A nice warning: Spanking will appear in this chapter *shock* and perhaps a cuss or two. *big Ruby smiles.* If discipline fiction with a lil bit of sauce is not your scene it is probably best to read something else. :)
Thank you, if err you are still reading and following Jasper's tale as it is much appreciated and makes me smile.:)
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Saved by the Bell
Emmett and Edward were in the empty science lab over the far side of the buildings and would have been mere specs if it had been humans that had been standing over by the Mercedes and happened to glance in their direction.
Emmett was sick "again" and was sent to rest by the hapless school nurse who was way too soft and the handsome boy dazzled her at least once per month to get out of class to play games on his phone.
Edward was happy to tag along as he had been next door when Jasper had kicked off and had had to drag him out the classroom before he did something really stupid, he could not help getting a sense of being in this situation before, but when you're a vampire that seemed to happen a lot.
Anyway, he figured he was only missing math and as he had not done his homework due to a very late night kissing session with Bella. He figured he would find a solution to save his brother's pride if not his hide.
When Edward had calmed him down, Jasper had confessed his fear over what their Father had promised if he had one more temper tantrum at school; and they both hoped that Carlisle was bluffing. Jasper admitted that Mr. Hope had it in for him.
He could not help feel that Dad's Deputy was going to get it as he never gave Jasper as much as an inch when he misbehaved and felt sorry for his brother's butt which was in a sling once again over not controlling his temper. He sympathized as he was the same. An image of Hopeless dangling from a flag pole made him smile.
"Em, are you listening to me?"
" Maybe?" Emmett said distractedly. "Just thinking about Mr. Hopeless."
"Me too! So, which one of us is actually going to press it? What if we just make it worse and Jasper now gets his tail kicked in front of everyone plus the emergency services." He checked his phone, only ten minutes until lunch.
"It's nearly lunch time and I think Jazz is getting ready to run. If he runs he will get the strap plus he won't get very far."
"Edward watched the cringy scene taking place over by the Mercedes and continued to be filled with indecision as he was about to put his own butt on the line as his Dad had been anything but impressed with him lately.
The love struck boy had been trying harder to be on his best behaviour and earn some extra time at Bella's on a school night...So far being extra helpful with the chores and not being too moody with his parents was working in his favour. It was difficult to keep the pleasantness up though as he was annoyed by his lack of freedom.
His Dad was watching him closely and had done so ever since he had played up when Jasper was in charge that first time. The last thing he wanted was to mess up over a dumb plot that would backfire as they always did. Edward could not help the slight stirrings of resentment at being babied and kept to curfew. He had a girlfriend now and needed to prioritise his time.
After all, he was 'older' than Emmett and he got to see his mate all the time, why you would want to see Rose all the time was beyond him, that was not the point and he would have to insist that his Mom and Dad backed off!
Edward knew he had to be smart and earn back his Dad's trust before he started asking for more leniency. He cringed at the scolding he received from his Mom last night when he sauntered in an hour after curfew with a smile and faraway look on his face.
Once, Edward would have started moaning back at his Mom, especially as his Dad was at work but he just nodded wisely and looked contrite until Esme ran out of steam. He was thinking about Bella anyway and was not paying attention. Esme, had finally gave up and let him go to bed.
Now, Carlisle this morning had not been so easy to placate. Edward rubbed the fading sting from his bum and winced at the very recent memory of trying to sneak passed his Dad at 6 30 am for an early morning kissing session with Bella in the woods.
He had never even sensed his Dad until he was grabbed by the back of his shirt and given one almighty smack before a ten minute lecture on? What had it been on again? Edward was not entirely sure...He heard Bella's name several times though...mmmm Bella. "Earth to shit for brains." Em laughed nervously and gave him a nudge.
"Hymn." Edward said absently and then remembered the time. "We can't afford to be seen as I am meeting Bella after school and I don't want to get my hide tanned and sent to bed, I am on thin ice already." Edward shuddered and moved away from the window.
"Do you think Dad will really go through with it?" Emmett queried disbelievingly as he paced about and then went back to the window. "Oh no, Dad has just put his foot on the tire and is not looking pleased." He looked at Edward to see a worried frown creasing his brow.
