Witches and Goblins
Chapter 3: My Stuff
Dean pulled into the hotel around five o'clock. He was tired, hungry, and a little drunk. His investigation had been successful on several levels. He'd gotten the cute, blonde bartenders phone number. They had a date on Thursday night; the job was going to be over by then. Dean was certain. He'd also gotten a couple of leads on the job. He couldn't wait to grab a bite to eat and see what Sam had found.
Sam barely looked up from the television when Dean walked in. He was watching a news story on the abnormally large number of recent suicides. Dean interrupted him, "Hey, I'm starving, lets get a bite to eat."
"Did you find out anything while you were in town?" His eyes focused on the television as a distraught Trent was being interviewed…. "She was looking at me, but she wasn't (sniff). She kept repeating, stay away… (Sniff)…and she was flinging her arms about… (Sniff) wildly."
The television droned on in the background as Dean filled Sam in on his findings. Since that little party there had been three deaths. All were females and all had attended the party. According to the men at the bar, the cops had no leads and seemed stumped. Everyone in town believed they were suicides. "Oh, and there was suggestion that it was mass suicides, you know like in Waco…only separate. I didn't get that part." Dean shrugged, "these small-town folk are strange. I mean, how can the claim it's a cult mass-killing when everyone is dying separate."
Sam chuckled. "Well, there is something going on here. The incantations are bogus. At least these are." Sam showed Dean the sheet of paper from Witch's Wear. "It appears this is where she ordered most of the items. The website claims to sell authentic items and apparel."
He flipped the laptop around and Dean chuckled, "I may want to order something for Halloween. It could be fun" Dean raised his eyebrows and it was obvious the tricks and treats he was hoping to receive as he flipped to the Sexy Witch items on the website.
"Dean! Come on! Where would you have it shipped? Stay focused." Sam slammed the laptop shut. Sam explained the rest of his findings. He had called Bobbie and told him about the case. "From the sounds of it, Bobbie thinks we're dealing with a Goblin. He, we, think this website is stealing items and selling them to make a profit."
"A goblin?" Dean was skeptical. "Do those exist outside of Harry Potter?"
"Yeah, they're real. Due to their appearance they stay pretty secluded. Live in forest areas. There's very little mention to them in recent times. It's suggested they became like recluses in the 1900's as they were hunted and killed at of fear."
Dean, still a little confused and hungry, "What do goblins want with pots and stuff?"
Sam sighed, "This is where it gets a little vague. Goblins have their own type of magic or spellcasting abilities. Unlike witches they don't need a demon for their power. But, they do use cauldrons and such."
"If its evil and doing the killing. Let's kill it." Dean's eyebrows furrowed, "How do we kill it?"
"We may not need to kill it. Like humans, goblin's temperaments are all a little different. Mostly they are mischievous and play pranks. A few are more devious. Those present themselves as poltergeists and such. The evidence in this case suggests, that all he wants is his stuff back."
"And if not?"
"Its mortal, we should be able to shoot it."
"Alright, let's get some food and then deal with the goblin!" Dean rubbed his hands together.
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The impala pulled up to the crooked house, parked, and turned off the lights. Sam got out and opened the trunk. Dean peered over Sam's shoulder. Sam pulled out an array of sweet treats and began opening up the individually wrapped candies. He handed Dean an assorted bag of Halloween suckers. Dean opened the bag and stuck a sucker in his mouth.
"That is for the goblin. Hurry-up and open the rest."
"The goblin likes sweets? You've got to be kidding me". Dean rolled his eyes but did as he was told.
After opening up 12 bags of candy and spreading the opened pieces around the yard. The two sat in the car and waited to see movement. After an hour of sitting, Dean became restless. "I can't stand this sitting and waiting on that thing to show up. Maybe the candy doesn't work."
"It works. We just have to wait." Sam had spent most of his time texting and checking his phone.
"Maybe this goblin craves Snickers instead of suckers." Just then a slight movement caught the brother's eyes. Just right of the car and barely in the shadows, one of the pieces of candy disappeared.
"Or maybe, he likes suckers. Ok now be very quiet. The creature will probably be invisible. That's what this is for." Sam pulled out to gallon size Ziploc baggies filled with flour. "When it gets close we need to dump the flour on him and then throw this over him." Sam held up a burlap potato bag.
"You're kidding right? You want me to dump a bag of flour on a fairy tail creature and then put it in the bag."
Unfortunately for Dean, Sam was serious. "Which do you prefer?"
Scowling; Dean grabbed the bag. "He better not bite!" He hissed at his brother.
The candies closer to the car began to levitate off the ground and then disappear. The two brothers squatted beside the car waiting until the candies a couple feet away were levitating and disappearing. Then, the two charged in the direction of a levitating candy. Sam wildly dumped the flour as Dean held out the bag. After several attempts of running in circles Dean enclosed the bag around a flour shadow. Dean's hand was bleeding slightly where the creature had attached itself.
They had caught their first goblin. Now the question was, were they going to have to kill it or would it leave peacefully.
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The bag squirmed and squealed as Dean unrelentlessly held it. "Stop moving already!"
"Let me out, let me out let me out!" A high-pitched voice came from inside the bag.
"Hey, stop!" Dean shook the bag. This disoriented the creature and it stopped moving.
"We'll give you more candy and let you out, if you'll answer a couple of questions." Sam attempted to cut a deal with the goblin.
"How do I know this isn't a trick?" The squealing voice responded.
"Its not, I swear. Hear I'll prove it." Sam picked up a chocolate tootsie sucker and stuck it into the bag. The goblin greedily grabbed it. Dean and Sam heard slurping from the bag and they looked at each other.
"Ok, give me more! Give me more!" The bag shook violently.
"Let him out." Sam instructed and Dean opened the bag.
"Are you sure?" Dean was skeptical. After all, this thing wasn't easy to catch. He didn't feel like chasing it around the yard again.
"Yes, yes! Let me out and give me food!"
The bag let a head slide out, then shoulders, then two hands reaching and flailing in search of candy. Dean looked at Sam and shrugged. He handed the goblin a box of Nerds. "Go at it." The goblin was grey/green and was a thick-skinned creature. It stood about 2 feet tall and was completely hairless. It appeared asexual. The small beady, jet black eyes searched for more food. By fair the most prominent feature was its large, pointed ears. The only clothing it was wearing was a dirty loin cloth.
After eating several pieces of candy, Sam refused to give him anymore until it provided the brothers with information. The goblin stated it was here to obtain its possessions. He was in search of his cauldron, broom, and assorted glass bottles. He hadn't meant to hurt anyone; he just needed to find out where the items were. The girls fell off the bridge on their own accord. He was quiet angry they fell off the bridge since he would then have to wait under the bridge for hours until another person crossed it. After all, the road was a dead end.
"We know where your missing items are." Sam informed the goblin.
"You do?!" He jumped up and down excitedly. "Tell me, tell me!"
Dean pointed to the house. "In there you say? Why, it's been her all along," the goblin scurried up to the house. He was too short to open the door and to short to peer into the window. So, he jumped up and down to reach the door handle until Sam opened it for him. The goblin ran into the house and began collecting his items. "This is very good! Very good in deed."
After all the items were collected, the goblin said goodbye. Sam and Dean felt sorry for the creature and gave him the remaining 5 lbs of candy. The brothers returned to the hotel believing the hunt was over.
Author's note: Thanks for reading. I'm planning on two more chapters. If you feel like reviewing, please do. I appreciate the feedback.