Naughty Colony.

Characters belong to HidekazHimaruya.

*Warning* this story contains spanking of children and some British slur. So don't like, don't read. Just press that back button and never return. * Evil laugh*

By the way, I am quite aware that Americans didn't talk with slur in the 1700s (Sup, wanna, watchcha and dude) but you must remember this how Alfred talks, even in the anime he says "Awesome" when he is a colony.

Notes:

This is regular text, like speech. Ex: "Hello!"

This is thought or writing.

Caps regular writing is scolding/yelling and actions that affect the story. Ex: SLAM! Lee fell to the ground but refused to stay there.

Underlined notes are author's notes like these above.

Thanks HylianHeoine2

USE OF HUMAN NAMES AND COUNTRY NAMES! (IT ALTERNATES PEOPLE)

Told from Arthur's (England's) point of view.

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I sat in my favorite chair, my tea was just right and the smell of baking scones filled the room. It was calming my senses, until the brat walked in.

"Hey Arthur, sup with you?" Alfred asked. I could not help but feel my blood boil at the way he tainted my language.

"Alfred, One, it's "what is up", not sup." "Second, can you not see I'm busy today?" I said.

"Uh no, all I see is you eatin' scones and drinking that brown sludge." He said making my eyebrow twitch.

"Its tea you brat, and I am very busy." I said rubbing my temples. "Why don't you play with Matthew today?"

"Cuz, he is with Francis today." "An you told me to stay away from him." Alfred said. I swear on the Queen's name he talks like that on purpose.

Fine, but why on earth would you want to play with me? I said sipping the last of my tea and taking the dishes to the sink.

Your fun to play with. Alfred said eyes sparkling.

Well, we are going to play what I want, ok? I said waiting for his reaction.

"No!" "I wanna play something other than "Gardening" and "Cleaning"!" Alfred said stamping the ground.

I rubbed my temples again, it was always like this. Alfred would interrupt me and demand we play, then when I suggest something he throws a fit, sometimes I do not know what to do with him.

"Alfred F. Jones, You will play those, you were the one who wanted to play." I said taking his ear and dragging him outside.

"Let go old man, I'm too old to be grabbed by the ear." He said swatting at my hand. I spun him around and gave him a dose of his own swatting earning a yelp from my colony.

"Oww, Arthur that hurt." He said but quit struggling.

I smirked at him, "You are never too old to be punished." "Remember that little boy."

"Now, you wanted to play so get to it." I said pointing at my rosebushes. They needed desperate trimming.

"But Arthur, this is work not play!" He said again muttering under his breath as he went to the shed.

I sighed, "It's play for adults, you keep blathering on about how you're an adult and that I should treat you like one."

"This isn't what I mean." Alfred said.

I rolled my eyes, sometimes I wanted to wring his little neck but he was my son so I couldn't. Oh bother.

"I'm going to the water closet, I expect you to be working when I get back." I said walking back to the house ignoring the quiet comment from him.

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I finished my business and began pondering life as I washed my hands. "Why couldn't Alfred be like Sea land or Seychelles?" I thought to myself. "You know good and quietly obeying my every command."

You know I was once a pirate, terror of the seven seas, conquering all four corners on the world. Now I'm a babysitter.

"I should have chose Matthew." I huffed out. "Curse you Francis."

I walked back out and I swear on all the bloody tea in England that my jaw hit the ground.

All of my roses were cut down to the root and even some of the roots were pulled out.

"ALFRED!" I hollered. Oh, that boy was soon to be dead, if I ever caught him he would wish that I never found him in the plains of the new world.

I scanned the garden; the only movement was the dead leaves rolling in the wind.

"Fairies." I said calling them.

My helpers, that Alfred called me crazy for, appeared.

"Yes, Mister Arthur, how can we be of service?" They said all in unison.

I need you to find my naughty colony for me; he cut down my roses then hid. I said pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Ok!" They said once again and flew off. I sat down and tried to fix the flowers, at least he left my daisies alone.

I mused on the punishment I should give him, a clear act of defiance like this warrants a spanking but what implement to use. I should use the shears that he used to maul my babies.

"But that's child abuse." I said out loud. As much as I denied it Alfred was my special little boy, and I truly cared for him. Maybe a hand spanking followed with the brush would do nicely. Yes, the right shade of red came to mind, the rose colored one.

I snickered at the thought, little Alfred crying and begging his daddy to stop and when it was all over, he would be so remorseful that he would do all of his chores without complaint for a week! Great joy!

"Mister Arthur!" The fairies voice broke me out of my thoughts.

"Yes?" "Did you find the brat?" I asked hopeful.

"Yes, we did but he was too heavy to carry back, he is down by the river dipping his feet." The green one said. I wondered from time to time if the was the leader.

