Ella was best friends with Casper she offended visited him he liked that she came over all the time. His uncle's Fatso, Stinkie and Stretch hated that a human came over. Kibosh came over one day while Ella was visiting he saw her he got angry. Ella saw him and tumbled in fear.
" Casper who is this?" Kibosh asked in a growl and Ella started crying
" This is Ella she's eight years old." Casper said a little bit scared for his friend and Kibosh glared at her
Ella covered her head as he came toward her, her birth certificate showed, Father: Stretch Robert McLaren, Mother: Alexandra Annabell McLaren and child name: Ella Elizabeth McLaren. Ella had buries on her and she looked back up Kibosh was shocked. Casper held out his hand she reached for it and then the door opened.
" ELLA!" Vince yelled and Ella shook in fear
" Uncle Vince." Ella said in a low whisper, he went up to her and grabbed her
" What are you doing here you little brat?" Vince said as Ella tried to get his hands off her neck and he growled
" Am sorry." Ella cried then he threw her and Stretch showed himself then scared Vince out of the house
Casper went to his friend quickly and she was crying saying sorry. Then she saw Fatso, Stinkie and Stretch she sniffed as Stretch gently got her in his arm's.
" Ella how long has he been doing this to you?" Casper asked what her father was thinking and she looked up with green teary eyes
" Ever since I was five." Ella sniffed and Stretch held his daughter close to him
" Sweetie my brother Fatso is gonna take you to your new room, you are not going back to that man ever." Stretch said as Ella smiled and hugged him
" Thank you." Ella whispered as Fatso picked her up and carried her to her room
Fatso came back down after putting his niece in the bed and Kibosh left. Casper looked at his three uncle's and Stretch sighed.
" Vince is related to Ella because he is Alexandra's brother but I will make me the guardian since we can turn human." Stretch said as they all turned human and Stretch went to Vince's place
" So your alive come to take your brat, go ahead take her Alexandra should have never had her and married you." Vince said as Stretch almost lost his temper and glared at Vince
" You will never lay a hand on my daughter again or see her again, Alexandra loved me and if I knew before I died I had a daughter I would have come back her to kick your. $&." Stretch said as Vince sneered and Stretch left his home going back home
Casper and Ella were playing, Casper was back to normal his blond hair and blue eyes, a green shirt and blue jeans with red tennis shoes. Ella looks more like Stretch then Alexandra, she had Alexandra's black hair, Alexandra's eyes, Stretch's, face and ears Stinkie had Brown hair, Brown eyes and he was dressed in the clothes he died in. Fatso had Brown hair and eyes, his yellow shirt, with his blue jeans and shoes. Stretch looked at himself he hair his brown hair, Brown eyes, he wore a blue shirt with jeans and shoes.
Ella looked at him with a smile but he knew he had to tell her the rules and the punishments. He told her to come to him along with his brothers and Casper. He sat down and put her on his lap.
" Ella am your father there are rules and punishments but we will never abuse you like your uncle, rule one: No yelling, rule 2: no lying, rule three: no breaking anything in the house, rule four: no disrespecting anyone or disobeying and rule number five: we are here to protect you not hurt you now the punishments are a spanking, grounding and a mouth wash if you say something naughty." Stretch said looking at his daughter and she blinked back tears
" Are you really my daddy, Uncle Vince said you were dead." Ella asked as Stretch sighed and held her close
" Yes sweetie I am your daddy and I'll never leave you I promise." Stretch said as Ella smiled and hugged him
" I love you papa." Ella said as he kissed her head and carried her room after dinner
He tucked her in then read her a bedtime story until she fell asleep. He smiled at his little girl then went to bed, Casper was asleep so was Fatso and Stinkie.
