Chapter 3: where can she be?

Juno took off his chains that held him in place and offered him a seat. Beetlejuice sat comfortably in the red velvet seat as he pulled out a cigarette for himself and lit it. The chains slowly snaked up their way around his legs and on his waist. Beetlejuice looked from his cigarette to Judge Mental, raising an eyebrow. "I can't trust you as far as I can throw you, Beetle Brain!"

"If I turn myself into a frisbee would it be easier for you trust me, cause frisbee don't always come back." BJ's famous wolfish grin spreed across his face again. " Especially if it's me."

Juno sighed. "Beetlejuice get on with your story."

"Sure thing Juno." Beetlejuice took a long drag, holding it in for a couple counts before tilting his head up and exhaling the smoke. The smoke lingered in the air, swirling, changing into different colors quickly until it opened up as a circle. "So, let's begin." He cleared his throat and fixed his tie.

--1386 Carabian--

"Where is my youngest daughter?!" He bellowed to the maid next to him. "Marry?!" The timid maid looked up at her master. Her master was rather plump man, with graying hair and beard. His eyes where a sliver color. He was dressed in his tan leather boots, blue leggings and matching tunic, He paced back and forth in the small court yard within there humble Merchant home.

"Take it easy father!" A young maiden named Abigale cried, flipping her brunette hair at her father. "She's not even late." Her father snorted in retort at his oldest daughter, who was now occupied with brushing her sky-blue gown.

"She's not early either." He scoffed, crossing his arms as if he was a toddler. A another young lady entered the yard, shifting her honey colored dress and her hair, long and deep-blood red. Her eyes shimmered stone, gray, like Abigale's and her father's. "Elizabeth, my dear where is your younger sister?" He beamed at her.

Elizabeth shrugged. "I have not the slightest idea Father." She moved flawlessly to an open chair and gracefully sat down in it. " And shouting at our maid Marry is not going to help any."

"I-I-I think I'll g-go l-look for her a-again M-m-master," Marry barely squeaked. He turned his toward the timid maid and smiled. She was old,her white hair, weary, worn out green eyes and her wrinkles defined her age. Her attire was a gray dress, loosely worn apron and a white bonnet.

"I agree, you know where all her best hiding spots are," He smiled for encouragement. "Please, fetch my youngest daughter and tell her it is the up most important to meet with her." Marry quickly nodded and moved from the yard into the home. "Oh, and please hurry, they will be arriving any moment!" He called to her.

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Marry, of course, knew where the youngest went to. It has been happening for about a month now. The young, foolish girl-child would run from home in the middle of the night, not telling Marry where her adventure leads her. Marry made her way to the barn and opened the door gingerly. Near the back of the barn was still the glowing ambers in the wood stove of the night to warm the animals. "Come on Cinderella, time to wake up to reality child." She crouched to the sleeping figure and noticed a book in her hand, that was covered in soot. "Looks like a quick cool bath for you young lady before you see your family and his guests."

The girl move her head up. "Guests?"

Well here is the new chapter. Sorry ive been keeping them so short, but it's just easier on me. So i would like to thank all of you who is reading this claps i adore all of you and i am also thinking about putting this on my deviantart site. As always i love to read your comment. Sincerly SCWL