You're my child.

Summary: Jasper has been with the Cullens for fifty years, and even at that point, he doesn't like the idea of wear a lot of clothes, when he has to wear a heavy suit for school, the things take a bad path, he destroyed the suit and hurt Alice's feelings, Carlisle is not happy, what will he do to his stubborn son? WARNING: It contains disciplinary spanking of a teenage vampire. Don't like? DO NOT READ.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

I was walking home, the day at work had been hard, but after two difficult patients, I finally went home, when I was nearly in my house, I saw a shade on my left, I put in a combat position, but after three minutes, I recognize the odor, it was of one of my children, but I lost my mind. What was he doing running at this hour?

-Son- I called

There was no response.

-Son- I said again.

-Shh…. Dad, she's going to find me.

-Who is going to...?

Before I could formulate my question, a very angry Esme was standing in front me

-Where is he? - She asked

-What's happening, sweetie?

-Your younger son has been giving Alice the hope of see him wearing a suit for the graduation, but now, our young man says he doesn't like them. You know Alice, Carlisle… She is sad.

-Jasper- I called him, and looked for his aroma. –Please tell me what's happening, buddy, I'm not mad, but I will if you don't talk to me.

He appeared behind me in a second, protecting himself from Esme.

I looked at him and raise an eyebrow.

-I don't like them, Dad.

-Did you tell Alice you would wear one?

-Yes… but I didn't thought she was took it so serious.

-Son, you know Alice, everything having to do with fashion is so serious for her.

-But, Dad- He started, but I stopped him.

-You know I always support you when she wants you for wear whatever she wants, and you don't want to. But what I've heard, you have to do it, son.

-Daddy…

He never calls me 'daddy' in a normal situation, just if he wants desperately something, or his emotions are so influenced in a 'Loving Mode'

-I'm sorry, my son. But you have to, and I won't change my mind. Now, Esme… When are you going to buy it?

That's what we were discussing before he ran away.

He what? Jasper was my youngest, but my more mature, childish attitude is not like him.

-Alright, let's go home to continue with that.

-I don't want to! I will not! –Jasper yelled.

-You will, young man, and you'll because I say, now, let's go home right now, you don't have to be facing the consequences- My wife said to our son.

- But, mom…

-Do what I say, Jasper. – She told him firmly.

He sighed, and started walking back at home with his mother. I was walking behind them, and I could listen their conversation, Jasper was begging at Esme, and looking at her with 'puppy eyes'

I smiled to myself, I enjoy when Jasper is acting like this, he was so sweet and he had showed me his childish side.

When all of us came home, Alice was sitting in the couch, reading a fashion magazine, I smiled at her and she kissed my cheek.

-Hi, Dad.

-Hi, sweetheart.

I pulled away from her and looked at my wife and my son making a tantrum.

-Okay, do you have a decision?

-Yes, I think we're going to go right now, tomorrow I'll decorate a kitchen in the south of the city, and the children will go to school.

I looked up at my son, he was upset, and he lets us feel that.

-Okay, Jasper… go to your room and change your clothes, I don't think you want to go out with that dirty jacket.

Jasper went upstairs, and I move closer to Esme.

-Honey, do you really think this is a good idea?

She thought for a moment.

-Yes, I was thinking in give him the opportunity to choose, he doesn't care about what he wears, but this time is necessary, he told Alice he will wear a suit just for her, cause he love her and wants to please her, she was smiling and jumping, almost crying* for the happiness. And, as you can see, our little soldier will not do it.

I listened to her carefully, she was right when she said that he's free to choose what does he wants to wear, but he has to learn that if he says he'll do something, he have to, with more reason if it's a promise.

-Don't you worry, darling, he will.

We wait for Jasper almost twenty minutes, as I see; he won't get down by himself.

-Oh! I'm going for that boy! Right now.

She took off her ring and watch. I don't need to be Edward for know what's she thinking to do with my son.

-Esme, I'll care of him. I promise you that he'll here as fast as a vampire.

She smiled at my joke; I sighed and went to join to my stubborn child.

I knocked on his door a few times before he answered me.

-Come in.

-Hi, Jazz. – I said.

-Hi, Daddy- I forgot to mention that he uses to call me 'daddy' when he thinks he's in serious trouble.

-What's wrong with you, son? Please tell me.

-I don't like it, dad. I really don't like it; I'll do other thing, whatever Alice wants, but not that, please-

-Jazz, I know you're free to decide, and clothes are not something to fight for, son. But you not just told Alice you'll use one, you promised that to her! And you have to keep your promise.

-But, dad...

-Alright, I'll tell you what we are going to do. You'll go with Esme to buy one, you'll choose it, there are some suits really comfortable, they're almost like sleep pants, but they're elegant. What do you think?

-Daddy…

-Jazz, no more discussion.

He whimpered and nods his head once.

-And I don't want to know anything about losing the suit, or get rid of it, and you'll wear it in Alice's and Edward's graduation. Am I clear?

-Yes, Dad.

He started walking to the door, but I grabbed his wrist.

-Jazz, if something bad happens to your suit; you're going to win a trip over my knee. Okay?

-But daddy…

I shook my head once, and smacked him once at the seat of his jeans.

-Ow! Dad… What was that for? It hurts.

-No more 'buts' Jasper, I made myself clear, now I'll ask again. If something bad happens to your suit you're going to win a trip over my knee. Okay?

-Okay, dad. – He said.

I smiled at him, and hugged him gently.

-Now, let's go, young man. –I told pulling away from him.

A/N: Hi, this is my first story, as you can see; it's a discipline story, please, if you don't like it, DO NOT READ. I'll be updating soon, I hope… I'm so sorry about misspelling and grammar errors, English is not my first language, I'm from Mexico City, but I've been learning English since I was little. So, I hope you liked it.

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