I DO NOT OWN DBZ. I love Veggie-kun :3
Wiki Tarble if you don't know him. HE IS CANON.
Prince Vegeta walked through the dark hallway, following his irate father, King Vegeta. He was caught outside the castle... AGAIN. The small prince ran out of the castle often against his fathers orders. Usually he would just get scolded and sent to his room, but today was different. There was an odd gleam in his fathers eyes. Vegeta was a worried. Just a bit though. They passed by his mother who was holding his younger brother, Tarble. She looked worried and a tad bit angry. They entered his room and Vegeta sat on his bed. His father turned and glared at the young heir. "Now Vegeta, I am NOT happy with you this evening. You have escaped one too many times. And now, you must pay the consequences. King Vegeta said harshly but calm. The king walked over to the bed and Vegeta scooted back a little bit. What was he planning? He sat on the bed and picked up his tiny son. Vegeta, turning five around a month ago, was tossed over the large kings knee. "I am going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!" Vegeta squirmed but the king held him down. He pulled down his pants and underwear to reveal his bear bottom. "W-what are you doing?" Vegeta asked, his raspy voice filled with shock. "Giving you something I should have given you long ago." The first slap came down hard. "Yeow! Hey watch it- Owowowow! STOP IT!" Three more slaps came down bullet fast and painful. The prince felt tears welling up in his eyes but refused to cry. Five more came down and the prince gave a small squeak. "I order you to stop!" The King gave him another slap but stopped. "You do not order me!" He yelled and slapped again, harder this time. The five year old gasped and felt a tear go down his cheek. He wiped it away but not before 5 more rapid slaps came down on his bottom. Some more tears came down. Vegeta felt embarrassed even though it was just him and his father there. "Okay Okay! I learned my lesson! Please-OW stop!" Vegeta whined. The King responded with six hard hits. Three on each cheek. Vegeta felt more tears come down. "I'm sorry! Owwy! Daddy stop!" Vegeta was crying now. The king sent three more than lifted the little boy onto his lap. Vegeta hugged his legs and wiped a tear from his cheek. He sniffled as his dad pulled up his pants. There was silence as Vegeta let his head rest on the kings chest. It was hard as rock, but it comforted him. The king hugged him. He never does it in public, so the privacy of the princes room suited him just fine. "Sorry..." Vegeta said softly. The king chuckled and took the boys face in his hands. "You are forgiven. But if I catch you outside the castle walls again your going back over my knee." He said the last part sternly but there was softness in his voice. Vegeta nodded and yawned. The king hugged him again and set him down in his bed. "Go to sleep. You'll go on a mission with me and some elites in the morning." Vegetas eyes brightened and he nodded. He loved going on missions! Hopefully he could get a good fight there. He snuggled under the covers closed his eyes. His father patted his head and left the room. Then his mother came in and kissed him on the head. She wished him sweet dreams then walked out. Vegeta fell asleep not long afterwards. That was the last time he escaped from the castle.