"Thank you all, you deserve a reward for this, but right now I need to take care of a naughty boy." I said heading for Plym River.

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I walked slowly though the forest, alert for any signs of Alfred. I reached the river and as the fairies said he was dipping his feet. Those feet would not be the only things hot in a moment.

As I got closer I noticed him crying. I stayed back enough so he would not hear me but close enough for me hear what was said.

"Arthurs always so mean, I only wanted to play." Alfred said rubbing his eyes. "I don't have anybody to play with." "They only people who want to see me are the ones who want to claim me."

My heart dropped; did he really have no friends?

Next, to my horror, he sobbed; it was a broken hearted sob that would make anyone cry.

I ran to Alfred's side and embraced the boy. Alfred, after the initial shock, turned and hugged me back, his tears making wet spots on my vest.

After calming him down and wiping the rest of his tears away, I turned stern.

"Alfred! How dare you cut my roses and then run away!" I said wagging my finger at him.

"But Arthur-!" He started but was cut off.

"Do not bloody "But Arthur" me!" I said swatting his backside. "If you were lonely you should have told me." "I would have had another idea for a game instead of chores."

Alfred sobbed again, but I didn't stop the boy needed to learn.

"I promise you Alfred F. Jones, when those bushes grow back, you will be trimming them correctly." I said punctuating each word with a hard swat.

"Now, come let's go home and finish this little session." I said pulling him along.

I noticed him lagging behind my long strides and I felt pity.

"Come here." I said opening my arms to him. And to my surprise he came to my embrace and allowed me to pick him up.

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We came home a short while after. I sat back down in my favorite chair and I stood him next to me.

"Alfred." I began, "You know why I going to spank you right?"

He nodded and whimpered as I pulled his trousers down along with his pants to pool at his ankles leaving the cool air to hit his exposed backside.

"Verbally please." I said gently grabbing his chin and looking into his baby blues.

"Yes, Arthur I understand." He said and a few tears ran down his dirty cheeks leaving streaks.

I gently pulled him over my lap and began swatting the pink backside.

There was real no lecture as I had already done that and I just spanked in semi- silence, the only sound was my hand and his cries.

"Please Arthur I'm sorry!" Alfred cried as I continued to spank.

"I'm sorry to, but you need to learn." I said. Maybe there would be a lecture after all.

"You know Alfred." I said rocking slightly. "I don't like to spank you but you need to be taught a lesson sometimes."

Alfred cried in response and I couldn't help but feel a few tears of my own fall.

I picked up my brush and steeled myself and tapped his warm bottom with it letting my naughty colony know a new instrument was about to be used.

I watched as he jerked around and showed my his red face, I slowly shook my head at his silent plea and brought the brush down with a loud smack.

Alfred yelped and began to beg some more.

"Please No m-m-ore d-d-add-y I'll be the b-best colony ever!" He said wrenching my heart out with each broken word.

After the brush landed for the last time I literally threw it across the room and pulled Alfred into a hug, my sweater was soon to be ruined at this rate.

I rubbed his hair, his little piece of hair springing back up each time I tried to flatten the dreaded thing. But it was just like my little colony, always up and ready for anything. I reminded me of a small port in the colonies, Nantucket. It stuck out from the rest of the land mass and looked incredibly funny on a map.

Aside from jokes on Alfred's hair, I kissed his forehead and rubbed his back again.

"Now, let's play an actual game." I said and my heart swelled as his red rimmed eyes lit back up.

"Ok daddy." He said causing a few more tears to fall from my eyes.

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Alfred soon was over his punishment and was glad to play British bulldogs until it was dark enough to play flashlight tag.

We went back inside and ate then sat down to watch the telly for a while.

"Arthur?" Alfred asked me, the way he was resting on my shoulder I thought he was asleep, well it was wishful thinking.

"Yes, Alfred?" I replied patting his head.

"Why do you call me Alfred and not colony like the others?" He said.

I flushed; "because" I started "I feel that you're special."

Alfred grinned and went back to resting on my shoulder. "I love you Arthur."

I flushed again and kissed his head. "I love you too you impossible brat."

I turned back to the telly to see the rose bushes in the window at full bloom like nothing had happened today.

Shocked I looked back to Alfred to the roses then; I laughed a deep laugh and rubbed Alfred's head. "I really love you Alfred." I said.

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Well this is the end, please R&R and tell me what you think!

Notes:

I did rush the spanking scene (as always) and I also noticed that Arthur is VERY Ooc. But I had to add fluff, so no hatin'

Oh and please I need advice on another story, I want it to be with Matthew as the one to be spanked, but I'm stuck between Francis and Arthur as the Spanker. Also if you want you can give me an idea on why he should be spanked, I may or may not try it.

I TAKE REQUESTS. Ahem, rawr…