Days later Krampus made a special visit to a special house on his list; the kids and parents that had for many years been missed. The monster hoped for some hint of redemption but expected to see none. He hunted through the trash for evidence, even more angry when he was done. Candle carousel angels picked out and thrown with the junk, peering in he saw the now unheavenly toy spinning on a trunk. Krampus watched not knowing what to do; it would take some time for his vengeance to be through.
Krampus clawed at the windows menacing the kids, in terror looking outside, Krampus cast only a shadow monstrously whilst he hid. Later scrapping glass with hideous huge claws, children fled in horror waking parents to inform the law. The Beast disappeared for a moment; hoping their mad parents would do his work. But these were the sort that didn't spank bad children, you know the type, jerks. Well tucked in with water, told it was only dreams; Krampus smiled in their windows delighting in their screams. They made Dad check for prowlers all through the yard. Krampus left a present that Daddy stepped in runny not at all hard. Garden hose washing his foot proved to be a chore, He didn't notice our monster slipping in the door. The next morning the house was a mess, Krampus had out done himself but it was only a start I must confess. Stockings were filled with gifts no one liked, the monster had disassembled the kids new riding bikes. Krampus sat on the pillows without any shorts. It would give you pink eye and probably warts. Then he stopped up the sink and let the water run. He saw it once in a movie and thought it would be fun. He places a fair angel at the top of the tree, a dazzling heavenly beauty for all to see. To the carousel Krampus returned the angels rescued from the trash. Finally leaving he threw open the door with a crash.
Even with lessons some folks don't learn and sooner than later another visit was earned. Krampus again waited deep in the night, to catch the family in solstice eve’s delight. This time he took the chimney breaking it apart, then bursting in like Santa only evil and dark. The fire cracked with a bright Krampus plume then burning logs flew into the room. Idunn watched from the sidecar of the cycle outside; using a few blankets to keep warm and hide. She laughed at the screams emitting from the home and the cracks and crunches of Krampus breaking their bones. She wasn't vicious or at all mean, but she rooted for Krampus she was part of his team. She didn't really understand what it was she saw, but cheered for the monster with a giant foam paw.
Krampus cackled grabbing the boy, taking a bite for his ear with pugilistic joy. Next he grabbed the girl caning her ass, this year she had been a bitchy condescending young lass. Daddy was punched and knocked out his wind; Mommy took a switch right in the end. Their phone list at last Krampus took, to visit their friends according to the book. Lastly Krampus set up a manger then strolled out the door, after all it was the reason Christmas was for. Again in the yard Krampus places a Christmas scene; with Jesus in nativity all glowing in saintly sheen. Mary and Joseph stood nearly four foot tall. Hand carved by Krampus not the crap you get at the mall. The beast was Bavarian and woodwork in his soul. Even Santa elves would be proud of his toil. Lights shone like a beacon calling onlookers there. To wonder at the jolly house and the Christmas in the air. He stole a donkey and a couple of merry pigs, corralling them in the yard quit impressive digs. Idunn helped with the outside manger scene. Then she and Krampus road off after making sure they were not seen. Hopping on his bike and kick starting with a jerk, the neighbors would soon behold their work. Fleeing the scene the monster smiled proud tearing off with the motor running loud. Krampus made sure to get her back to her bed. Approving of her work with a pat on the head.
Krampus held a few managers in a hole for a few weeks. It was dark with spiders and long ago started to reek. The monster whipped them every few nights, those the only moments they saw light. In a meeting they decided no party for the Yule, the reason; the economy had been very cruel. Wisely giving themselves a raise for all the money they had saved. None thought of spending their own dime. The workers would understand, they would be fine. They denied a small Christmas thanks, a crime Krampus thought rank. This wasn't charity it was earned and Krampus's monstrous fury burned. The Beast rounded up the villains. Lashing entitled asses until blood was spillin. One soiled himself for which Krampus took a kidney, mailing it overnight to a dialysis patient in Sydney. Some nights the monster tied one to the rack, other times he beat one in a sack. But every night taking time to explain the cause and reason for their pains. Those who worked hard seldom received thanks, all while these scum moved up through the ranks. Their rise was on others backs; people with skill something all of them lacked. The beast told Christmas was already earned in the year. It was already due he shouted in their ears. Krampus grabbed a fat one by the tie and decked him hard in the eye.
Every now and then Idunn came along, Krampus let her swing the whip but she wasn't very strong. Even the captives thought it was cute, a nice reprieve from the brute. She was too little to crank the rack, even to see she had to ride on Krampus back. The monster worried a little the girl may go bad, boy Santa would be really mad. But he was happy and didn't worry of lists and continued lancing the evil managers like infected cysts. Krampus always made sure Idunn was safely home, and then returned to his backyard to argue with the dog over a bone. The worst of his work he saved when the girl was away. That's when the beast really got to play. Breaking arms and cracking ribs; even forcing them to listen to music of the brothers Gibb. He saved most scorn for one named Rajesh a petty tyrant who said his team thought he was the best. The bastard risked his neck for none always looking out for number one. He would never have thanked even when due, that piece of crap went into Krampus's stew. The rest he released after much beating. Some he even forced them to partake in the stew eating. They ran home looking over a shoulder all the way and did better at Christmas the rest of their days.