Saturday
Beetlejuice slept in the dollhouse, he woke from the crisp mid-morning air blowing through Lydia's bedroom window. "Ohhh…" He groaned as he stretched his body.
He turned to look out the window….it seems like a nice sunny day out, then he turned to the Barbie-like doll laying next to him "Goood morning beautiful."
The doll just laid there.
He looked up the doll's dress…it's still wasn't atomically correct. He looked up at the doll. "We're not going to have a good relationship this way."
The doll just laid there.
Beetlejuice looked over and noticed Lydia was still asleep on her bed, then he looked back over to the doll. "It's been nice but…I gotta go hang with a real person now."
He disappeared from the dollhouse and re-appeared next to Lydia's alarm clock. "Yo Lyds !"
Lydia tossed around on the pillows. "Nooo."
"Hey !"
Lydia tossed again, moaning in sleepiness. "I don't wanna."
"Lyds !"
She turned sharp on her pillows to hit the snooze button on her alarm clock, but instead she hit…
"Hey damn it !"
Lydia snapped fully awake by his yell, and saw her new ghostly friend stand by the clock. "Oh, I'm sorry BJ."
Beetlejuice gave her a sarcastic grin "So do you hit all your friends, or is it just me ?"
"I said I'm sorry, what do you want me to do ?"
He pucker his lips "Gimme a kiss."
Lydia kissed the back of her thumb and smeared it on Beetlejuice's face.
"Lame."
She scooped him her hand, left her room to go inside the bathroom.
"Oh…gonna give a bath show huh, now that's more like it."
She plugged the drain of the sink, ran warm water in the sink, and squeezed some liquid soap in the water.
Beetlejuice leaned over the sink to look at the sudsy water. "Sink show…ok, I accept."
"Nooo." Lydia sang, "You're going to get a bath." then used her fingers to flick him in the water.
He emerged from the water. "Hey damn it !"
Lydia used her hands to rub Beetlejuice into the suds. She smelled the scented suds with a smile.
He smelled the scented suds, and it smells good but…"Lyds…"
"Yeah."
He sniffed his wet coat "Why do I smell like apples ?"
Lydia looked at the bottle on the self and realized the her soap and her dad's soap were next to each other. "I grabbed the wrong one." She showed Beetlejuice the soap bottle she meant to use…it's a men's soap bottle with a picture of a large snowy mountain on it.
"It' would've been nice for me to smell like a man, but nooo, instead I smell like…like…fruit." plunged both fist the water, creating a large splash. "I smell like a fuckin' fruit cake man !" He rolled his eyes "Oh I can just hear the guys at the bar." Then held a sarcastic look. "Thanks a lot Lyds."
She picked him up, walked back to her room, sat him on the desk, and gave him a face towel to dry off. "It's my turn to wash up, you stay here."
"And do what ?"
She pick him up with the face cloth, placed him inside the dollhouse, and walked out of the room.
Beetlejuice look over at the doll "Oh…it you." He walked over towards the doll while drying himself off. "Did you miss me ?"
The doll just laid there.
"No huh." then sneered a look. "Figures."
He smelled himself…he smells like freshly cut green apples.
"Great."
He laid next to the doll, looking over at it. "So baby, what you wanna do ?"
The doll just laid there.
"yeah…I know…." He let out a heavy sigh. "I smell like a fruit cake, but make no mistake…" showing a toothy grin. "I only like chicks."
Lydia walked into the room, fully dressed, wearing a long black dress.
"Hey !" Beetlejuice shouted for her attention.
She turned to him, leaning down to his level. "Are you hungry ?"
"No more toast."
She snickered a small laugh. "I'm making waffles."
Beetlejuice shot up from the doll he sat besides with a wide smile. "Oh boy !"
Lydia scooped him in her hand and started headed downstairs for the kitchen. She sat Beetlejuice on the kitchen counter, and turned heading toward the freezer.
