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Warning: This story contains disciplinary spanking of a teenage vampire. If you do not like this, then DON'Tbother reading or flaming me.

Thoughts spoken to or head by Edward will be italicized.

A/N: Wow, currently reading through all your reviews and I'm totally stoked! You guys ROCK! So glad you're liking it so far! Hope I don't disappoint!

Pretty sure Emmett doesn't have a middle name in the series, but I've read many other fics where his middle name is Dale, so I'm sticking with that.

Chapter 2: Hell No!

Carlisle's POV:

I sat in my office working on my never ending stacks of paperwork. It was my 'lunch' break and as I had nothing better to do, I thought I might as well be productive. Right as I was finishing a report though, my salvation came in the form of my beautiful wife Esme opening the door to my office.

"Hello dear," she greeted me, and I quickly stood up and swept her into my arms.

"Hello love," I greeted with a loving kiss, causing her to laugh at my exuberance.

"Well, if this is the reaction I get, I might come and visit you more often Carlisle," she purred softly.

"You are always welcome Esme," I replied before asking, "Are you here for any particular reason?"

She gave me a smile before responding, "I would love to say I just wanted to see you, but I really needed to get away from Emmett's incessant nagging."

I sighed in annoyance. Today was the third and last day of the spring carnival, and Emmett had been continuously begging and pleading with each of us to let him go.

"He asked me to take him hunting this morning," she explained, and I rolled my eyes as I had already taken the boy hunting yesterday evening.

She responded with an amused smile. "Yes, I know you took him yesterday, but he was so bored I thought getting him out of the house for a little bit would help."

"Did it?" I questioned, already knowing the answer.

"No," she said with an exasperated sigh. "He nagged me the entire time about how badly he wanted to go, and how unfair you were being, and"—she paused, giving me a slightly scandalized look. "And he even begged me to convince you to spank him instead of grounding him, can you believe it?"

I snorted while nodding my head at my wife. "Yes, I can believe it because he asked me the same thing the day I grounded him. I told him no of course, and then sent him back to his room. He was not pleased with me."

Esme shook her head in amusement. "That boy has no sense at times," she stated fondly, and I chuckled softly.

"None indeed," I added with a smile.

"Asking you for a spanking," she then said with a laugh, "now I have heard everything!"

I laughed with her. It really was very amusing hearing my son ask me to spank him instead of grounding him. I knew both Edward and Rosalie would never ask that of me, but I suppose it was because they knew better. Emmett could be very obstinate when he wanted to be.

"He will learn one day, and then I will be able to tease him mercilessly about this," I told my wife, and we both burst into laughter once more, imagining the look on his face when that time came.

Once our laughter died down my wife gave a sigh and told me, "I really do hate seeing him so upset Carlisle. Is there any way we could possibly let him attend tonight?" she asked with a slightly pleading look.

"Esme," I groaned softly, "If we give in, then what will that teach him? I sympathize with the boy, I really do, but I will not break his grounding. We have been lenient with him as it is, but he really needs to learn to do as he is told," I explained to her.

"I know," she agreed sadly, "but he was looking so forward to this. You heard him," she said to me, "this carnival is all he has been talking about since he found out about it." She looked at me with earnest eyes, and I groaned internally. It seemed Mama Bear was ready to fight for her cub.

"Esme," I said softly, taking her hands in mine, "we would be giving Emmett the wrong message if we were to allow him to attend the carnival tonight. If we gave in this time, then he would learn that all he needs to do is whine and plead incessantly to get what he wants. We have rules for a reason, and he has got to learn," I reiterated with an earnest look of my own.

When she looked ready to open her mouth in response, I continued, "It pains me as well to see him to upset. I know he was looking forward to this, but there will be other carnivals. He will survive, I promise you," I said with a small, teasing smile.

Esme gave me a small glare, not amused by my attempt at humor before softening her eyes and nodding in agreement. "I know you are right, but I hate it when any of my children are upset."

"I know, my love, and that is what makes you such a wonderful mother," I told her, bringing her in for a loving kiss.

Edward's POV:

"Dammit Emmett, will you just shut up?" I yelled at him in annoyance. "You've been annoying the whole household with your whining, and it's really starting to get on my nerves!"

