Disclamer: I do not own the Twilight series
A/N: This is a discipline spanking story so if you don't like it, don't read it!
"You're the one who got us into this mess!" Edward hisses to Emmett.
"Really? Me? Because I remember you starting it!" Emmett snaps back.
"Guys, don't make Carlisle come back down here. Remember what he said?" I sigh.
"Shut up, Jasper!" They both yell. I sigh and they continue to argue.
They both started it. Edward was in a pissy mood and so was Emmett. We were heading back to the house after hunting, and the two of them got in an argument about the rooms again. Edward was complaining about not having enough space for a piano, and Emmett was complaining about having to hear Edward complain. They started making some cheap jabs at each other, but things turned physical when Emmett told Edward that he didn't even need room because he's "too damn prudish to get dirty" with anyone. Edward technically threw the first punch, but it was Emmett who landed the first punch. They were ready to tear each other apart, and when teeth started snapping, I stepped in. I tried to pull Edward away from Emmett, but I was catching the poorly aimed punches. After taking the fourth elbow to the gut and a fifth punch to my jaw, I started fighting back. It was a dumb move and I knew that, but I joined in anyways. Carlisle was outside and pulling us all apart in a split second. As soon as I saw him, I wiggled out of Emmett's headlock, dodged Edward's punches and kicks, and stepped away from the fight. Carlisle had to physically pull Edward and Emmett apart. I knew we were in hot water. I hate disappointing Carlisle. The least I owe him is complete obedience, he did give my mate and I a proper home after all, and it kills me when I can't even give him what is owed.
"You were the one who wouldn't stop running your mouth!" Emmett growls.
"You're the one who started talking shit!"
"If you would just stop whining about everything-"
"Boys!" Carlisle snaps and flings the door open. I jump to my feet, shocked that I was so focused on Emmett's and Edward's arguing to not hear Carlisle come downstairs. He points to the couch. "I told you I didn't want to hear any arguing. Bend over the couch!"
I scramble to the couch and kneel on the floor in front of it so my torso is bent over the cushions. We had to leave our last home so quickly that Carlisle left his bookshelves in the house. He hates thing being unorganized, but didn't yet have the proper storage for his books and medical journals, so they were currently stacked nearly around the room and on the spare space of his desk. That left no room for any of us to bend over the desktop, so the couch had to do. Emmett grumbled under his breath as he kneels next to me. I hear Carlisle pull a drawer open. I sigh and hang my head. It's the strap.
"Now, Edward." Carlisle demands. Slowly, Edward joins us. The couch is just long enough for all three of us to be bent over it, but we're shoulder to shoulder. Edward and Emmett start to growl at each other when their arms touch, but Carlisle is over in a second. He leaned between them and hissed something in their ear so quietly that I struggled to hear it, but it got them to stop. Next, Carlisle stood up and walked over to me. I held my breath when I felt his hand set on my back, knowing I'm about to get my first taste of that damned strap.
"Because you obeyed me and we're not part of the argument, you will not be included in this punishment." He tells me. I let out a sigh of relief. He lifts his hand off of my back and points to the far wall. "Go stand against the wall and keep quiet."
"Yes sir." I answer quickly and spring to my feet. As soon as I'm up, Emmett scoots over to my place. I rush to the wall and keep my head down.
"What did I tell you two?" Carlisle asks.
"No arguing." They both mumble.
"And what did I tell you would happen if I heard arguing?"
"You'd bust our tails."
"Right."
Emmett gets his first. Ten harsh snaps of the strap meet the seat of his jeans, making him groan. Carlisle goes right to Edward afterward and does the same to him. Edward whimpers with every smack. Once he gets his ten, he breaths out a deep sigh.
"Jasper," Carlisle waves me over as he moves to set the strap on his desk. He points to the empty space between Edward and Emmett. I hold back my own sigh and return to the couch. A nod from Carlisle makes me kneel over the couch again. "You three have no choice but to work out whatever it is that is causing all of this arguing, and you better do it without fighting and without moving from this couch. I'm going back upstairs, but my original words still stand. Anymore arguing and the offenders will be getting extra licks. Understood?"
"Yes sir." We all mumble. Edward reaches back and rubs his butt. Carlisle leaves the room without another word, and I'm a little concerned with his idea of us working it out. It's Edward and Emmett who want to argue, and I'm stuck between them now.
"Great!" Emmett groans. "This is just great!"
"You're telling me." I mumble back.
This will be an interesting day.
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