"Stop worrying Eddy I know for the hundredth time that you want to meet Bella. I will ring the alarm and if I get caught I will take a bullet for the team and you can owe me. You can just keep a look out down the corridor if you can focus for that long on something besides kissing smelly humans."
"Seriously! You wouldn't rat me out?" Eddy asked hopefully, unsure if he would be so charitable if it was the other way around.
"I am not a snitch...besides, when I get into trouble with you it always end up worse for me because you can't keep your trap shut so by the time I get whacked Dad is way worked up so I would rather take my chances alone thanks."
"Thank you Emmett. Oh and Absolutely, Jasper is defiantly about to get it, if that is what Dad promised and you know Dad and his promises." Edward rolled his eyes and looked at the darkening scene. "Besides ring the alarm and I will get longer with -"
"Yes Eddy, you will get longer making kissy faces with Bella."
"Grow up...If Dad was caught it would be his butt in a sling and a lot of explaining to do. I guess it is only the kids who are not allowed to make a scene, parents are exempt from punishments."
Edward said this bitterly and looked at his phone to see several urgent texts from his sister which all had a similar theme: 'hurry up and do it and stop thinking about Bella for two secs please.' This was followed by 'Don't make me hurt you...brother!' Edward groaned. 'Love U...now go. But seriously I will hurt you. I know where you live mwhahaha!'
Edward put his phone back in his shirt and listened to the vibrations. I still have doubts that it will work and maybe Jasper will be punished harder at home and we are just prolonging his sentence. If we do not try though we will have Alice on our cases and she has dirt on the both of us and is driving me crazy with her texts."
Emmett looked at Jasper's body language and started bouncing on his own feet with nerves and excitement.
"Yup, he will get a worse hiding later but Jazz would prefer that to this humiliation and I cannot let my lil pixie girl down...Rose will kill me though." He shrugged and smiled as he started thinking of his mate. "I can talk her round though."
A wicked grin and lots of nervous energy the bigger of the two boys ran to the door. "Screw it, I'm going for it, remember to pay attention and cover me... but most importantly Eddy...Remember me as a hero and your superior." he laughed as he bolted from the room just as the thunder roared and Jasper was getting ready to run for it.
The shrilling of the fire alarm filled the school and humans were everywhere jostling to get out and to freedom. Edward went to meet Emmett in the corridor and they carried on out with the throng and everyone spilled out into the welcoming rain.
Alice and Rose were waiting in the middle of the field and Em received a huge crushing hug from the lil pixie and a glower from his wife. "Soz, baby we had to do something to save Jazz."
They all looked over at the Mercedes which was just pulling off up the road; Jasper watched them sadly until they were out of sight.
The brothers had not noticed the look of utter despair on their sorry brother's face as they were too busy giving each other high fives and punching each others arms.
Rosie's growl of annoyance at still standing in the middle of the field made them realise it was still tipping it down and they all ran to their vehicles to dry off and escape from the fire crews that were pulling up turning the grey setting red. Alice turned to see Mr Hopeless nearly get squished by a fire truck and she chuckled evilly...
The silence on the drive home was uncomfortable, Jasper focused on the rain and the steady beat on the car's roof and window. "I reckon my heart would be beating that hard and fast if only it could." He said to fill the quiet.
"lucky for you Jasper that the fire alarm just so happened to go off a second after seeing Edward and Emmett disappear from the window that they were of course spying from." Silence was smothering Jasper and he began to fidget.
"Would you have submitted son?" The younger man cringed since just before the alarm fired he had been about to scamper. "Tell me the truth please."
"I was about to run." He admitted and bowed his head, rain drops splashing onto his wet lap.
"I anticipated as much, you would not have gotten far. Thankyou, for being honest." They were home and sitting in the garage, Jasper trembling from the exertion of the last hour. "Up to your room and into some dry sleep wear and then go and stand in the corner with your hands on your head."
"Yes Sir."
He got out of the car and trudged the steps to his room and began to peel off his wet clothes and shivered. He showered quickly and changed into blue sleep pants and a white t-shirt.
Jasper hated this order to put his pjs on like a child and it usually meant being sent straight to bed. He growled at the indignity of it all as they always tried to stay out of trouble especially in the day as any bad behaviour was often met with one of them being sent to their room in disgrace.
Jasper was so angry with himself for losing his temper in class as he had been proud of his argument and it had also been nice spending the time with Esme and now he had let her down too.