He turned and glared at me. Well, no one asked your opinion Eddy, he thought to me, knowing how much I hated that nickname.

I glared back at him as Rosalie went up and took Emmett's face into her hands and forced him to look at her.

"Emmett, I want you to listen to me," she ordered. "As much as it pains me, I have to say that I agree with Edward. Yeah, it sucks that you can't go to the carnival, but do you really have to make us all as miserable as you? Besides, it's your own damn fault!" she said in frustration, breaking away from him. "I don't know what has gotten into you lately, but you have been really pushing Mom and Dad's buttons. Do you enjoy being in trouble?"

I heard as Emmett's thoughts went from guilty to angry. He really wanted to yell at Rosalie, but he didn't want her anymore angry with him, so he settled with glaring at me. I rolled my eyes at him as he once more tried to come up with ways to convince Dad to let him go.

"You're wasting your time Em," I told him wearily. "Take it from someone who knows. Dad will never change his mind. Once he decides on a punishment he sticks with it. Besides, at least he's not tanning your hide or anything, so you should be feeling really lucky," I said, not understanding the smug look Rosalie was giving him.

I told him the same thing, she thought to me.

Emmett rolled his eyes at me as he replied, "Jeez, you sound just like Rose here. You make it sound like that punishment is really horrible. I would rather he tan my hide than be grounded. At least then I would be able to go to the carnival," he grumbled, causing me to raise my eyebrows at him in disbelief.

"You're joking, right?" I asked him.

"No," he responded irritably, "I even asked the old man if he would consider doing that instead of grounding me, but he just smiled and told me no."

I stared at him with wide eyes before looking at Rose for confirmation. She gave her husband a disgusted look before nodding her head at me. Yes, it's true. I tried talking him out of it, but he wouldn't listen.

"Emmett, how stupid are you bro?" I asked him disbelievingly. "Do you not remember how sore Rose and I were after Dad laid into us last month?"

Rosalie winced slightly before shuddering as she remembered our memorable spanking. Rose and I had gotten into a very bad argument and ended up attacking each other. We were both beyond reason and looking to seriously harm each other. Needless to say, after our father had broken us up he had been beyond pissed, giving the both of us one of the worst, if not the worst spanking of our lives. Even Mom had been pissed, and she had given the both of us a royal tongue lashing before making us sit on hard stools at the kitchen table writing apology letters to each other. It was several days before either of us could sit comfortably again. I shuddered slightly before shaking my head of these thoughts.

Emmett shrugged his burly shoulders unconcernedly. "No offense Edward, but I think I can take whatever Dad can dish out. I'm a strong guy," he told me, and I glared at him. "I'll just have to talk to the old man again and convince him to change my punishment," he remarked, more to himself than us.

Rosalie glared at him as well while saying, "Forget it, I don't know why I try with you Emmett. It's obvious you're not listening to us, so I'm not going to bother sticking around to hear you whine anymore. Edward and I are going to the carnival once Mom comes home. You can sit here and sulk all you want," she hissed at him in anger before storming out.

I threw my brother a sympathetic look, but he missed it as he was glaring down at his shoes, once more thinking of ways to get to the carnival. When thoughts of sneaking out crossed his mind I groaned internally.

"Don't even think about it Emmett," I warned him.

When he looked up at me with an unconcerned expression I continued, "Dad will find out and you will regret it. I don't care what you think, you do not want to end up on Dad's bad side," I advised him, hoping he would listen.

Mind your own business Edward, he thought to me. Besides, it's not like I'm really going to do it. It was just a passing thought.

I rolled my eyes at him before walking out. I hoped he wouldn't be stupid enough to sneak out.

After walking down stairs, I saw Rosalie waiting by the front door, all ready to go.

"Are you sure you want to leave him?" I asked her.

"Yes," she huffed angrily. "If he wants to be a stubborn idiot, then so be it, but I'm tired of sitting around listening to him whine about how unfair his punishment is."

"Alright," I said with a shrug of my shoulders, watching as Mom drove up the drive way.

When she walked in she gave us loving smiles before asking where we were going.

