When Lydia Deetz summoned Beetlejuice in anger, she didn't know what to expect. Her entire plan turned out wrong that night. Everyone seemed to enjoy getting possessed by actual ghosts, treating it as if it were a joke. A money-making joke to dance and celebrate about. It made her sick. She had her doubts when she stood on the dining table and called out his name, sensing him materialize right by her side. She hesitated until she saw her own father kiss Delia, a woman he dared to replace her dead mother with. At that point, the third call rumbled out of her mouth in a natural scream that didn't hold back.
"BEETLEJUICE!"
Then all hell broke lo
For one week, he laid on his back.
Stuck.
For one week, he called for help.
No one came.
For one week, monsters cleaned his collection bare.
Left him to rot with no treasure to his name.
For one week, Tamatoa couldn’t take it anymore.
The giant crustacean took matters in his own claws surviving. He spent most of his time wiggling and moving inch by inch. His only meals were the few smaller monsters who assumed they had an advantage over him, only to be proven wrong. Eventually, the monstrous crab managed to move himself towards a couple of large trees and rock formations that were closet to the geysers. He struggled and heaved, b