Chapter 2

Disclaimer: the characters of the vampire diaries don't belong to me they belong to L.J Smith and the C.W

Warning: Contains spanking

Stefan stared out the window as Elijah drove. He didn't want to think about what would happen when he got home. He will be spanked, severely. And then he would be grounded. Ugh. What happened to not thinking about it? He wiped at his eyes and resumed staring out the window.

Elijah felt sorry for the boy in the back. Really, he did. But what he did couldn't be overlooked either. Stealing? If that was Kol in the backseat, he would be squirming. He stopped the car in front of the house and opened the door for Stefan.

Stefan had been so lost in his thoughts he hadn't even realized where they were driving. Now as he looked around, he saw that they were at the original mansion. He turned to Elijah. "Why are we here?"

"Because I stay here Stefan"

"No. I mean why you brought me here. Why didn't you take me home?"

"Because you might run when left alone. I know Damon's not home" Elijah answered. "He'll come and get you". He grabbed Stefan's arm and pulled him into the house. "I'll just put these away. And please don't run away. I will find you and then you wouldn't like the consequences" he warned. Stefan nodded his understanding.

Elijah reappeared after about a minute with a glass of milk, which Stefan took with shaking hands. "I don't have any animal blood on hand and I can't offer you alcohol. This would have to do"

"It's ok" Stefan whispered. He didn't care about milk or blood or alcohol at that moment. All he could think of was his brother's reaction when he found out. The first and only other time this had happened, he had been fifteen and he had taken George Lockwood's fountain pen. The caning he received for that misbehavior was enough to deter him from doing something like that again. That was the only time Damon had caned him. Sure, he had been paddled and strapped and even switched once, but never caned until that day. It had only been four strokes but it had hurt like hell and he hadn't been able to sit for days afterward. Damon had warned him that if he stole again, he'll make that day seem like a picnic. And Damon kept his promises. Stefan shuddered at the memory.

"If it isn't big brother original"

Stefan nearly dropped the cup he was holding as his brother's voice cut through his memories. When had Elijah called Damon? He put the glass of milk on the table lest he spill it. That was how much his hand was shaking.

"Hello to you too, Damon" Elijah answered. "Someone wants to talk to you". He handed the phone to a white faced Stefan.

"H-hello"

"Stefan. What's wrong? What's going on with you and Elijah?"

"I … uhh… ahem…. I t-tr- …"

"What? Spit it out Stefan" Damon said impatiently

"Itriedtostealawatch" Stefan explained in one rushed breath. He stilled as he tried to gauge Damon's reaction on the phone. After what seemed an eternity, but was actually about forty five seconds, of neither of them speaking Stefan tentatively whispered, "Damon?"

"What did you just say?" Damon asked in that quiet voice where he doesn't particularly yell at you but still finds a way to make you feel small. Stefan knew he had heard him. But he tried to say it again anyway.

"I-I didn't actually t-take….. it's just… you would have been m-mad a-and disappointed….. I d-didn't want you t-to know…and…" Stefan babbled incoherently as tears streamed down his face. He didn't even realize he had started to cry. Not that it mattered to Damon as he continued in that false quiet voice.

"You tried to steal a watch? Stefan, I got you one just a couple of weeks ago" Damon paused as his mind registered some of Stefan's babbled words. "You lost it. And you tried to steal one to replace it so I wouldn't be mad. You wanna bet on how mad I am right now, little brother? You just wait till I get home"

"I'm so…"

"Keep your apologies for later. You're going to need them. Are you at Elijah's house?"

"Yes sir"

"I'll pick you up". And Damon disconnected the call. Stefan collapsed onto the couch and held his head in his hands. He might as well savor the pleasure of being able to sit without pain, as it wouldn't last long. He kept an ear out for any sound that might sound like Damon's car. He knew it was irrelevant. He wouldn't run or do anything stupid unless he had a death wish, but he assumed he would be prepared to face Damon if he heard him arrive.

He assumed wrong.

Damon must have been close by when Elijah called him because he arrived at the mansion about fifteen minutes after the call was made. Stefan jumped to his feet immediately he heard the familiar engine of the Camaro. He heard Damon and Elijah talk in undertones at the door before his brother strolled into the room. After a steely glare that made Stefan want to melt into a puddle, Damon muttered a cold "Let's go"

Stefan swallowed heavily and made his way to the door. And to his doom.

Stefan got a caning the first time, which was not uncommon in the 19th century. Should he get the cane this time too? Or is it too harsh? What do you think Damon should use to spank his little brother?