Cautiously my brothers and I entered our house. I don't know why I was being careful though, I never get bad reports from school. Ben and Chris threw their stuff into a nearby closet before running to the front door. It slammed close with a loud "BANG", a red and blue aura surrounded it then faded.

"Where d0 y0u three have tw0 be 20 200n?" Our father was leaning on a wall at the top of the stairs with his hands in his pockets, he gave himself a small push off the wall and started down the carpeted stairwell.

Ben and Chris took off running as my father reached the bottom. I sighed and set my stuff in a corner making sure that I wouldn't forget it later. I then reached my arms up to my dad who set me on his back with his psionic abilities.

"Backdoor2 unlocked and 2o ii2 the kiitchen wiindow." I said as my father calmly walked towards the living room. He still had his hands in his black pockets as he passed through the game-room he locked the backdoor as we passed it.

"GRRRRRRRRR..." Our dog-droid, Biscuit, gave a warning growl as my dad passed through the green kitchen. My father paused and picked up the growling canine robot. I smiled and gave biscuit a pat behind his ears as my dad continued into the grey and black living room.

"Bii2cuiit fetch the triiplet2!" My dad sternly ordered setting the family pet on the ground. Biscuits' eyes turned from light brown to blood red, he grew as big a Rottweiler, and in his mouth I could see fangs with his warm black saliva dripping from them appear.

"BARK BARK!" His mechanical bark rang out as be ran behind the couch.

"AUGH!" A boy dressed in a black and grey jacket ran out from one side with Biscuit hot in pursuit. Chris hugged my fathers pants leg as he readjusted one of his bangs so it was out of his red eye and back over his blue one.

My father used one arm to pick up Chris and the other to give Biscuit a treat. Chris looked up at me and smirked, we weren't going to get spanked just a scolding really. Biscuit continued looking for Ben while our father scolded us on the mint green couch.

"Y0u tw0 need tw0 d0 better in 2ch00l." Our father started a disapproving look on his face as he faced Chris. "Chrii2..."

"Ye2 2iir?" Chris looked up at our father with a mysterious glint in his hollow orange eyes. It looked like he was peering into our fathers very soul and life essence, then again its hard to tell with Chris he looks at everybody like that.

"0n y0ur rep0rt card iit 2ay2; Chrii2 need2 tw0 be a biit m0re 20ciiable wiith hii2 cla22mate2. Al20 Chrii2 need2 t0 f0cu2 a biit m0re 0n cla22w0rk than 0n drawiing fell0w 2tudent Candy Vanta2 iin hii2 n0teb00k2." My dad read from my favorite brothers report card. My brother was blushing green and screaming into a pillow on the couch. I rubbed his back to comfort him as it father began speaking again.

"Zeke n0w iit2 y0ur turn." He held up my report card and began reading. "Zeke i2 a 2hy chiild 0ften piicked 0n by Benjamiin. He need2 tw0 w0rk 0n 20ciial 2kiill2."

I gave a weak smile just as a knock was heard on the door. My father went to go get it leaving me and my brother to follow.

"I 6elieve this is y9urs sir..." A voice said handing our father Ben. I smiled as I saw Candy and Her dancestor KanKri at the door. "He was 6arking and 6eing a nuisance 9n Karkats lawn..."

"Thank2 Kankrii ii'll take care of iit." My father reassured him closing the door. Ben was squirming and trying to escape our fathers secured grasp. "B0y2 2iit 0n the fl00r and watch what ii'm ab0ut tw0 d0."

Chris and I sat side-by-side on the grey carpeted floor. Ben was laid face-down in our fathers lap as dad calmly read his report card and used him as a arm rest.

"Ben ii2 a hard 2tudent tw0 get thr0ugh tw0. He bulliie2 all the giirl2, 2h0w2 n0 re2pect f0r hii2 elder2, get2 iin tw0 fiight2 wiith 2triider, and many 0ther thiing2. He ii2 tw0 be expelled next M0nday after takiing h0me all hii2 thiing2!" My dad screamed the last part. A burst of Psionic energy erupted from his eyes causing me to fall on my face. I was quickly comforted by Chris.

