Hello world of ! Here's what's up. I got some testing next week that will have me out (AP stuff) but other than that I should be coming back. If I get enough 'yes' to this proposed idea I might do it (oh come on we al know I will do it if you guys ask and it works with the current plot) this story should be complete, however I was going to maybe add another chapter of bruce finding out. What do you think? And I still need ideas for more bat family stories if anyone has one. I don't really want to use some that are already covered by other people (who am I kidding, look at this story a little. This isn't the first Robin to be in trouble this way), but give me something people!

So here you go, final(maybe) chapter of Tim getting it from Dick. Hope you all enjoy.

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Chapter 4

After that I let the quiet of the car stay, mostly cause I was thinking about this whole situation. I really didn't want to be spanked at all; I mean come on, I'm thirteen. Last time I complained to Bruce he said that he'd spank me at any age and worst, Alfred seemed to agree with him. Then again, Alfred has caught me a few times, I think it might be even worse getting it from him.

I guess I was a little scared too, I know Bruce spanks hard and all but at least he doesn't say anything about me crying like a baby afterward and lets me hug him. I guess that's because if he's going to spank me he feels like he should comfort me a little. I don't need it cause I'm a teenager now, but it's still nice.

I kind of wonder how Dick felt about this. He didn't seem to want to spank me, not that Bruce wants to either. Bruce just got use to it I guess, I still wish he would do something else. Then again, I hate it when he grounds me or takes my x-box away. He does say that it's punishment for a reason.

I just hoped that Dick wouldn't use a paddle like Bruce does sometimes, it hurts a lot more. I know most of the time that when I get it I deserve it, but I don't have to like it. Like if it was Bruce, my ass was so getting the paddle. I wouldn't be able to even try to talk out of this one.

Even though Dick didn't yell, I still expected him to once we got back. But, all he said was for me to go shower and wait for him up in my room.

"Yes, sir" I through the sir in there just for good measure. Bruce doesn't seem as mad if I use sir sometimes, I hoped Dick was the same way.

I didn't know if he'd get angry if I took too long so I made sure to be as quick as I could. Still took me twenty minutes to get ready for bed; since I figure that he'd want to be rid of me after this, at least until morning. I wondered if he would take me back in the morning, since I was suppose to stay all weekend.

Only once he came in did it really hit me. Dick was going to spank me. Part of me wanted to believe that he was going to play this all off as a joke or something, he's like that sometimes. He's really funny and goofy about stuff and it always joking. Him acting all serious is a little weird actually.

But when he sat down on the bed and said, "Pants down, come on," it seemed to hit me a little too fast.

"But Dick!" I immediately said. I know I asked him to spank me, but I never even thought that he was going to spank me bare. I was even a little mad before that these pajamas bottoms were so thin.

Dick looked like he just wanted this to be over as well, "Tim, it's late and I'm sure Bruce is enjoying his weekend off. But if you want to go wake him…"

"But this isn't fair!" I shouted. Dick should know that this isn't fair, threatening me with Bruce. Bruce is like a bear when he wakes up; and if he told him what I did, I wouldn't be sitting for weeks.

"Kid, you chose this punishment." Dick's voice that implied warning that he was still willing to take me back to Bruce.

"Sorry," I looked at the uninteresting blue carpet. He was right, I had asked him to punish me, I shouldn't be arguing. "You're right."

I pulled my pants and underwear down and shuffled over. Maybe Dick still wouldn't be as bad. Cause Bruce likes to ask me questions and stuff while he's spanking me. I'm not sure why he does that, but I hate it.

I jumped at the first spank, the first one always takes me by surprise. I promised myself I wasn't going to cry. I promise myself every time with Bruce, but I always end up bawling. This was with Dick though, I had to show him I could take a little spanking. But, as he kept paddling me it was getting harder not to let out some noises.

"What's this for?" he asked as he started to hit my thighs.

"You, ow, can't be, ah, serious!" I could now feel the tears starting to run down my face. If I had to answer then I would probably lose it.

He just gave me a harder spank on my right thigh, "I am."

"Ow, for not obeying!" I cried hoping this would be the end of it.

"And why was that wrong?" Dick must've been spanked by Bruce before, he was acting just like him.

"What?" I asked, admittedly not that politely.

"That rude mouth of yours is getting to be a pain, Tim." Dick said, landing another hard swat.

"Ow, I'm sorry. I could've gotten hurt. The joker got away. It's my fault. I'm sorry." I started to sob then, it was mostly from the guilt and not my burning bottom, but that hurt too.

"Tim, you could've gotten killed. What would I tell Bruce then?" I could hear the pain in his voice as he said this. "Plus, I like you way too much kid for you to get hurt over something stupid."

I felt so horrible. How could he tell Bruce that I got killed because I was too stupid to listen to orders? Maybe I shouldn't be allowed to go out as Robin anymore.

I'm not sure how much longer the spanking lasted after that. Eventually Dick stopped and pulled me into a hug. I cried into his shirt, feeling like nothing but a stupid little kid.

He gently rubbed my back, "You're going to listen to me from now on, right?"

"Yes, Dick. I promise." I sniffled and hoped he'd forgive me.

"And you know that this is a one time thing. Any other time and I'm going to report you to Bruce."

"Yes." I had almost forgotten that we had made a deal.

"And you do realize that it was just a mistake on your part," Dick looked at me. "You're not a bad kid, and so far you make a great Robin. You just got to think more. Okay, Tim?"

I was confused, he shouldn't be praising me. "But, I messed up so bad," I mumbled.

"Yeah, but you think I haven't? You think Bruce never made a mistake?" I shook my head. "I told you earlier, I did worst. I just don't want you to do this again."

I nodded, I guess that makes sense. Bruce tells me the same things a lot.

"Okay, so we have two choices now." I wondered what he was meaning. But, either way his knees were hard and I squirmed a bit. "You can either go to bed right now, like a good boy. Or…" I was curious, he sounded a little excited. "You can come down stairs and chill with me. I might even throw in some ice cream."

I couldn't believe it, I thought he would make me stay in my room or something. "Really Dick?"

He smiled, "Kid, do I ever lie to you?"

I couldn't help but smile. No, he didn't lie to me.

It was great eating ice cream and watching a really violent movie that Bruce wouldn't normally let me watch, probably because of how the women dressed in it. The only problem was that I was getting really tired.

Dick paused the movie all of a sudden, "I'm tired, how about we finish this in the morning?"

I was all to glad to curl up in bed, besides he promised that we would do fun stuff tomorrow. Hopefully, this time I would stay out of trouble.