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"Hey, Guys!!" Adam called. The Them looked at their leader.
"What?" Brian said. They had no idea what Adam was planning. He didn't really say anything until now. Pepper and Brian paused their game of sword fighting, and Wensleydale looked up from his book. "I have this amazing idea to summon a demon!"
"A Demon?" Pepper questioned and continued, "Weren't you the Anti-Christ at some point?"
Oh yeah, forgot to tell you that Adam gave back their memories of the Not-Pocalypse. Adam sighed but carried on, "Pepper, I told you to let go of that! I'm not a demon anymore. Well, not really. I just have cool powers." The Them shrugged in agreement. Nothing happened yet with Adam, he didn't unleash all of hell at them.
"Alright! Let's do it!! I wanna see another demon!" Brian bursts out, suddenly very excited.
"Alright, we just have to say Beetlejuice three times in a row and if we want him to get out, we can simply say his name again three times," Adam instructed looking at the Them who was all nodding in agreement. "Who wants to say his name three times?"
"NOT IT!" Pepper shouts.
Brian followed, "NOT IT!"
"I don't think demons are rea-"
"Not it!" Adam interrupted. Wensleydale was quite scared but cursed himself for not saying Not it instead. "Fine, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice." Wensleydale braced himself, and so was the rest of the gang. Nothing really happened-
"HI THERE!"
The Them screamed. And the figure behind Adam laughed. His voice was like it was taken over by a lot of cigarettes. Like, a LOT.
"Who are you?" Adam said to the man in front of him. His hair was like it was dyed green, his eyes were a tint of yellow, he was filthy. His scruff of a beard is a bit green, and he smells. Ew. He even wore an entire suit and shirt that was all striped with black and white.
"Didn't you say my name three times kid?" he grinned, showing his teeth. Does he even have teeth? Thank god it's a fanfic.
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"Something's wrong." Crowley perked up. He was sitting on Aziraphale's sofa in the new bookstore. "What's wrong, my dear?"
"Someone summoned a demon."
"Crowley, my boy. How could you have possibly known that?"
"I can feel it." as he said those words, a laugh came into his head. "Oh god, he's chaotic. Angel, we gotta go." He rushed up to his feet and held out a hand for Aziraphale. "Go? Go where?" the angel hastily put down the book, seeing Crowley like this, he knows something is wrong.
"It's Adam and his friends."
"Adam? The Anti-Christ?"
"Yes, the Anti-Christ, angel. We gotta go!" The Two rushed out of the bookshop and got into the Demon's Bentley. The two came into the Bentley; Crowley, obviously the driver, and Aziraphale in the passengers' seat. "My dear, I know you're worried, but answer me this. Who is this Demon?!"
Crowley sighed, "Beetlejuice."
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"So you're Beetlejuice?" Pepper said.
"Yes, I am Pep. Now, why did you all summon me? I was in the middle of helping Lydia, with some issues." He was sort of infuriated. At a time right now, Lydia needs him.
"W-We wanted to summon a demon." Wensleydale stuttered. Terrified that this man just came out of nowhere without notice. "Oh! So you wanted to summon a demon yeah? Why not say someone else's name?"
"I only knew about you" Adam spoke up, Beetlejuice looked at him confused, until he realized who he was talking to. "Adam? Adam Young?"
"Yeah, how do you know my name?"
"The Anti-Christ?"
Adam sighed, he didn't want to do this now. Just as he was about to say that he wasn't the antichrist anymore, the group heard footsteps running towards them.
"BEETLEJUICE!!" Crowley yelled and ran up to the group, Aziraphale running behind him, out of breath. "What in Heaven are you DOING HERE?!"
"Crowley!! My old pal!"