Needs Part 4
Still don't own these characters. Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy still have control of Angel and the gang (Damn!)
The next day.
Connor rolled over in his sleep and was jarred awake with pain. His rear was throbbing and it didn't put him in such a great mood. In fact Connor was pissed. How dare his jailer (father) punish him twice for the same deed?! He got dressed and stomped down the stairs to the Lobby.
The gang is assembled going over their battle with the Demon. Angel hearing the muttering and grumbling from his son assessed his son's mood and found it wanting.
"Connor, before you say or do something your butt will regret, put your nose in the corner until you calm down" ordered Angel
"What I'm not fu- OW! " Connor hotly declared
Lorne had anticipated his foul remark and flicked his lips with two of his fingers. "Connor I already told you that you are not to use language like that here. We already discussed this once before. If you know what's good for you I better not hear another curse word from your mouth" said Lorne sternly in Connor's personal space.
Angel decided to add his own admonishments to Lorne's speech. "Connor when I was growing up in the 17th century they believed in washing your mouth with soap and water, fortunately for you I don't agree with that practice. However I assure you if I ever again hear you using gutter language like that I will be taking payment from you through your bottom. I told you to put your nose in the corner and I meant it. I already told you that I'm not playing anymore games with you. You will do as you're told." Angel said firmly
Connor reluctantly headed over to the furthermost corner away from his father's heavy hand. He was thinking some terrible thoughts in his head, but mostly he was embarrassed to be put in the corner in front of the entire team, especially Spike because he barely knew the caustic vamp.
"Okay gang, back to business now we have to decide if this was an isolated incident with the Croflayer demon or if the city has a sudden infestation. Wesley gather a team at Wolfram & Hart to do some research, Fred I need you to do an autopsy on the demon to check out its basic physiology and give us more information on how to handle more of these creatures. Spike, Gunn you are on standby. We won't be able to go patrolling until much later. Cordy, Lorne you guys have babysitting duty. Connor is on a short leash now everybody for the next month. Lorne, Cordy I know how difficult this is for you but I trust you to watch him more than I would anyone at Wolfram & Hart. Does anyone have any questions?"
Connor was seething in the corner, not only was his punishment broadcast to the world, but they were talking about him like he wasn't even there. His anger was building, in frustration he punched the wall, accidentally breaking through it stud and all.
Closest to Connor was Gunn, He spun him around and grabbed his hand. He manipulated the fingers to check and see if there were any broken bones. Once he was satisfied that Connor was okay, he spun him back around and placed 5 stinging swats on his backside. Gunn then pushed Connor into his father's arms. Angel Propped Connor over his bent knee and had him dangling there. "Connor what were you told to do? Without waiting for an answer Angel answered the question himself "You woke up this morning in a nasty mood, and so you decide to take it out onto the people around you. I told you to stand in the corner to calm yourself down. Instead of taking my words to heart you punch a hole into the wall. I hope you are prepared to accept the consequences" with those words said Angel proceeded to give Connor an attitude adjustment. 12 swats at moderate vampire strength were enough to re-ignite the burning pain from the night before.
When the spanking was over Connor's anger was dissipated, leaving a subdued little boy. Connor inherited from his father his inability to share his innermost thoughts and feelings but he thought he would give it a try today. "I'm sorry everybody. I didn't mean to cause trouble, I was just so angry being talked about like I wasn't here. I also was upset that I can't patrol or do anything for a month, and it's my fault. I shouldn't have taken it out on you." said Connor head hanging
"Aw sweetie it's okay, you're forgiven" cooed Fred
"Blimey kid, you're more fun than a barrel of monkeys, I love seeing Angel all flustered. Keep up the good work. Come to me for some pointers though, you could use a little subtlety." Snarked Spike
"Spike, leave him alone! Unless you want a taste of what Connor just got? He can get in enough trouble on his own without you giving him any ideas." replied Angel
If it was possible for a vampire to blush, Spike would be doing so at that moment. He buttoned his lips at this point. Imagine William the Bloody, the big bad himself being spanked like a bloody childe by his grandsire. 'Just you wait Angel you can't watch little junior all the time.' Spike thought.
"Okay team, get to work! Connor you know where to go. Let's get this job done right" Angel said dismissing the team.
"Connor, don't forget you owe me an essay." said Lorne.
Connor trudged off to his room feeling like a kicked puppy. He was sore and frustrated. This was going to be a very long month. He couldn't wait for its end.
Angel looking into the room, 3 hours later saw one sad little boy diligently working on his essay. Angel smiled at least his son finally started to learn his lesson on obedience. Without a word Angel went off to do what he does best. Save the world.
