You and Beetlejuice, or BJ, were both very well known, though only few knew and believed y’all actually stuck together, which y’all did. Like glue. You two had always been close for what felt like forever, teaming up to cause chaos even with y’all’s differences. He… showed his friendly love… in his own special way.

As you were (doing whatever), you’d hear a familiar, very dry chuckle, and as you glanced up at the mirror in the room you were in, he was ominously behind you. Just got there, it seemed. “Whatcha doin’, babe? You just left me! I’m bored now, toots, and you’re mean.” He said as he stuck his tongue out at you, crossing his arms as he leaned up against the wall behind the both of y’all. He was something… and apparently bored already.