Lydia stood in the middle of the room, she felt a bit awkward only being here with a demon.

"So, what now?" She asked quietly, wrapping her arms around herself. Beetlejuice gave her a smiled as he placed his hands on his hips.

"I can show you some scare tactics. We can scare the shit out of everyone that steps foot in this place!" He yelled in excitement. "Maybe even kill?" BJ chuckled but Lydia stopped him before it could go any farther.

"No! No killing. Speaking of that, is my dad okay? Are The Maitlands okay? Curse me for saying this but, is Delia okay?" Lydia looked up at the demon and waited for an answer, hoping it was something not deadly. Beetlejuice groaned in annoyance and crossed his arms.

"Yes, your Dad and Debra are perfectly fine. No one is dead, and I simply put the Newlydeads right back in the attic where they belong. So you can talk to them anytime you want or whatever." He grumbled, he hated the thought of him actually being a good person. It's been years since someone was nice to him so why would he return the favor? Well, Lydia was pretty great so he might as well make the effort.

"Huh, didn't know you were a softie?" Lydia smirked at him, she looked him up and down as she placed her hands on her waist. Beetlejuice scoffed and let out a loud groan before he stood up straight.

"Listen here, Missy. I am a lot of things, but I am not a softie! You want me to kill them? I'll kill them!" Beetlejuice yelled, Lydia shook her head and laughed at him.

"I obviously don't, but since you asked. I would actually enjoying scaring the shit out people, let's do it!" Lydia smiled, if she was going to be free she was going to go all out! She was going to live by her own rules! She was going to do whatever she wanted and no one was going to stop her. And with Beetlejuice by her side, she would make sure of it.

"Wow, for a 15 year old you're really into this." Beetlejuice chuckled, throwing an arm over Lydia. She simply shrugged at his comment.

"What can I say? I'm mature for my age." She wiggled her eyebrows before letting out a loud laugh.

"Ooh, nice! Well this is going to be a bit hard considering you don't have ghost powers. You can be the set up! Say kid, how good of an actor are you?" BJ gave her an innocent smile as he laid his head on her shoulder. Lydia backed away, not wanting to be touched by him. As thankful as she is he was still pretty gross looking.

"I like to believe I'm pretty good. I once got the comedic relief in our 6th grade play. Well, that's probably because the comic relief was depressed and a goth...and really dark and brooding- okay now I'm kind of offended." Lydia thought back to the producer of their play, he was kind of a bitch.

"Huh, okay? But what I need you to do is trick these living dull idiots into coming in. Then I can make them shit their pants! Aw, this is going to be awesome!" BJ's teeth showed as he smiled, Lydia shuddered and fanned the air.

"Yo when is the last time you brushed your teeth?"

"Pfft- who brushes their teeth after they die? That's weird. There's no need!" Beetlejuice shook his head in disappointment, his smile disappearing.

"The Maitlands still brush their teeth." Lydia replied, still looking away from the rotten teeth.

"Well, they're stereotypical white people Lydia. They're different. Plus The Maitlands suck! They have no idea how to live life and nor are they scary whatsoever. They suck at being ghosts and they also sucked at life!" He soon felt a pottery vase smash against his head, he turned around and spotted a blonde running upstairs to the attic. Lydia couldn't help but burst into laughter at this.

"Oh my god! Nice one Barbara!" As Lydia yelled this, a slight giggle was heard. Beetlejuice was unhappy, he raised his hand ready to unleash his wrath. Lydia quickly grabbed his arm in panic.

"No, no! You can't do that. She hit you with a vase, you were about to literally kill her a second time. You have to learn to chill, beetleman."

"Like, Be More Chill? God, even though the author adores it, I hated that musical! 'Aww, my name is Jeremy! I'm so in love with Christine, so I'm going to ruin everyone's lives to get with her!' And plus," Beetlejuice was suddenly in a red hoodie covered with pins.

"Michael deserved better. Jeremy was totally gay for him, his two moms would've been proud." BJ chuckled, snapping himself back into his own black and white suit.

"Could you stop breaking the fourth wall for five fucking seconds?" Lydia grabbed him by the collar, shaking him back and forth. She soon let him go and shook her head in disappointment, everyone was disappointed today.

"Maybe I shouldn't have said your name. You're getting kind of annoying, if you don't tame yourself I might just go get my dad and--" BJ cut her off by pulling her into a hug.

"NO! NO, NO, NO! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE WE CAN MAKE THIS WORK! DON'T TAKE THE KIDS!" Beetlejuice cried, falling to the floor. Lydia huffed, she couldn't help but smile a bit.

"Fine, I won't leave! Just let me go!"

He obeyed her order, unwrapping his arms that were formerly around her. She stood up and tapped her foot thinking about what to say next. BJ looked up at her, still laying on the ground, excitingly waiting for another order to obey.

"Anyway, about this whole ghost scaring thing. We should get started!" Lydia smiled, eagerly wanting some of that scaring action.

"But no one's at the door." BJ mumbled only to be surprised by a ring at the door bell.

"Welp, now there is!"