Feu promised himself he wouldn't cry, not this time. It was the same promise he made to himself last time the monferno found himself over the lap of Periit, his father. It would start the same every time, Periit would give Feu that horrible disapproving glare, the infernape would grit his teeth and say: "You know what to do." as he sat down, often on a large stool that he kept in his son's room for one reason. Feu would protest, saying everything he could think of to avoid what was coming. Every time Periit would simply repeat "You know what to do." If he failed to do as was expected at the third reiteration, Periit would get up, grab Feu by the arm as he begged, produce a hairbrush, and spank his son exactly fifteen times. After which he would return to the stool and repeat "You know what to do." Already near on tears, Feu would slowly lay himself over Periit's lap, both hands grabbing his father's legs in hopes of keeping them from shooting back to protect his bottom, that would only result in another fifteen spanks with the brush.
Resting his hand on Feu's back, he would frown, looking down at his son angry. "Do you think I enjoy this!?" He would growl. "Do you think I like seeing you in pain!?" He would raise his hand at that point, letting it stay in the air for a final sentence.
"Three-hundred Spankings!"