"We're going to the carnival," Rosalie explained, ignoring my mother's frown of concern. She was worried about how Emmett would handle us going when he couldn't.

"Very well," she said, knowing it would not be right to ban us. "Have fun and be careful. I want you two to stick together, and please don't fight with each other," she advised with a stern look.

"We'll be good," I replied obediently before she came over and gave us each a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Alright, get out of here," she said with a smile, and we both took off.

Emmett's POV:

I can't believe they're going without me, I thought angrily as I heard both Rosalie and Edward leave the house. This is just so damn unfair! I paced the length of my room, silently fuming. Why was Carlisle being such a hard ass on me?

I turned when I suddenly heard a soft knock on my door. "Emmett, may I come in?" Esme asked.

"Fine," I mumbled out moodily, going over to sit on my couch.

Esme walked in and after seeing me, gave a sad sigh. "Honey, don't be like this," she said before coming over and reaching out to caress my cheek. I turned my head away, and she let her hand drop while giving me a slightly hurt look.

Jeez Em, way to be a jerk.

She deserves it though. She's siding with Carlisle.

"Sweetheart, look at me," she ordered in a kind but firm voice, causing me to look up at her.

"Emmett, why are you acting like this? I know you are upset about missing the carnival, but there will be others," she explained to me.

"It's just not fair!" I burst out to her. "So what if I broke something? It's not like we used any of that stuff or you can't afford to replace it!" I spat out rudely, regretting my tone when she suddenly became stern.

"Emmett Cullen!" she yelled in astonishment. "I cannot believe what I am hearing. Are you telling me you feel no remorse whatsoever for breaking that china cabinet?"

I shrugged my shoulders while looking down at my shoes.

"Look at me!" she ordered, and I once more looked up at her. "Your punishment is more than deserved, young man. There are rules in this family that you need to learn to obey, even if they are as trivial as not playing catch in our house. I am appalled that you think so little of your misbehavior. I'll have you know that I pleaded with your father to show leniency and allow you to attend the carnival tonight, but he disagreed; and now I am glad he did so. Your lack of remorse shows how much you really do deserve this punishment," she lectured disappointedly.

I gazed at her, feeling shock, remorse, and anger. I can't believe she actually pleaded my case, and look at how I repaid her kindness, I thought in self disgust.

Yeah, well you have a reason to be angry with her. She just said you deserve your punishment, and that she regrets trying to help you.

Esme continued to gaze at me in disappointment, and when I didn't respond she just shook her head at me. "I just don't understand you Emmett," she remarked in frustration. "I am very disappointed in you," she said, and I couldn't help the hurt I felt by her words.

"Whatever," I responded, trying to hide my true feelings.

She sighed once more before walking out of my room. I listened to her steps, hearing as she went into her room.

Standing up, I once more began to pace, pushing out all feelings of guilt. I couldn't help but become more and more angry over my stupid punishment. It's not that I wasn't sorry about breaking that cabinet, but I just didn't see why they were making such a fuss about it. I mean the entire family was acting like I'd done something grievous.

I don't have to put up with this, I thought. Why am I going to allow a simple grounding to stop me from going to the carnival? I mean, I never let my human parents' punishments stop me from doing as I wanted. I'll go to the carnival and if I get caught, then so what? I don't have to do as Carlisle says.

I smiled triumphantly at my decision before stealthily climbing out my window and softly landing on the forest floor. Listening intently to see if Esme had heard me, I quickly took off when she did nothing.

Yes, this was going to be so much fun!

Rosalie's POV:

I smirked as I watched several men drooling over the sight of me. This never gets old, I thought smugly. Next to me, I saw Edward roll his eyes at me. He just doesn't understand.

"Come on Rosalie, you can watch guys drool over you another day. Let's go check out what games they've got this year. You can win Emmett a bear," he said with a teasing smile.

I snorted before replying, "No Edward, I want to go look at what they're selling. I saw some pretty hats over there."

Edward sighed before responding, "Fine, we'll check out some of the shops, and then we'll look at the games. By that time the elephant show should be starting."

We went over to the hat shop, and after not finding anything I liked I headed over to a shop with handbags. While browsing, I suddenly saw Edward freeze. I froze as well, while sending him a concerned look. Are you alright Edward? Is it your thirst?, I thought to him.