He was sniffling quietly when his Father knocked and entered the room. "At ease son." He watched his son slowly put his arms to his side and face his Father.
Jasper's eyes widened as if this was the first time he had been in trouble with the formidable Elder. He often felt that way in his Father's presence and was crushed at how low he always felt when his Father's disappointment consumed him.
He stood by his son and folded his arms across his navy blue Nike sweater and ran his fingers through his still wet hair. "Well young man what do you have to say for yourself?" Jasper's eyes widened further still and filled with venom at the frustrated tone that Carlisle was using with him.
"Sorry...I let you down Sir and Mama too." He looked at his Father's sneakers until his chin was pulled up. "I let myself down I reckon'."
"That display is unacceptable at home, therefore why do you believe it is acceptable in a room full of humans, all with camera phones?"
"It is not acceptable Sir, I lost my temper and I should have refrained. It is behaviour I myself would not stand for from my charges, therefore why should I be allowed to behave in that manner? I am very sorry Papa."
"Yes son you should have refrained and you are most definitely not allowed to behave in that manner at school or at home."Carlisle said sternly as he waited for his son to look at him.
Jasper had bowed his head and felt ashamed of his behaviour and cringed at the ear bashing that was about to begin and wished he could turn the volume down on his Father when he started lecturing.
"You are bright and articulate and words win an argument. Men use words, little children throw tantrums. Now Jasper how are tantrums dealt with in this house?"
"You know how Sir." He said embarrassed, then reluctantly continued. "A spankin' Sir." He stood to attention and blinked the tears away and looked his Father respectfully in the eyes.
"Do you think that you deserve one?" Carlisle said softly and brushed a falling tear from his son's cheek.
"Well, maybe." Jasper muttered and Carlisle raised his eye brow. "Yes Sir, I am much smarter and stronger than the humans; I could have hurt one by accident or created a scene that could bring unwanted attention to us. I think I fu-messed up big time."
He was thoroughly dejected as he looked at Carlisle's folded arms and stiff manner. "Mr Hope filled in for Miss Green." Jasper whispered. "He does not like me Papa and deliberately riles me up and then tells me off because he is the adult." Jasper began to get angry and tried desperately to control himself.
"I am older than him, yet I have to bow down over and over to people just because they are labelled the adults, they can be just as rude and sneaky as the kids ya know Papa. When the child tries to defend them self they get told they are disrespectful and out of control."
"Were you out of control?" Carlisle asked gently understanding how his son was feeling, yet not excepting his choices in how he dealt with it. "Were you disrespectful towards Mr Hope?"
"Yes Papa." He chewed his lip and sniffled. "You do not understand how it is to be young in this world; you think you do because you must get irritated by being belittled by elder doctors. I doubt if it happens often though Papa and you have your own label as a professional which brings respect. My label is of a delinquent messed up foster kid and that is all Hope sees and not to mention he is jealous as fu –."
"Watch that mouth Mister...We all have our parts to play son and at times they can be trying to say the least. I will personally go and speak with Mr Hope as this has gone on long enough, let us see if he tries to pick on me?" Carlisle chuckled then became very stern once more.
"Remember son you do not disrespect authority. I see that as unacceptable behaviour and as serious an offense as disrespecting me as you are a Cullen and an advocate for our coven."
He rested his hands on his jeans as he sat on Jasper's bed and looked at his son. "Of course Mr. Hope will be all smiles and concerns when I speak with him, as teachers like that do not show their true colours to the parents. He will stop treating you poorly son, that I can promise you."
Carlisle was winding down the lecture now and Jasper's anxiety trebled. "Nevertheless, there is no excuses for your responses as Jasper I expect much more of you than this. Should I really be picking up my Deputy from the Principal's office?"
He stroked his boy's hair to soothe him. "You must stop giving Mr Hope what he wants, be smart about it and think. If you must feel any emotion Jasper, feel sorry for him."
"Yes Sir."
"Why don't you also consider finishing the year and then getting another job, the bank cashier position was successful or consider starting another business like you once planned?" The look of horror at the idea of going out to work on Jasper's face made Carlisle laugh.
All the siblings had done this from time to time to gain independence, more money and prove a point. Emmett had lasted one day as a funeral attendant and still Carlisle refused to talk about it.
