Disclamer: I do not own the Twilight series

This is pre-twilight, so no Bella

A/N: This is a discipline spanking story so if you don't like it, don't read it!

Jasper's POV:

"I cannot believe you boys! You know better!" Carlisle lectures angrily as he drags Emmett and Edward to his office by their arms. I follow right behind him with my head bowed. I know we're in hot water, and the last thing I want to do is upset Carlisle more than he already is. Edward and Emmett don't have the same outlook on our situation, though.

"I didn't do shit! It was all Emmett!" Edward protests as he yanks against Carlisle's grip. Carlisle's fingers simply wrap tighter around Edward's bicep.

"That's a God damn lie and you know it!" Emmett hisses back.

"Watch your language!" He scolds them both.

We finally reach the office, and Carlisle lets go of Edward's arm. He opens the door and pulls Emmett in front of him. He doesn't hesitate in whooping his ass. Emmett simply clenches his jaw and takes it.

"All three of you know better. I expect more out of you!" Carlisle says. Emmett grumbles something under his breath, and Carlisle quickly turns him around so they're face to face. Carlisle keeps his composure when he speaks to Emmett, but we all know it's more of a challenge for Emmett to repeat himself than it is anything else. "What was that?"

"Nothing." Emmett scowls.

"Nothing, what?"

"Nothing sir." Emmett replies, glaring at Edward. Again, Carlisle spins him around. He lands three more hard smacks to the seat of Emmett's jeans, then gives him a slight push into the office.

"Edward." Carlisle looks over at Edward and gestures for him to come over with a curl of his finger. Edward stays where he is with his arms crossed over his chest. "Edward, do not test me. Come over here now."

"I didn't do anything!" Edward huffs.

"I saw what happened, Edward!"

"It wasn't my fault!"

Carlisle clenches his jaw and within a blink of an eye, he grabs Edward, pulls him over to the door and starts busting his ass just like he did with Emmett. Unlike Emmett, Edward doesn't hold still. He moves his hips in a pathetic attempt to avoid Carlisle swats. It's all in vain, though. Carlisle hits his mark every time.

"This is so unfair!" Edward whines.

"Be quiet and stay still!" Carlisle demands. Edward doesn't listen to Carlisle's verbal communication, but he definitely was listening to Emmett's mental communication.

"Screw you, Emmett!" He hisses into the office. Emmett growls back, and Carlisle gives Edward an extra hard smack in response.

"Stay out of his head, Edward!"

I shift awkwardly on my feet. Edward's punishment is lasting longer than Emmett's, and it's no secret that it's all self-inflected. Finally, Carlisle lands the final three smacks and gives Edward the same gently push into the office with Emmett. I step forward as soon as Edward takes a few more steps into the office. Carlisle lets out a sigh.

"Thank you for taking responsibility, Jasper." He says in a calmer voice. I give him a slight nod before he turns me around and start busting my tail. I close my eyes, grit my teeth and take it. With my jeans still on, his smacks are slightly softened, but not enough to keep the sting away.

"You started this." Edward growls under his breath to Emmett.

"Edward," Carlisle pauses for a moment and shoots a warning look into the office. A second later his attention is back on me and the palm of his hand is back against my ass. It's only three smacks, though, and soon he nudges me into the office as well.

"Carlisle, he-" Emmett starts to say, but Carlisle uses his firm warning look to quiet him.

"I don't want to hear what excuses any of you have come up with," He says with his finger pointed at us.

"But Carlisle, it wasn't my fault!" Edward complains.

"Edward, do not give me any lip." Carlisle responds. His look is still in his upset father mode. "I am so disappointed with all three of you. You know better. Now, I'm leaving the three of you down here for a few moments, and I better not hear any fighting or I'll come back down and not wait to bust your tails. Understood?"

"Yes sir." I nod quickly. Edward and Emmett just glare at each other.

"Emmett, Edward!" Carlisle snaps at them. They both look over to him and grudgingly nod. Carlisle turns on his heal and heads to the door, but pauses in the doorway. "Remember what I just told you. No fighting."

He shuts the door and the tension in the air is as thick as can be. We can hear Carlisle's footsteps going through the basement and up the stairs. As soon as the door above the steps are closed, Emmett starts his complaining.

"Great! Now I'm stuck with you two in this nasty ass basement!"

I sigh and lean against the wall. Everyone hates this new house. It only has three bedrooms upstairs, which means someone had to take the basement bedroom. It caused a lot of arguing, so Carlisle and Esme took it just to stop the bickering. The basement bedroom is the largest, but it smells damp and dusty even though we all worked hard at scrubbing it clean. The office was originally the laundry room, so Carlisle's desk is right in front of a washer and dryer. It's hard for him to get anything down when we're coming in and out of his space with our clothes. The living room is tiny, there is only one bathroom with a shower, and the property is the smallest piece of land that Carlisle has ever purchased. The woods off of the property only houses small animals, so hunting is not fun anymore. Basically, everything about this place sucks, and it's my fault that we had to move here.

"And do you really think I'm happy to be stuck with you?" Edward shoots back.

I groan and slide down the wall until I'm sitting on the floor. Being stuck together down here will probably result in a war that Maria's army couldn't even handle.

So here's a new story. What do you guys think? Any thoughts of what the boys did to get in so much trouble?