"Oh boy, oh boy…waffles !" He cheered.
She walked toward the toaster holding a box.
"What the hell is that ?" He pointed to the box.
Lydia held it for him to see. "Eggo Waffles." then pulled one out the box. "See."
Beetlejuice was taken aback. "They make already made waffles ?" then waved a casual hand. "Get outta here."
Lydia placed the waffle into the toaster. "You act like you never been to the grocery store."
"Oh I've been to the store…" He replied, then pointed to the toaster "but I've never heard of no frozen ass waffles before."
The waffles popped out of the toaster, nice and golden brown. Lydia took them out, put them on a plate; then smeared butter, cut it into pieces, and put maple syrup on it.
Beetlejuice was drooling at the waffles, they really looked good.
She used a fork to pick up a piece for him to eat.
He placed his hands behind his back, leaned forward, and started eating.
Lydia raised a curious brow. "Why are you eating like that ?"
He turned over with a sneered look "Because if I get sticky, lord knows what other kind of fruit cake soap you'll wash me up with."
As they ate, Lydia brought up a very interesting subject. "Are you able to transform into anything ?"
Beetlejuice smirked at her. "I'm the ghost with the most, I can do anything, but you know the rules…" holding up three fingers "three times."
Lydia sighed, but this simple thing she was about to ask, would test the waters of friendship. "I would like to invite you go to the movies today."
He held a skeptical look. "It's a chick flick, isn't it ?"
"No BJ…it's a horror film, it's called 'Fright Night Two'."
Beetlejuice didn't mind seeing a movie, in fact, that's what he watched on lazy days. "Sure why not."
"But there's a catch." Lydia stated.
He rolled his eyes. "O-kay…what is it ?"
She knew this was pushing it, but went for it anyway. "You have to transform into a teenage girl."
Beetlejuice was taken aback. "What ?" holding his hands defensively "Not only do I get to smell like a fruit cake, I have to be one too ?"
"Let me explain."
He fanned his hand in a sarcastic glide. "Well go on, out with it."
Lydia sighed. "There's two girls in school, they are the only ones who are nice to me, and they even helped me study for some test. They invited me to the movies, and I said I would go."
"And do they know you're planning on bringin' a friend."
Lydia showed a small smile. "They said I could."
Beetlejuice sighed. "I can change into anything, but being a cunt is a different story."
"I knew I was pushing it."
He leaned to her. "Look, Babe….I would love to see some Living Realm cinema, but not like that ok. You just go with your school friends, I'll be here waiting."
Lydia showed a small smile. "Thanks BJ." then she looked over to him "Don't scare my Dad."
"Yeah, yeah…I know."
2pm, Movie House.
Lydia sat across from the movies waiting on her friends.
"Hi Lydia." waved a short read head, wearing coke bottle glasses.
Lydia smiled. "Oh hi, Prudence."
"Lydia…" called a tall girl with long brown hair, and braces. "I'm glad you decided to join us."
"Thank you Bertha."
"Where you able to bring a friend ?" asked Prudence.
Lydia stalled in thought. "Well I asked and she's…she's"
"She's standin' right behind ya."
They all turned to the voice…A girl who stood a little shorter than Bertha. She has pale skin, blonde pony tail, wearing a white blouse with a black embroidered beetle stitched on the side, long black skirt, and black combat boots. She extended her hand to shake. "I'm Betty."
Prudence smiled as she shook her hand. "Hi Betty."
Then Betty held a hand for Bertha to shake, but was taken aback by Betty's ghostly look…but even though she was creeping out, she shook Betty's hand to be polite.
"Let's go to the movies !" Prudence cheered.
Inside the movie lobby, Bertha and Prudence waited in line for snacks, while Betty leaned against a pinball table.
Lydia leaned beside her and whispered. "Is it really you BJ ?"
"No, it's Marilyn Monroe."
She sneered at her ghostly friend. "Smart ass."