Edward had fared better when he opened his famous chocolate shop and now had a lucrative business which operated world-wide. He lost interest in it many years ago and just enjoyed the royalties these days.
Rose had worked in a creche for a spell until she had no choice but to leave... However, Alice had done all sorts of work before she joined the Cullen's and for her, school was the big adventure. All of the kids had soon decided it was easier to go to school and do as little as possible and day dream until that bell rings.
Of course Jasper, Alice and now Esme had a little side business at Forbidden Fruit which kept them occupied and another steady income to add to their Cullen pot.
"Err, unless you can get me a job as King of England, I would not be able to keep my Alice in the luxury she is accustomed too." Carlisle laughed and nodded.
"You have a point there son. Now Jasper, if you had just submitted to your spanking when I had said then you would have received two swats on the butt and it would have been done. Thanks to some higher intervention, that spanking did not take place."
Jasper looked expectantly as perhaps he would not get a spanking after all. "The school was part of the punishment and now that the incentive to behave has gone. Meaning your spanking will be considerably harder." He watched Jasper's bottom lip stick out in a pout. "Unless you want to drive back to the school for your two swats, I am sure that it is quieter now?"
"No Papa please let us remain here. Here is a big incentive believe me."
"Very well then my boy." He stood back up and went over to Jasper's desk and picked up his steel workshop ruler making the boy gulp down venom and snot as he fidgeted by his bed.
Carlisle tested the impact against his own hand and winced at the collision and placed it back down on the desk, Jasper sighed with relief."Do not get too complacent I can easily go back and fetch it." Carlisle sat down on the bed and patted his knee. "Come Jasper."
Slowly, he leaned over his Father's lap and was pulled close and tight. He rested his top half on the bed and his legs were also supported making him feel safe and secure. Blue sleep pants and red shorts were swiftly pulled down to his knees and the soldier wriggled with embarrassment.
Carlisle shifted Jasper so that his legs and arms were now dangling as he was not pleased that his son had tried to take the monopoly on how he was positioned. He raised his hand and struck him repeatedly; six bouncing slaps and then repeating the action over and over until Jasper was squirming and grunting with the effort of not yelling.
He could feel his tender butt being hit sharply with no relent and began to move his bottom out of the way as it hurt and he could not keep his balance. This exasperated Carlisle and he bunched the back of his boy's t-shirt and raised it swiftly up to his shoulders and held him in place.
The boy whimpered and closed his eyes tight as he received five walloping blows on the bottom of his back. "Ahhhhrh...please Daddy." Jasper choked on his own venom and began to cough. "I wan-want the two swats back at school." He wailed and tried to reach his hand to his throbbing back and butt only to have it smacked away sharply, he sucked his sore knuckles to alleviate the sting and stop his sobbing.
"Disgraceful behaviour young man, I have a mind to take you back and finish what I promised once we are done here!"
The spanking was sharp and the slaps were now being administered purely to the boy's thighs. "Never put your hand back and try and wriggle free, you know the rules and I will take my belt to you if it happens again."
"Noooo, please don't really take me back to school I won't struggle...I promise Papa." He cried and bowed his head only to snap it back up as the sixth smack in the set was always delivered with harder force than the other five. "Arghh! Please stop I am sorry, so sorry Sir."
"Never have I been so embarrassed by one of my children's conduct." Carlisle chided and smacked as he tilted Jasper forward until the boy had to balance his weight on his finger tips. He dealt six fierce slaps to the under curves of his son's fiery rear on each sore cheek. Jasper howled, hiding his head in his outstretched arms.
For several minutes there was only the persistent rhythm of the smacks that could be heard as Carlisle now was silent, as Jasper knew how to behave and should not need reminding. Therefore, the disciplinarian concentrated on making sure his boy would have trouble sitting for the remainder of the week and continued until Jasper was exhausted and only whimpering after each smack.
"If you need to spend some time in KinderGarten I am sure it can be arranged." Carlisle said more softly as he helped Jasper to stand after accepting that the boy had had enough.
"Pull your pants up son." This was done shyly when Jasper realised they were still around his ankles. Carlisle held his arms out which he happily stepped into. "I love you and that is why I do not want to see you continue with this destructive behaviour as it is not you."
