The House Goblin

Ha-Ha, Welcome to EERIE-EDITION #70 OF CREEPS CASTLE Kiddies!  I, your OLD SLOPCORN-SERVER, CREEPS, here to POP some more SLOPCORN for you.  Our first SICKENING-SERVING, is about a Grandfather and his Granddaughter coming face to face with...
An old man sat in a chair by a fire in a fireplace in a cabin out, in the forest of New Hampshire, back in the Winter of 1946 one day.  He smoked a cigar and read "Poems By Edgar Allan Poe".  A little girl and an old lady came into the room with plates of cookies and the old lady sat down in a chair by the fireplace across from the old man.  "Papa, Grandma and I baked some fresh oatmeal cookies!" the little girl said to the old man and he sat his book down on his lap and took a cookie from her plate.  "Well, thank you Amelia my dear" he answered her, patted her head and tasted the cookie.  "Your favorite kind of cookies, Ronald sweetheart" the old lady said to him with a smile.  "Mmm, yes indeed Cynthia and on this cold January day in winter too" Ronald answered her.  Ronald, Cynthia and Amelia all ate the oatmeal cookies together by the fire.  That evening, Amelia was sleeping in a bedroom of the cabin and something walked through one of the walls into her bedroom.  It was five-feet tall, had pointy-ears, a pointy-nose, and was dressed in a gold, red and light green nutcracker uniform except with a gold and dark green jester's cap on.  The thing was a goblin with black circles around its small, pupil less-eyes of white.  The goblin cackled in an eerie laugh with a low-pitched tone and looked down at Amelia asleep in her bed.  
Its black lips peeled-open, revealing bright-red fangs.  Amelia awoke and saw the goblin peering down at her.  She gasped and it growled in its low tone and scurried back through the wall.  In the morning, there was a pounding on the cabin-door and Ronald answered it.  There was a man out on the porch of the cabin holding a bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey.  "Now, James, what in the world are you doing here?" Ronald said to him, asking.  "Pap, Wilma and I came here for Amelia.  We're taking her home, where that little brat can be beaten!" James said to him, explaining, angrily.  "No, no, no, Son.  You both cannot have your Daughter back since you two abused her day and night.  You were bad Parents to her!!" Ronald talked to James about.  James rushed into the cabin in a hurry then passed his father.  James stormed directly into Amelia's bedroom and shook her awake by her shoulder.  "Daddy what are you doing here.  Please do not hurt me!!" Amelia said, begging him.  "Shut up Amelia girl.  You are coming back home with your Mother and I now!" James said, shouting at her meanly.  He grabbed his daughter's arm and threw her over his shoulder harshly.  She screamed in pain.  "SHUT UP YA BRAT!!!" James said to her, shouting and then swigged more of his whiskey down.  Just then, the creepy-goblin walked through the same bedroom-wall and growled lowly at Amelia's father, showing him its sharpened-fangs of red.  
Ronald ran to the doorway of Amelia's bedroom and gasped at the monster.  "WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT THING???" James shouted, looking at the goblin.  It attacked James, growling deeply and sinking its fangs deep, into the side of his face, James screaming in horror and pain.  Amelia fell off of his shoulder, onto her bed.  Amelia's grandfather saw the goblin rip its fangs out of his son's face from behind it, and the thing cover his face with its red-clawed-hand, digging them deep, into his face.  Ronald looked away, hearing the sounds of the beast's claws scrape his son's face.  He looked back to see the dead body of James fall to the floor in front of the monster.  The goblin growled deeply and walked through Amelia's bedroom wall.  Amelia jumped over the body of her father that was face down and hugged her grandfather.  They both went into the living-room by the fireplace.  Amelia's grandmother came out of her own bedroom.  "Ronald, dear, what was going on??" she asked him, worried.  "It was The House Goblin, Cynthia sweetheart.  Our Son just arrived and was going to take poor Amelia here with him.  That thing murdered James!!" he explained.  Pounding was heard once more on the door and a lady barged inside the cabin then.  "WILMA!!!" Cynthia screamed at the lady.  "Yeah, there's my Daughter Amelia!  Come to your Mother here girl now this instant!" Wilma talked meanly to Amelia.  "Your Father and I will beat you when we get back home ya little brat!" Wilma went on saying to her.  "Mama no please" Amelia cried out, saying and the fire within the fireplace blew out as the stone wall inside the fireplace mysteriously slid-open from side to side.  "Come here right now you good for nothing child!" Wilma shouted at her daughter and Amelia ran into the hole inside the fireplace.  Her mother chased her and then Ronald ran into the hole as well.  Cynthia screamed: "Amelia!  Ronald!".  
Amelia ran down a stone staircase to a tunnel which had a fire roaring in a fire pit at the end of it.  She ran to the end of the long and large tunnel by the fire pit, seeing The House Goblin seated in a stone chair across the fire pit from her.  Her mother and grandfather ran down the tunnel to her.  Wilma slapped her daughter across her face and Ronald screamed, "WILMA NO!!" at her.  The House Goblin stood up in his light-green and red nutcracker uniform, the bells on his dark-green and golden jester's cap jingled as he shook his head, growling in anger at Wilma.  Wilma gasped, looking at the monster across the fire pit and screamed.  The House Goblin leaped over the fire in its black boots, and tangled its red claws in Wilma's hair, grabbing her.  Amelia ran to her grandfather's arms and the beast took its other clawed-hand and dug it into Wilma's face, causing her to scream even more.  Both Amelia and Ronald observed it scrape its claws down her face from behind Wilma.  Wilma fell over dead and the monster growled lowly at her body.  "Thank you very much" Ronald and Amelia said to The House Goblin and it grinned at them, showing its fangs, cackling in its deep tone of voice.  The thing sat back down in its stone chair and Amelia's grandfather walked her back up the tunnel.  They returned to the hole within the fireplace and back into their living room.  The wall of the fireplace slid shut and the fire appeared in the fireplace.  Amelia and her grandparents hugged each other.  
Well, BOYS AND GHOULS, it looked like that monster wished to help Amelia and her Grandparents out, and got ALL FIRED UP about it in the end hee-hee-hee-hee!  As for James, he had to FACE IT, and that was really THE PITS for Wilma...FIRE PITS that is aha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.  That monster really BITES, but he likes GOBLIN UP his meals ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!