Author Note: Hi Readers! Thank you those of you who read my story! I appreciate the two reviews from Nightingale1692 and a Guest. I forgot to mention Varian's dad's names in the first chapter, but I did now. I am pretty sure it is Quirin. There will be talk about spanking in this chapter. I will always warn people when these kinds of things are mentioned in the beginning of the chapter. I do not know how often I will be able to post a chapter, but I will try once every week. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

After the two girls left, Eugene decided to help clean up Varian's . . . old workshop. The whole building was reduced to scraps of metal and wood. The only other person clearing the debris from this area was Varian's father, Quirin. Eugene quietly started helping as well. The two worked in peaceful silence.

Eugene had yet the understand the older man. The man seemed to care a lot for his son, but seemed to not understand him as an alchemist. Clearing his wife's death impacted the small family more then they may want to admit. 'Varian and his father need some time apart from each other. That may allow them to think about their issues in more depth before trying to resolve them. Maybe this mentorship program will help them both,' though Eugene. The two men continued to clear the wreckage.

Elsewhere in the village, Varian decided to stop sulking to finish an important task. He used one of the entrances to the underground caverns. He was lucky his other machines did not blow up along with his first one. Originally, his plan was to link all four of the engines so they can work together at the same pace. Luckily, Varian had not connected his contraptions. Otherwise, all of the machineries would of detonated, taking the town down with it.

One by one, Varian slowly visited each of his makeshift labs hidden under the town. He shut down each tank's power source. He secured every drop of his unsteady compound their special containers. He locked most of the exits to make sure no one else can come in. Varian knew he was a big trouble, so he cannot risk visiting his alternate workshops for a while.

He even visited his ruined machine. The machine was reduced to scraps of iron and steel. The whole area was in ruins and looked unstable. Quietly, Varian covered up the entrance to his demolished work studio. Luckily, part of the exit hatch survived. He knew there were people working on cleaning up the mess because he could hear sound above him. He was able to quickly cover up some of the mess before he made his escape. He went to the underground exit near his home.

At his house, the young boy went up to his room and set down the flasks filled with the special chemical on his desk. Varian knew he should dispose the dangerous liquid before it hurts more people, but could not bring himself to destroy it. He worked on the chemical for weeks before he got it right. He convinced himself that he can fix his creation in time.

Suddenly, the high pitched squeak of the old door knob downstairs alerted Varian of his father's arrival home. The young boy quickly hid the four bottles in his closet without making a sound. He could hear his father's deep voice conversing with a younger voice. The second voice was slightly familiar, but Varian could not place the voice with a face. He then remembered what his father told him the last time the town was damaged in his project. "Varian, if this happens again, then I will have no choice left. I will have to not allow you to pursue alchemy till you are of age." His father's words echoed through his mind, as the young lad awaited his doom.

Eugene and Quirin finished clearing up most of the rubble from the small clearing. The soldiers will clean up the rest in the morning. They did not find anything of importance from the remains, except for a few things. They found all of Varian's collection of all thing Flynn Rider in mostly one piece. Eugene had a hard time explained why his face was on a wanted poster in Varian's stuff. Luckily, Quirin believe his small explanation and let it go for the time being. The contraption Rapunzel was strapped in was completely gone. The results printing machine was also damaged. The report of the magic hair was ripped to shreds in the explosion. The two heard some strange sounds, but they both blamed them on animals.

Quirin now lead the young man to his house on the outskirts of the village. "Since you are going to be responsible for my son for the next few months, you should know I expect you to correct him when he gets in trouble," Quirin said, as the two slowly walked on a quiet pathway. "Correct him? How much trouble can the teen get into?" Eugene laughed off. "Varian still a young boy. He will get into situations where he will need help getting out of. He will think you are not serious when it comes to disciplining him," Quirin continues, "You will need to be strict otherwise he will repeat his mistakes."

Eugene thought to himself for a moment before he asked, "If I may ask, how do you expect me to punish him? I have never been in this kind of situation before." Varian's father answered, "The same way my father punished me, by giving him a sound spanking." Eugene's eyes widened slight as he responded, "Wait! You spank him? But, that's so . . . outdated. No one spanks their kids anymore!" Quirin responded, "On the contrary, most parents still spank their children in private. It isn't something people usually do in public anymore. Haven't you ever been spanked before?"

The young man softly answered, "I wasn't much trouble while I was at the orphanage." Quirin paused for a moment, before penetrating the awkward atmosphere. "Varian behaved better after a thorough paddling. I rarely need more than my hand to get through his thick skull, but for times like today, his mother's hairbrush is needed to impart an important lesson. Today, I will be spanking him for putting the town and himself in danger once more. This is the second time something like this has happened and it cannot happen again. This only way I be reassured this mistake will not be repeated again. Young boys learn best with a sore bottom."

Eugene then realized something as they continued their slow trek towards the outer limits of the town. "Wait just a moment! Your telling me all this because you expect me to spank Varian? But, I never even scolded a kid before," the young man worried.

Quirin reassured him, "Eugene, I only expect you to punish him when he needs it. If you let him get away with something once, then he will walk all over you. Tonight, I will spank him and I expect you to do the same when he steps out of line. It will be painful, but nothing permanent. Understand?"

"Yes, I think I do," Eugene responded. Now that reformed criminal understood the situation better, he realized it would be an awkward night.