"I think you will find it is Papa." Shuddering, Jasper wiped away his tears and tried desperately not to rub at the sting in his rear and began to wonder about putting his butt in a cold shower once his Father was gone.
"Okay, a small part of you then." He smiled at his boy. "You can control yourself when you choose and that is why I become disappointed in you when you choose not to. Try harder or my hand will get considerably harder. Into bed and have a good think on how you will improve your behaviour when around humans."
'mmmm I could eat em all up, except for Hope...urgh.' "Yes Sir I will be respectful Sir." He said as he snuggled on his stomach and was relieved that Em had saved him from school even if his backside now hummed. He hoped their Father would not be too hard on Emmett or Edward as he was in that window too.
Carlisle sat on the bed and stroked his son's hair. "Needs a cut Jasper, shall I go and plug the shears in?"
"Papa we have been through this before, I like my hair like this." Jasper grinned as he buried his face further into the pillow. "Maybe later...much later when my behind is talking to me again I could read you out my winning argument?" He said it quietly and hid behind his hair.
Carlisle beamed and brushed the hair from his boy's eyes once more. "Excellent...I am going back to work now as I can get some paper work finished. Once I am home and settled I would very much enjoy listening to your thoughts my son." He stood up and pushed down his sleeves and retrieved his watch from the computer desk.
"Right then...You are on restriction to your bed until 7pm and then on limitation to the house for a week with extra chores. I should not have to tell you Jasper but as Esme is not here and I will be at work I expect you to remain alone at all times in that bed. Do you understand me?"
Jasper winced at the memory of what is Father was referring too. They all knew the rules that when on restriction there would be no funny business or having any fun what so ever.
Of course as soon as their parent's back were turned the mates were at it like the Duracell bunnies. The painful day that Jasper recalled was when he and Alice had been caught practically in the act:
*"Can I come in?" Jasper said looking very cheeky as he closed the door and smiled. "Mama has gone out with Rose and Papa will not be home for another hour."
"No Jazzy go away I do not want to get into anymore trouble with mom and Daddy will be back soon and I know he will let me off restriction if I look contrite enough so buzz off and bug Em...Besides I am too sore and I should never have got mom that flipping paddle!" She folded her arms and pouted.
"Come on my lil cherry pie. Jazz will make you feel better, that I can guarantee you." He went to Alice's dressing table and picked up a pot of something cold and creamy looking...He never could figure out why she purchased these beauty products but it made her happy and was a great salve.
"Oh, and I did warn you about the paddle lil Miss, now let me take the sting away by giving you something else to think upon."
He moved closer towards his willing prey and crawled upon the bed as he pulled his best hound dog look. She grinned and pulled the duvet back; Jasper did not need telling twice and dived under the covers and began to nip at Alice's neck and then went down her body planting little kisses and venom trails from his mouth.
She yelped as his weight was making her sore butt press further down into the mattress. Jasper jumped off at once and curled around her as she lay on her side. He slowly inched her pj shorts down her smooth legs and put his cold gentle hand on his wife's tender skin.
Alice changed position and lay on her stomach as Jasper straddled the back of her thighs and applied the cold cream to his mate's cute bottom. He gulped down venom and began to undo his jeans with one hand while continuing to calm his wife's ache with the other, and begin an entirely different sort of ache.
Alice squirmed excitedly and stuck her bottom out more to feel his caress, after some gentle patting she smiled and rolled on her back and pulled the duvet completely off. "Go down Jazzy, quick before anyone comes home."
"Are ya sure you ain't to sore?"
"All I am at this moment is tingly, so get down there soldier and sort me out."
"Of course Ma'am the pleasure is mine."
They were soon so lost in each other that they did not hear the Mercedes pull up and was both shocked when they heard their Father tap smartly at the bedroom door. "Fuck..."Jasper mumbled into Alice's stomach.
"Alice are you speaking with someone young lady when you are being punished?" Carlisle said as he opened the door and scanned the room.
"No Daddy just singing to myself to help pass the hours of solitude."
"I see...Alice please do not lie to Daddy. My study five minutes and Jasper get your behind from under that bed, put on some clothes and follow your mate for a conversation with my hand and the soap..."*
The boy now had a faraway look on his face which made Carlisle look sceptically on what his son was thinking about. "Jasper are you listening to me?"