He shook his head at me slowly before glancing behind me in shock. "Emmett," he hissed quietly, and I whirled around quickly to see my husband bounding over to us with a huge grin on his face.

"Hey guys!" he crowed joyfully, pulling me in for a hug.

"Emmett!" I cried in alarm, "What are you doing here? You didn't sneak out did you?"

"No, of course not," he replied, and I glanced at Edward to see if he could confirm the truth. He shook his head at me before saying, "Emmett, you're lying! Do you know what Dad will do to you when he finds out?" he asked in concern.

I winced, knowing exactly what was going to happen.

"Look Emmett, go home right now and no one will find out," I urged, pushing him towards the forest.

"No way," he replied instantly. "I came to have fun, and I don't care if the old man finds out or not. I'm not afraid of him."

Edward and I exchanged concerned looks as I groaned out loud. What do we do? I thought to Edward.

He frowned, shrugging his shoulders at me.

"Emmett, bro, come on," Edward said, "listen to us and go home. You don't want Dad finding out, trust us!"

Emmett glared at Edward and pushed him away. "I don't give a damn about what Pops thinks." Turning towards me, he then asked, "You going to tell on me?"

I immediately shook my head at me, and when Emmett glanced at Edward, Edward reluctantly shook his head also.

"Alright then," Emmett yelled, "Then let's go have some fun!" And with that, he began marching off towards the games.

Edward and I looked at each other in concern.

"We can't force him to go without making a scene," Edward whispered to me, and I nodded my head in agreement.

"We have to stay with him and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid," I added. "How's his thirst?"

"It's only slightly bothering him. He's too focused on the thrill of sneaking out that he's not really concentrating on it," he reassured me. "Man, Dad's going to be pissed at us now too, that jerk!" Edward then groaned in anger as we made to follow my idiot husband. I couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Carlisle's POV:

I walked into my house, smiling as I was greeted by my loving wife.

"Welcome home darling," Esme chimed with a kiss.

"Thank you," I replied politely. "Where are the children?" I asked curiously.

"Well, Rosalie and Edward went to the carnival shortly after I got home," she told me with a slight grimace, "and I have not heard a peep out of Emmett since." I frowned slightly, wondering if I should just give in this once. Guilt gnawed at me as I knew how upset my son must be.

"Do not feel guilty Carlisle," my wife said sternly, and I glanced at her in surprise. Was it not her who just a few hours ago was asking me for leniency?

"I know what I asked for earlier, but I am glad you did not agree," she said with a frown on her face. "I went to speak with Emmett when I arrived home, and he was very disrespectful with me, showing absolutely no remorse for what he had done. He still seems to believe that he has done nothing wrong, and that he is being punished unfairly," she explained to me in disappointment.

I sighed deeply while wrapping her in my arms. "Let me go and talk to him. I am sure I can help calm him," I told her reassuringly, and she nodded her head at me. Giving her a kiss on the cheek I headed up to Emmett's room.

I could hear no movement from his room which worried me, and when I knocked I received no response. Frowning, I knocked again, asking for permission to enter. When I did not receive a response I opened his door. Quickly glancing around his empty room and noting the open window, it was quite obvious that my son had snuck out. Emmett, I thought with a disappointed groan. Growling lowly, I quickly turned around and went downstairs. My wife looked up at me in concern when she noted my expression.

"He snuck out," I told her flatly, making my way for the front door. She sighed sadly before nodding her head to my next statement. "I am going to retrieve him and I will be back as soon as possible," I said.

Once outside I decided that running would be the quickest option. There was no doubt as to where my son's whereabouts were, and I could not help but marvel at his guts (or more like stupidity). He had to have known that I would find out. I gave a sad sigh. I was not even angry, only severely disappointed. Why did Emmett feel the need to disobey my every word? Was he doing as Edward had done all those years ago, just testing me, or was he challenging my authority? I shook my head ruefully while thinking that whatever the reason, that boy was going to get one hell of a wakeup call when I got my hands on him.