"HELL YEAH NO 2CHOOL ANYMORE FOR THE BEN2TER!" Ben yelled happily. Our father used his Psionic energy to hold Bens mouth shut and remove his pants. Ben tried to counter it but failed his Psionic was weaker than dads.

Chris and I watched in awe as Ben was held by red and blue ropes, only his arms were still capable of movement. Our father's black leather belt was pulled off and set on the couch next to him coiled like like a snake. Bens' muffled cries increased as our father reached for Bens paddle.

We had been paddled once in our lives, it was to show is what the paddles were for. Our father never under any circumstance went above a belt, but now we saw the paddle again. Bens' paddle had holes along the sides and a few in the center of its wood frame.

Ben shook his head and squirmed for all he was worth, a look of fear in his eyes. Bens small grey hands were placed upon dads black jeans. The paddle was lifted into the air above our fathers head.

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We cringed as the paddle was lifted back up revealing Bens' green behind. Ben dug his nails into dads leg and fought back the tears. Dad bent down a bit and used the paddle to loosen Bens grip up slightly. Ben looked pleadingly at his father not wanting to be paddled again.

"20rry Ben but iit ha2 tw0 be d0ne..." Our father said raising up the paddle again over his horns. "II l0ve y0u tw0 much n0t d0 thii2..."

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Ben's grip tightened once again in dads leg, harder this time and gave a muffled cry of pain as the paddle was bought down on his mark. Dad loosened up Bens grip and placed the paddle on his stinging bottom gently so he could see if his leg was bleeding. I cringed when dad held Bens hands in place with his Psionic energy. The paddle was back in dads hand and soon back in the air.

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Ben was crying hard by he last smack, I guess everyone in the room was relieved by the paddle being set down. My father stopped using his Psionic on Bens mouth and picked up the belt.

"N0w Benjamiin, can y0u tell me what y0u are?" Our father gave Ben a smack on the rear as he asked the question.

"A b-b-bad b-b-boy!" Ben answered as the belt was bought down again on his exposed bottom.

"What d0 bad b0y2 get?" Our father struck Bens weak spot causing the child to wince.

"2panked..." Ben was crying as he answered our fathers question.

"D0e2 daddy want y0u tw0 be a bad b0y?" Our father set the belt down. Ben shook his head as dad lifted him up into a sitting position, dad out his pants on with Psionic.

Ben's furry collared jacket hid his mouth as he spoke in a tiny whisper, but from the way my father responded it was obvious to understand what he had said; "Do you want me?"

"Ye2 Ben iif II diidn't w0uld II have raii2ed y0u?" Our dad asked standing and picking me up. Chris was clinging to our fathers back as we headed upstairs to our rooms.

"Ye2..." Ben answered placing his left thumb in his mouth. My father went into the first room on the right and deposited a drawing Chris onto his bed. I could see Candies head and shoulders surrounded by a heart in the few seconds we were in there. Next was Ben who was sucking his thumb still and clinging to out father with the other.

"N0thiing y0u d0 Ben wiill 2t0p me fr0m l0viing y0u." Dad kissed Bens cheek and set him in bed. "But II wiill be mad at y0u iif II get an0ther bad rep0rt card."

I was the last one to be placed in my room. I had homework so I worked on it in there for a while until I heard the sound of breaking glass.

"Huh?" I poked my head into the hallway and saw Ben standing worriedly in front of a broken window. A catapult could be seen rolling from his room.

"What wa2 that!" Our father came running upstairs and uttered something under his breathe when he saw the window. "BENJAMIIN R0DGER CAPT0R!"

"II'm loved 2o you can't 2pank me!" Ben said as he ran off follows by our father. I heard some noises and Ben ran back up locking his bedroom door.

"Well," I thought "At least someone has a happy ending..."