He looked shyly at his Father and promised that he would behave himself and focus on his punishment and absolutely no funny business. "I was just thinkin' about something."
"Hymn, I mean it Jasper if I get an inkling Alice has been in here before 7pm you will be on restriction for one month."
"Papa are you going to work dressed like that?" Jasper queried to change the subject and raised his head from the pillow. Carlisle's sports sweater and black skinny jeans made him look a little too young and perhaps should be on his way to college himself. "We have to keep up appearances Papa."
"I know that young man. I will just be in the office and it is nice to be out of a suit as it makes me feel like I am on holiday. Now behave, be good, I love you and will see you later."
"Papa I really think you should reconsider your wardrobe choice as you are pulling off junior student doctor here."
"Son stop worrying, I am just working in the office and besides since Esme started helping out more at FFruit, I am lacking in the shirt department."
"Yes your ironing does have a lot to be desired Sir."
"Cheeky. Have a rest and stop worrying..."
Jasper drifted off after getting a couple of quick snacks from the kitchen and playing his music for an hour in the garden as the sun had come out and he wanted to rest under Esme Two.
The soreness made him retreat back to bed with Alice's pot of cold cream which he got through a lot of tubs. Pulling his pants down Jasper lay on his side on the bed and gently rubbed the cream into his swollen skin and hissed at the pain.
Really he knew he had been pushing it to stay out of bed so long and the fact was he was not sure what time Esme would be back and wanted to give his Mother no reason to take the damn paddle to him.
"Fuck...the mug." He hobbled out of bed and to the garden and gathered up his mug, book and iPod and went back inside, washing the cup and placing it back in the cupboard.
"Ahrhh!" He yelped when he began to climb the stairs again and wondered if his Father's hand was getting harder as the years went by unless his head was just getting thicker. He brushed away a tear and worried his bottom lip between his teeth and got back into bed and applied more cream.
He was rather content and relaxed as he had shut his blinds and plugged in his red lava lamp casting a warm glow around the room. He loved getting the house to himself as being in solitude kept other people's emotions away which meant his own were not on high alert. He was sore but he was sure if Alice hurried up and came home she would make it all better...
Carlisle strode down the corridor irritated that once again he was being called to pick up another Cullen. He glanced at the two students openly kissing instead of being in class and tsked as he went by...then he stopped and turned. "Edward Cullen!"
Edward came up for air and stared at his Dad while Bella made herself as small as possible and hid behind her boyfriend. "Dad I well um –"
"Get back to class." He said sternly. "Both of you." They scarpered leaving Carlisle extremely angry with his first born and decided they would be having a chat before this day was done...maybe more than one.
Carlisle sat respectfully for five minutes while he was lectured on his son wasting public resources and everyone's time, he felt like a chided child yet doubted if Emmett was repentant in the slightest. He allowed the man to have his say before trying to finish the meeting and finish this day. "I apologise on behalf of myself and my son as my son's childish prank will not go unchecked I can assure you Sir. He is lucky to be getting off so lightly and I guarantee, he will never do such an act again."
Carlisle gave Emmett a very unhappy stare. "Get your bag and coat." He turned to the Principal and smiled as if he had just remembered something.
"My other son Edward has a dentist appointment...he has a slight overbite and I forgot to give him a note this morning. Would it be possible to take him with me now to save making yet another trip?"
The principal nodded. "Of course...I am sure Edward will be pleased to get out of gym. I wanted to ask if Emmett was well in himself?"
"Why do you ask?"
"The school nurse has reported several sickness episodes since the beginning of the school year, eight to be presise. The boy is getting dizzy spells and spots in front of his eyes...Perhaps he needs glasses? He is missing a great deal of chemistry because of these spells which could affect his final grade if the problem is not corrected."
The Principal held the Doctor's gaze while Emmett squirmed in his seat. "You hold a high position at the hospital for one so young Dr Cullen." The man said changing tact. "And raising all these foster children it must take its toll."
"What do mean by that Sir?" Carlisle said quietly yet he could feel the hairs raise on the back of his neck as he struggled to remain composed by the arrogance that this man was suddenly showing him.
"Nothing at all, please do not take offense young man, it is a compliment. You just do not seem old enough to –"
"Oh he is old enough believe me he just has very good moisturizer." A look from his Dad made Emmett shut up. "Dad, should I wait in the hall?"
