Cake

Greetings kiddies, I see you have come HACK to my CASTLE eh?  This SLIME, I am baking a cake.  It would be absolutely to DIE for, if I wasn't already DEAD hee-hee-hee!  In fact, this shriek's tale, is about a baker, who finally gets to finish his CREEPY-CONFECTION...
Back in 1875, in New England, an old woman walked to a graveyard.  She sat down on the ground, before a grave which read, "R.I.P. BENJAMIN D. EDWARDS 1784-1874" on it.  "Hello Father, I want you to know that I have made your bakery shop quite successful and I hope you are quite proud of me and your Grandchildren.  They work hard in it each day" she said, looking at the tombstone.  She held a small bunch of blue flowers and placed them by the tombstone, leaving.  
That evening, as the full moon rose up in the cold, night-sky, the old woman was in a house, in the kitchen.  "That ham dinner smells mighty good Isabelle!" an older lady and old man told her, coming into the kitchen.  "Thank you Mother and Henry darling" Isabelle replied, smiling.  "I remember your Father was decorating a cake, when he suddenly died!" Isabelle's mother told her.  "He never got to finish decorating it" she finished.  
The front door creaked open and slammed shut.  Slow footsteps moved through the hallway, towards the kitchen.  Henry drank a glass of wine and said: "someone is here".  The oil-lamps blew out in the kitchen and Henry grabbed a lit-candle, as a tall figure entered the kitchen.  Shining the candle on it, the figure was a corpse, in a ragged-suit, dirt-covered, with worms squirming in its eye sockets.  The zombie was also a rotting skeleton and it held a vanilla cake, topped with red-slime oozing over it, on a platter.  Everyone screamed.  "It is I, Benjamin.  Isabelle, Henry and Mary my dear, I have finished the cake I started in my bakery when I died!!" the zombie moaned in a rotted-voice.  
Looks like ol' Benjamin was quite DEAD-ON with his baking ha-ha!  Well, I guess that SCREAM-STORY just TAKES THE CAKE eh?  Well, SCARE to try my own cake kiddies?  It's quite the CONFECTIONSCARY Ha-Ha-Ha!!