A year with Krampus (for cyrusdamodred)

[ulla maya]

Emma was a 13-years old girl. She was a "technically teenager" and was very amused with that. Too amused, to be honest. Right after her birthday she suddenly became spoiled brat, who ignored everything adults talk to her, skipped classes and even tried to smoke.
Even the Christmas, her most favorite holiday didn't change it. She still loved it and even wished that it would last the whole year, despite it wasn't very "teenage" wish. To vindicate herself she brutally cursed the actor, who was playing (or Emma thought he was) Santa Clause.
The next day she woke up early and came to find her presents under the X-mas tree.

[cyrusdamodred]

This years christmas party was a total success and even though Emmas Dad couldn't remember having hired a Santa Actor one showed up...even right through their chimney. Still this oens clothes stayed perfectly clean without grime. What a pro! The whole school class was in the house that evening to make up for the single parent having to leave before she would wake up. For that reason a babysitter was hired. It was a university student called Trevor who could show pretty good marks for the job. Built like being a sportsman he had black short hair in a decend hairdress and his eyes were brown and trusting ones. Thanks to him helping to watch the horde nothing mayor could happen until Emma sat on the lap foulmouthing the poor guy behind the red coat. "Be warned little miss..." the guy meant with an insinuating voice "...apologize now or I'll send Krampus to do some corrections!" surely that had to be a joke...or revenge the way this man looked at the daughter of the house but her father let it slide. Emma had asked for it anyways.

At the next morning, all Gift packages had kinda changed in form a little. Most of the cubicle ones turned slim and long...some even shrunk while being below the tree and Trevor seemed to be in the kitchen preparing breakfast when Emma came down. It seemed kinda dark since all curtains had been closed hiding the look outside but the smell was kinda yummy that came from the kitchen. "Oh...good morning young lady." Trevor greeted once he realized she was already up. It sounded a little dunning like the tone Santa used last night. "Hope you slept well, we hae a tight schedule today..."

[ulla maya]

Emma sniffed. She liked the smell, but she wasn't going to admit it. "What is this?" she asked. "You should have waited for me and ask what to cook. What if I want something else? You are hired to look after me, not to feed me with some crap."
Presents drew her attention. What a strange shapes whose packages had! What could it be?
Emma sat at the table and swung her legs. "My schedule for today is playing videogames and opening presents. So… I'm sorry to ruin your plans, whatever they were. Oh, wait, no. I am not sorry at all."

[cyrusdamodred]

After the soon to be surprised girls rude words Trevor sighed, knowing he had hit the jackpot with this little brat. Giggling he ate those pastries himself and let Emma wait for now. "Believe me,..." Trevor said with half full mouth "...you will have a much busier day. We gonna open your packages and 'play' with your new toys until I call it quits." followed by some humms and coos cause he really liked the taste.

Stepping out of the kitchen, the babysitter glanced at the table. In one hand a bucket with a greenish slob and a spoon in there. The face of the so kind guy somehow had changed a little over night. His brows were thicker and more grim and the brown eyes also had lost their kindness. "Here, if you wanna eat something." he said and placed the bucket in front of her. The stuff inside threw some icky looking bubbles. "Oh, and if you wonder...I replaced your friends presents with some more fitting ones for you. All these are from me...ain't I nice?" this reminder had kind of a mean ring to it while the guy bared a single sharp fang in the right corner of his mouth.

[ulla maya]

"Erm…" Emma didn't know what to say. The guy acted so strangely. And, what was the worst, it kinda scared her. As if he meant something bad for her, and some part of Emma knew it, although another part refused to understand what is going on.
"What is this, your snivels?" she asked, putting the bucket aside. "I'm going to call my father and tell him that you are trying to feed me with… those…"
She didn't want to waste any time. She had presents waited for her. Of course, she was going to get the real ones too. But for now she didn't care whose presents were lying under the tree. Emma took the first one, unwrapped it and…
"W-what is that?" she asked looking at it.

[cyrusdamodred]

This wassupposed to happen thanks to his earlier disguise and for that Emma's reaction still was kinda calm. Most adults might have been laughing at her comment about the food though Trevor stayed stern. "Its protein, vitamins and minerals as well as fibres. Just doesn't have any looks or much taste on it. Thats gonna be your meals for the next time." was a rather calm explanation even after her threat. At least she didn't toss the bucket at the wall or something...some had reacted that way in the past.

Following her slowly to the first package, a grin formed on the Babysitters face while he watched her unwrap it. The package was rather long and not too thick and what had been inside was carefully stashed in a box. "Read it and you know..." was the short introduction Trevor gave on it...that nice bathtub brush on a long handle made of beech tree had burned in the back of its head 'Emma's Butt Tamer' in big black letters. "...its your second appointment for today and the rest of the week. We open another one in a few days or if your naughty. They are all especially for your behind my dear." curious about Emmas reaction now, Santa's helper waited leaning at a wall and watching.

[ulla maya]

"Is this supposed to be some kind of joke?" Emma asked. She looked at the bathbrush. Touched letters. She was sure Trevor couldn't just buy it. So he prepared for that? "You pervert!" Emma said with anger. She threw the bathbrush away, aiming at Trevor. "That's enough, I'm going to call my father," she said. "You ruined Christmas! Stole my presents and put that," Emma nodded at wrapped gifts, full of "things for her behind." She didn't want to know, what's inside. Nothing good – that's for sure.

[cyrusdamodred]

With a bit of surprise, only a quick jump to the side saved Trevor from being hit by the implement. "Its no joke. You ruined your own christmas over the whole last year." the guy tried to ensure she got the picture while drawing something long out of his pocket...seemingly too long and thick for it. It was a scroll about as wide and long as a grown up forearm.

The babysitter didn't hold her or stop her to try and get Daddy. That person was long gone and off to another city. Besides...who said they still were in her home? That would be a surprise more hard to take than her punishment maybe.

"Foulmouthing people you should have respected, bullying other kids, stealing from neighbours garden, lying about bad things you did and let another kid get spanked for it, staying up past bedtime and sneaking out of your home at night...boy if I wanna read all these it'll take weeks!" the hidden punisher went after Emma telling her of some things she had done to deserve a very good spanking...surely after picking up the bathbrush and carrying it along below the arm.

[ulla maya]

The telephone network was dead. Emma tried to dial up her father again and again, but the result was the same. "Fuck!" she said putting the phone aside. Trevor scared her more and more. There was no way he could have that scroll without her seeing it stinking out of his pocket. And the list he was reading… Every word in it was true. But how could he know it? She always managed to slip away. She was never caught red-handed.
Emma saw the man coming to her holding the bathbrush with her name on it. She backed. "Who are you?" she said without the temper she show just a minute ago.

[cyrusdamodred]

Trevor totally ignored her question while trying to lead her to a corner...a place where she couldn't slip away too easy. "Ah, the final misdeed...foulmouthing the old man right at point blanc. He's such a boyscout. Bet Santa wanted to make sure I got the right target." it slipped past his lips. Resting the scroll on the desk aside the phone the man disguised as Trevor grabbed at his other arm of the vest he was wearing, swinging it above his head in a classy and cool gesture.

After the few seconds the figure was hidden, everything changed. Now Trevors head had small pointy horns and his eyes were burning red, the before well cared for hair had gone to long bristles giving the guy a more wild look. Even his fingernails were replaced to thick black claws and brown fur was to see from his shirt. "Merry Christmas little Emma. May I introduce myself?" the creature chuckled "I am...Krampus!" emphasizing a bit on his name, a few moments of total silence followed before he added "Your mine to correct the next 365 days."