The Principal turned to the student and tried to take command of the situation. "Emmett there is no need, we are nearly done and then you can go home and rest." The man smiled nervously now as something in the Doctor's eyes scared him.
"Go and wait in the hall Emmett." Carlisle over rode the educator. "Do not go far as you have an apology to make to your Principal." Once alone the vampire watched the human.
"Can I be honest with you Dr Cullen?"
"Of course I would expect nothing else."
"You and your good wife are very young and teenagers need a firm hand to guide them especially troubled children."
"My children are not troubled and just need to be treated the same as all the other children regardless of their backgrounds."
"Jasper Whitlock Cullen struggles to keep his temper in check at school...Not very often as he is an excellent student yet I know he intimidates some of his teachers."
He continued. "Emmett has been sick eight times and even though I have sent several notes home expressing concern for his health you have not acted upon it and his grades are slipping." He averted his gaze from the man in front of him who sat calmly but there was something about the man that worried the teacher.
"Edward is again a very well behaved student...However, over the last few months he has become tardy, his homework is often late or missing and he keeps leaving his classes without a good reason. Is something wrong at home son?"
Carlisle was speechless he was now being spoken down to as if he was one of the students and wished he had taken his son's advice and dressed in his suit. "Jasper is a fine boy and would not have behaved so inappropriately without reason. I am not defending his actions but I will defend my son. I want to arrange a meeting with both yourself and Mr Hope. If you are looking for a cause for Jasper it is because he is upset over one of your teacher's attitude towards him."
Carlisle watched the Principal never losing eye contact and his features had remained pleasant and his tone soft. Yet, he seemed imposing now and the other man decided he did not get paid enough to take on Dr Cullen, not verbally anyway.
Carlisle smiled. "There is clearly a misunderstanding between the two of them which needs sorting out as I do not want my child to be upset every time I send him to school."
The Patriarch leaned slightly forward. "Emmett does not like chemistry and has clearly hoodwinked you all and perhaps the nurse needs her own vision checking as that boy is as strong and healthy as an ox. He saw an opportunity which you gave and repeated it as obviously the teachers here could not outwit a teenage boy. If we were ignoring your correspondence was it not just probable that we were not receiving the letters? Would a phone call have been out of the question before you judge us as bad parents due to our ages?"
Carlisle allowed no room for argument. "And as for Edward, he has found a girlfriend and I am sure even though it was so very long ago in your case. You must remember the excitement of that first love and wanting to spend every waking moment with her."
Carlisle looked very stern and lied through his sharp teeth. "Now I have just spotted two students in the hall kissing when class is on. Should you perhaps be speaking to your teachers to see if they need to be more firmer with your students? It is just a suggestion I would not want you to think I am telling you how to do your job."
"It seems that you are making excuses for your children Mr Cullen."
"DR...Cullen." He heard a giggle from outside and chided Em in his head. Carlisle smiled yet his eyes were dark as he watched the Principal fidget.
"I assure you I would never make excuses for my children's poor conduct. Jasper will be having no more tantrums at school as he has now been punished and we are going to have a chat with Mr Hope to sort out why he keeps upsetting my boy."
Carlisle pushed up his sleeves and folded his arms. "Emmett is just being a typical teenager and has tried all the locks to the door until he found the one that fitted. The key meant he had a way to skip class and you have allowed him to do so...not me, you. However, now I am aware of the situation he will not do it again." This time he heard his son groan.
"Dr Cullen there is no need to take that tone." Carlisle realised his voice had started to rise and forced himself to relax and continued as if the Principal had not spoken.
"And as for Edward, it is your job...again not mine to know where you're students are during the school day and if Edward is turning up late etc then I should have been contacted and made aware of the problem. Did you give Edward a letter like you did with Emmett? You have a lot of trust in these young people...only not the right kind of trust."
The 'young' doctor stood up and looked down at the man behind the desk. "You trust that being foster children they will have problems. Therefore you have skipped around them in kid gloves and allowed them to do whatever they choose too and treating them differently in the process. I will of course sort it all out for you and none of this will occur again."
The Principal was not sure what to say to that and could not decide if this young man was insulting him, all he knew was that he wanted him gone so he could go and get drunk.