Betty grinned. "Thank you…" rubbing her fingers on herself "I do try."
"Ready for the show ?" Prudence asked with a hand full of snacks as she approached them.
As they walked toward the movie door, Lydia also notice something about Beetlejuice…as Betty, she didn't have dark black circles around her eyes. "It looks good on you." Lydia whispered.
Betty turned to her. "What ?"
"My plum color eye shadow."
Betty pointed to her. "Don't start with me."
"And my crimson lip gloss."
Betty snorted in response.
Lydia pointed to her black skirt. "What do you have under there anyway ?"
Betty raised a brow "Would you like me to show you ?"
Lydia held her hands up defensively. "No."
"Ok then…" Betty snorted "don't ask."
Lydia pointed to her chest. "Are those real ?"
"What'd I say." Betty reminded.
"Never mind."
Betty nodded. "Ok then."
During the movie, Betty sat and watched the characters…they screamed through a blood filled hospital, running away from a vampire and a crazy mental patient who carried a gun.
"This movie sucks." Betty complained.
"Shh…" The sound came from Lydia.
Betty looked over, and saw that she's fully into the movie. "I can't believe she's buying this crap." she mumbled. "The acting sucks, the story makes no since, and the blood don't look real." leaning back in her chair "This blows."
Prudence tapped Betty on the shoulder, gaining her attention, and whispered. "Would you like some popcorn ?"
Betty grabbed a fist full of popcorn and shoved it into her mouth.
"Take your time Betty…" Prudence whispered. "I don't know CPR, I don't want you to choke."
'What difference does it make, I'm already dead.' Betty thought, but instead said "I'll try to remember that, thanks."
Ice cream shop.
After the movies, The gang sat at the ice cream shop.
"What did you think of the movie Betty ?" asked Prudence.
Betty gazed in thought. "It was…It was…"
"Betty." Lydia whispered.
"It was very interesting." Betty replied.
Prudence smiled. "What your favorite part ?"
"The ending." Betty grinned.
Prudence giggled. "Yeah, I didn't care for the movie either."
"Well, well…look who the cat dragged in."
They looked up at Claire Brewster.
"Like, forget what I said…not even a mangled cat would touch either of you to drag you anywhere."
"Why would it brother doing anything with us, when it's too busy scratching your face ?" Betty replied.
Prudence and Lydia chuckled.
Claire held a deep glare to Betty. "I have you know that my face is -"
"The best money can buy, yes I know…" Betty finished for her, then pointed "Not even God would touch you to create natural beauty, so as soon as you were born, you had immediate plastic surgery." Then Betty used her finger in a way of cutting scissors to Claire's nose "Snip, snip."
Claire held her breath and walked away.
"Bitch." Betty sneered.
Prudence smiled in awe. "Wow Betty, what a way to get rid of Claire."
Bertha sighed as Claire walked down the street.
"Yeah Betty, that was good." Lydia smiled.
Back at the Deetz home.
Lydia sat at her desk studying over her math notes.
Beetlejuice, in his normal manly state appeared, sat on a pen, looking at her write.
"Oh, hi BJ, what's up ?"
He looked at her. "Nothing…nothing at all, I'm just being nosey."
Lydia blushed at him. "Thanks for coming today, it was fun."
"Sure I guess."
Lydia leaned to her miniature ghostly friend. "No really, and don't worry…I won't tell anyone about your other personality." She removed herself from the desk, and heading to the bed. "Goodnight Beej."
"Goodnight Lyds."
Beetlejuice disappeared from the desk, and re-appeared inside the dollhouse. "Oh honey…I'm home." walking toward the Barbie-like doll.
He sat next to it. "Baby…I had one hell of a day." stroking it's face "How was your day ?"
The doll just laid there.
"Oh, you too huh."
He removed his jacket, and laid next to the doll. "Things will get better baby."
Stay tuned for chapter 4.