Tron went to their room to check on him. Clu was pulling at the illuminated cuff.

"What are you doing?"

"Scratching my wrist."

He rolled his eyes. "Stop."

"Scratching my wrist?"

He gave him a look, "Why don't I believe you?"

"what! Go back to your swim," He rolled his eyes and went his bed.

Tron sat down on his bed and began reading,"You ok?"

He sighed and laid on his stomach. He twirled a top, "I'm bored,"

He rolled his eyes. "Why don't you go swimming?"

"No thanks." On the old grid he'd be watching the games at the moment.

"Want to do something then?"

"Like?" Clu didn't look up.

"What do you like to do?"

"What I'd like to do I can't because my stadium was destroyed."

He rolled his eyes. "We can watch a movie."

He crossed his arms, "What kind of movie?"

"Why don't you pick one?"

He sighed and picked one that looked like it had enough destruction in it.

Tron rolled his eyes and put it in. Clu enjoyed every explosion on screen. The older program noticed that. "I don't think you should be watching these kinds of movies."

"I want to watch it."

He turned it off. "I need to talk to Flynn."

He glared at him and turned it back on, "I'm still watching."

He smacked his bottom. "NO."

"Stop it! Leave me be!"

"Pick something else to watch."

"I enjoyed that!" He glared at him.

He gave him a look, "How about something like Pirates?" His younger brother simply rolled his eyes,"No more violence."

He glared, "Thats not fair!"

"Yes it is."

"NO it isn't! Its not as though I'm not being forced, here in cuffs no less! What the h3ll can I do! other than work, eat and sleep?"

"Find a new hobby," he narrowed his eyes. He crossed his arms, "Want a time out?"

"Stop treating me like a child!"

"Then stop acting like one."

"Just leave me alone!"

He pointed to the corner. "Get." Clu didn't even bother to move, "I'm not telling you a second time."

"Leave. Me. Alone!" he went to his bed to twirl the top again.

Tron smacked his bottom. "Corner, now."

He grabbed his butt and glared at him, "Get away from me, Rinzler!" He threw the pillow at him.

He picked him up and put him over his lap. "Sorry I have to do this again so soon."

"Stop!" he pushed at him and tried to crawl away, "I haven't done anything!"

"Lose the attitude," he pulled his pants down.

"I don't have an attitude, you won't let me do anything!" he kicked. Tron smacked his bottom hard. He gasped and pushed harder, "No! Let me go!"

He held him and continued spanking him.

"This is unfair and you know it!" he squirmed.

"No it isn't. You're throwing tantrums."

"Because you won't leave me alone!"

He smacked his sit spots hard. "It's because you're being difficult."

He winced, "I just wanted to play with my top!"

He rolled his eyes and continued spanking him. Despite his squirming, he spanked him five minutes.

Clu sobbed into the bed, "I HATE you, Rinzler!"

He sighed and sat him up, hugging him. "Well I still love you."

He cried, frustrated, and pushed him away, "Don't touch me! Leave me alone!"

He sighed. "Alright. Stay in here for now."