"Dr Cullen. How old did you say you were again?"
"I didn't. Emmett in here please..."
They made their way to the now sunny playing field and the Mercedes parked in the same location as before. Edward remained further back and was trying desperately to read his Dad's thoughts. He was speaking in Russian a tongue Edward could not master and he groaned. "Dad I was meeting Bella after school."
"Please be quiet Edward." Carlisle said as he strode to the car and put the boys bags in the boot and eyed Emmett as the boy shifted and squirmed under his Dad's gaze. Carlisle opened the front passenger door and beckoned Em forward with a crook of his finger. The boy inched forward and Edward inched back.
Once by his Father he reluctantly turned to face the car door that Carlisle pointed to and placed his hands on the roof for balance and grunted when he received two hard smacks on his rear. Students and staff in the buildings groaned that another storm was brewing. "Get in that seat and not one word until we get home."
Carlisle opened the back door and beckoned Edward with a crook of his finger, his first born obeyed...eventually and turned towards the open door and closed his eyes and prayed that no one was looking. After a few seconds he peeked at his Father who remained still with his arms folded and head slightly tilted as if truly scrutinizing his boy.
"Edward were you involved?" Of course he knew he had been at the window with his brother. However, he may have been unaware of Emmett's plan as the boy often went off and acted first.
"Umm, no Sir...I was in math at the time." Edward winced and balled his hands into fists on the roof as he clenched his butt and waited for the smacks.
After a moment Carlisle spoke softly. "Okay Edward if you are sure that you were in math then why do you look so worried son? I would never smack you for no reason would I?"
"No Sir, I was just thinking about Bella as I am meet –"
"Yess" Irritated at his son's bare faced cheek to carry on with this topic after he had just lied to his face. "You have already told me that Edward! You do not have to keep repeating yourself I am perfectly capable of retaining information. I am not as daft as you think I am...You may as well come with us now in case I think of a few more questions I want to ask you; just to clear up any misunderstandings."
"I have my own car and I never get to see Bella." Edward whined and stamped his boots into the ground. "Please Dad I was in Math why am I getting dragged down." He scowled and folded his arms and was about to start protesting again when his Dad's expression froze his mouth shut.
"Get in the car Mr Cullen." Carlisle spoke sharply and Edward obeyed yet looked mutinous and kicked the back of Em's chair leaving a muddy boot print as he sat down. The seat went hurtling forward and Em smashed into the dash board creating a deep crack and breaking the clock.
"Edward you douche!" Em yelled and pulled the seat back literally as it would not roll back smoothly now.
"That is my car that you are destroying you naughty bad tempered little child." Each word was given with a firm smack to the top of Edward's thighs making him grunt in pain and begin to cry.
"Do you want a spanking? I will put you over my knee Edward right here, right now if you do not stop acting like a baby and next time I say for you to get in the car you do so straight away. Is that clear young man?"
"You get to see Esme whenever you like." Edward cried upset and fed up. Carlisle leaned in and took his son's chin firmly and forced his head reluctantly to face his own.
"Calm yourself down Edward, now you need to stop and think before opening that mouth again. I know you are upset and want to be with Bella but we cannot always have what we want." Carlisle let Edward's chin go and placed his hand firmly on the top of his son's leg and gave the boy's sore thigh a gentle squeeze.
"Now I want to get in the car and go home without anymore fuss from you young man. Oh, and that conduct I have just witnessed in there...Unacceptable."
"So-sorry Dad." Edward winced when the door was slammed shut, very teary he rubbed his thighs which blazed where the denim fit snugly to his legs.
The elder turned around in his chair and set Edward in stone with a look. "You will be sorry if you do not start telling me the truth...Now, put your face straight as we are going home and do not dare try and read my thoughts without permission."
'Eddy just keep denying it as there is no point us both going down. I would say the old man is definitely suspicious but cannot prove it so do not crack like the way you are right now, fool.' Edward glared at the back of Emmett's head.
"Emmett, stay out of Edward's head and concentrate on enjoying the last few minutes of being able to sit down comfortably. Also sit still as you would not want anymore dizzy spells..."
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A/N it truly was a one shot...just got a bit out of hand, plus a lil nudge from Cumor. *shocked face and puts kettle on.*