"Beavis!" Deidra cried, wiping her tears with the back of her arm.
"Where are we going?" She asked as she struggled to keep up with him.
"I know a guy-er a girl! Heh-heh!" Beavis replied as he lead Deidra to a familiar-looking, fortune teller's tent. Once he lead Deidra inside, the two were met with the familiar face of Madame Blavatsky.
"What can I do for you two?" Madame Blavatsky asked the young couple in front of her. Deidra frowned slightly.
"I'm not so sure about this, Beavis…" She whispered to her husband.
"My wife has Cancer; do you like...know some kinda spell that can help her? Please, I'll do anything..." Beavis begged frantically, ignoring his wife's concerns.
"I do know a spell but unfortunately, I cannot help her..." Madame Blavatsky replied.
"What?! But..." Beavis began only to be cut off by the gypsy.
"Only someone who loves her deeply can preform the spell and that is you..." She instructed.
"Me?! B-But..." Beavis began only to once again get cut off.
"You have the gift, young one...Only you can save her because only you are the one with the gift that truly loves her..." Madame Blavatsky instructed.
"What spell? A-And what exactly does Beavis have to do?" Deidra questioned from suspicion.
"He has to use his powers of course." The gypsy paused before pointing to a small couch.
"Lay down here, dear..." She instructed.
"What powers?" Deidra once again questioned as she slowly lied down on the couch.
"His gift. Now Beavis, I need you to place one hand on Deidra's heart and the other on her stomach..." Madame Blavatsky instructed. Beavis did as told, placing one hand on Deidra's stomach and the other on her heart.
"Now, I need you to close your eyes and concentrate...Concentrate on the love you have for your wife and how much she means to you..." The gypsy instructed as Beavis focused all of his energy on his feelings for Deidra. Deidra shut her eyes and relaxed. A glowing, electric-blue aura surrounded Beavis as he began to float slightly.
"Now, I need you to think about how it would feel to lose her..." Madame Blavatsky instructed. Beavis whimpered slightly as a single tear dripped from his eye and landed on Deidra's solar-plexus. A cool yet warm sensation pulsed through Deidra's body as she began to glow blue and float as well.
"It is done!" Madame Blavatsky announced as both Beavis and Deidra were slowly lowered back down. Beavis opened his eyes and the blue glowing subsided. Deidra opened her eyes and embraced Beavis in a tight hug.
"Thank you, Madame Blavatsky!" The brunette thanked gratefully before pausing.
"C-Could you do one more thing for us?" She asked. The gypsy smiled.
"Of course, my dear." She replied.
"Could you show us our future?" Deidra wanted to know. Madame Blavastsy motioned toward her crystal ball.
"Come." She instructed. Beavis happily approached the crystal ball, his hand intertwined with Deidra's as he stared into it with her. Madame Blavatsky smiled as she ran her hands over her crystal ball, staring into it.
"Oh! I see...I see..." She smiled as Deidra and Beavis leaned forward a bit, holding each other's hands tighter. In the crystal ball, Beavis and Deidra were both adults with an adorable daughter.
"Oh, my gosh!" Deidra cried with happiness.
"What else can you show us? Anything would be awesome!" She asked as Madame Blavatsky waved her hands once more, revealing Beavis and Deidra to live a life as famous actors.
"Whoa!" Beavis gasped with wide eyes and a huge smile on his face.
"Cool! Mm-heh-heh!" He grinned.
"I can't believe it!" Deidra added.
"Hey, Who's that on your arm? Heh-heh because It isn't me." Beavis sighed, his smile fading a little as he looked into the ball.
"Oh but that is you, Beavis; that's what you will become in the future..." Madame Blavatsky grinned.
"Really? Heh-heh! Cool! Hm-hm-heh!" Beavis smiled, on the verge of joyful-tears. Deidra kissed the Beavis' cheek before smiling back at Madame Blavatsky.
"What else?" She asked eagerly. Madame Blavatsky waved her hand over the crystal ball once more to reveal an adult Beavis and Deidra having Thanksgiving dinner with their daughter, an adult Butthead, Deidra's parents, Stewart both Beavis and Butthead's moms and an older man that favors both Beavis and Butthead, even laughs like them.
"Who's that? Heh-heh..." Beavis questioned upon noticing the man.
"That's yours and Butthead's father, Jed...You're going to be reuniting with him soon..." Madame Blavatsky explained.
"But that means...me and Butthead are brothers?!" Beavis gasped.
"It doesn't surprise me; you guys are so much a like." Deidra admitted before looking over, at Madame Blavatsky.
"Before we go into more about Beavis and Butthead's father, what about our daughter?" Deidra smiled into the crystal ball, watching as the little girl gave both Beavis and Butthead a hug.
"What's she like?" Deidra asked as she felt Beavis wrap an arm around her waist.
"She's just like Beavis, a bit of a trouble-maker but with a good heart..." Madame Blavatsky replied with a smile.
"She's beautiful…" Beavis cooed in a voice that was barely above a whisper, tears of happiness cascading down his cheeks as he watched his adult-self pick the little girl up and hold her in his arms bridal-style, slowly spinning around a few times
"And she has a beautiful soul, just like you..." Madame Blavatsky added. Tears falling harder, Beavis did the only thing he could think of to do: he kissed his wife passionately, pulling her closer to him.
"Would you like to see more?" Madame Blavatsky questioned softly, not wanting to ruin the moment.
"Heh-heh, yeah..." Beavis replied softly as the gypsy waved her hand over the crystal ball once more to show a much-older Beavis and Deidra seeing their now-adult daughter off to college.
"You're going to live a long life..." Madame Blavatsky grinned.
"Oh my gosh!" Deidra gasped softly, looking into the crystal ball to see their adult-daughter hug her then Beavis tightly.
"She's so beautiful!" Deidra cooed.
"Just like you..." Beavis stared into Deidra's eyes lovingly.
"Normally, this would cost a lot of money but for a fellow psychic, this visit is free." Madame Blavatsky smiled warmly.
"Fellow psychic?" Deidra asked with a small laugh. Beavis chuckled nervously in return. He was surprised to learn that he had the same abilities as Madame Blavatsky. He would suspect his alter-ego, Cornholio to have some form of psychic powers before he ever expected himself. Maybe these powers would come in handy in the future.