I ran swiftly through the woods, arriving quickly at the carnival grounds. Sniffing around I quickly picked up on Emmett's scent as he had most likely arrived here the same way I had. Following his scent, I then picked up on Edward's and Rosalie's as well, which caused my eyes to narrow. I hoped they were not involved in Emmett's poorly thought out plan. I did not want to have to punish all three of them. I blocked my thoughts, not wanting Edward to know I was coming in case he decided to warn his brother. Walking through the crowd, I was easily able to locate them. They were watching an elephant show, and I heard Emmett say to the others, "Hey, I wonder what they taste like? That big guy could probably even fill me up."

I shook my head at him as I quietly remarked, "I doubt any one animal would be large enough to satiate your thirst Emmett." Although I held a stern expression, I could not help the flicker of amusement I felt as I saw all three of them stiffen before slowly turning around. Both Edward and Rosalie threw me apologetic looks before looking down in guilt. Emmett, however, looked at me in outright anger and defiance. I held back a groan as a strong sense of foreboding hit me. This was not going to end well.

Giving the three delinquents a stern look, I told them, "I believe it is time to go home."

Edward gave a sigh as he and Rosalie exchanged grim looks before walking towards me; however, Emmett just crossed his arms and did not move.

I narrowed my eyes before taking a step towards him. "Emmett Cullen, we are going home now."

"No," was his quiet retort. As I took another step towards him Rosalie began to plead with her husband to do as I said.

"Emmett, come on, let's go," she pleaded, pulling on his arm. "Please Emmett, don't be stupid!" she cried to him, but he would not budge. He only glared at me before giving a low, threatening growl.

My gaze hardened as I took the two remaining steps that left me standing face to face with my stubborn son. "Remember where you are Emmett," I warned him quietly. He responded with a hiss and bared teeth, and I had a difficult time withholding my own growl. Where had his head gone? We were in a crowd full of humans!

"Emmett Dale Cullen," I ordered menacingly, "Stop this at once. We are in a public location and you do not want to make a scene. Now come!" I grabbed his arm, but he gave a snarl and shoved me away.

"Emmett, no!" Rosalie hissed to him as I noticed we had attracted a small crowd of onlookers. Not good, not good at all. I looked at my son and I knew I would have to do something drastic to get him to listen to me.

"Emmett Cullen," I warned fiercely, "if you do not come with me right now I will deal with your disobedience right here, right now, for everyone to see." I watched as his eyes widened slightly and he suddenly took notice of the people watching us. I knew they had heard every word I said, and I knew Emmett realized that as well when his face took on a look of deep embarrassment. It pained me to have to humiliate him like that, but I knew it would be the only way to convince him to listen to me without a fight breaking out.

I continued to gaze at Emmett with stern eyes, hoping he would not make me go through with my threat. Thankfully, he slowly began moving towards the forest, but not before throwing me a look of utter loathing.

I groaned internally while giving the curious onlookers an exasperated smile. "Children," I remarked with a shake of my head, and many responded with understanding smiles and laughs before turning back towards the show. Mini crisis averted, I then began to trail after my children all the while hoping Emmett would come to his senses.

Unfortunately, it did not look as though that was going to happen, because halfway home Emmett suddenly stopped and roughly shoved Edward away from him.

"Emmett, that's enough!" I ordered angrily. He responded with hateful eyes, and I narrowed mine in return. I took in his posture, slightly hunched, knees bent, and arms a little away from his body with fingers curled like claws. He looks ready to fight me, I realized in growing horror.

I suppressed a groan of despair. This was exactly what I had feared most. Emmett's disobedience was more than just him pushing or testing me, as Edward had done several years ago. No, Emmett was going to challenge my authority as not only his father, but as his coven leader as well. I was not sure whether or not he fully realized what he was doing, but this was not going to end well. I did not want to fight my son, but it looked as though he was going to leave me with no choice.

I watched my brawny son as Rosalie and Edward tried to plead with him, and I could tell he was not taking in a single word that they said. He kept his eyes locked on mine, and I saw them slowly darken to pitch black as he began to allow his vampire instincts to take over.

A/N: Woohoo, another chapter! So Emmett is losing his cool and Carlisle is readying himself for a fight. Let me know if you are enjoying my story so far! PLEASE REVIEW!