had a weird dream." Lyria yawned rubbing her eyes, and her father put his hands on her shoulders.

"What was the dream about! What was weird about it! We need to know!" he ordered quickly.

"Something told me to say his name...It was like Beetleju..." Nigel put his hand over her mouth before she could finish.

"Never say that word! You here me!" he commanded with a cold sweat, "I want you to forget all about what you've seen tonight!"

"Nigel," Lydia whispered, "Maybe we should tell her about, him. Right now before he tries anything."

"About who? Mom, what the hell is going on!" Lyria demanded pushing off her father with a glare.

Lydia sighed and sat on the side of the bed. Lyria saw tears well up in her eyes and swore she saw two yellow eyes appear in her pupils. "Lyria, what I'm about to tell you is...very, very difficult. I wanted to tell you before he found out about you, but I just couldn't..." Lydia started to cry silently.

"Mom. Dad. What is going on." Lyria breathed anxiously. Her parents exchanged glances and Lydia wiped away a grey hair from her own face.

"I want you to listen to every word I say, and not interrupt. Lyria, there is such things as ghosts and monsters. I learned the hard way, I almost married myself to a disgusting, con-artist who took advantage of me. You see, in our attic there is a married couple called the Maitlands, I met them when I was a bit older than you. That's also when I met..." Lydia bent over and whispered, "Beetlejuice."

"Don't repeat his name, you have to understand I angered him. The day of our, forced wedding, I broke a promise with him and he has never forgotten about it."

"How do you know?"

"I had the unfortunate pleasure of catching a glimpse of him in your mirror one afternoon. This is before you were born and when I was dating your father. He threatened me and some how escaped from the mirror. If it wasn't for your father, he would have killed me. That freak lost interest in me and attacked your father, allowing me to banish him back to the Neitherworld or the Land of the Dead. He shouted he would get back at me, I just am too afraid of what he might do."

Lyria looked away grimly and her mother smiled weakly, "Just don't say his name and you will be fine." Lydia assured.