(back in my beetlejuice phase can you tell)

(AU: The Maitlands had a kid before their passing, aka you. you couldn’t see them when they first died but would be able to now)

When you and your parents first moved into the old, fixer-upper home, they had given you promises of a long awaited sibling. Of course, that never happened.

Only a few days after moving in, the floorboards had given out underneath your parents. You had survived, but they hadn’t. With no one else to take care of you, you had been shoved into the foster care system. You’d become self-destructive, getting into things your late parents definitely wouldn’t approve of.

And when Lydia first heard of your existence, she’d promised Adam and Barbara that she’d help. After the Beetlejuice mess, she’d done her best, since the Maitlands couldn’t leave the house. Despite being harder than she expected the task to be, she’d managed to track you down. And now, was meeting you in a graveyard, where you sat next to your parents graves. Doing her best to ease you into the whole fact that you could see your parents again, she sat down next to you.

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Hearing the gravel crunch behind you, you’d looked up from your mourning to find a girl with short black hair and a gothic style sitting beside you. She stared at the graves, before turning to look at you.

“Were you talking to yourself?” She inquired, which you felt was much too judgy for first meetings. “I come to graveyards, too. My mom died.”