Chapter Seven: Son of an Android

The day after Alexander was attacked by every single member of Organization XIII, Alexander woke up, still remembering the pain from only a day ago. Little did he know, that Bob was on the other end of the door, and when Alexander started walking to breakfast, the telepathic android was on the other end.

"You seem to be in distress." Bob said.

"You think, Captian Obvious? I got an atomic wedgie from Xion, thrashings from Vexen and Marluxia, Axel lit my glasses on fire, Larxene nearly killed me, and Xemnas was really mad at me!" Alexander yelled.

"Oh. Fair enough." Bob looked at Alexander, "You'd best get to breakfast."

"Why do you care?"

"Because I do."

"You're not my dad!"

"Do you want me to pull you over my mechanical knee? I will if you use that tone with me again."

"Nopenopenope I'll get to breakfast!" Alexander exclaimed hastily, before running to the breakfast place, wherever the heck that was.

"Good."

Alexander yet again, refused sitting down, "Alexander, I will not have this argument sith you again. Sit. Down. Now." Xemnas commanded.

"I'd rather not thanks for the offer though!"

Xemnas sighed, "Fine."

"Thanks."

Vexen walked up to Alexander, and sat him down.

Alexander started crying, "Please don't make me sit down it still hurts from when you and Marluxia spanked me..."

"That's the point, though I do have to admit that Marluxia took it a bit far."

Alexander made a portal back to his room, and ran through it, then getting into a more comfortable position, which was lying face down on his bed, pillow placed to protect his sore rear.

Xemnas looked at Vexen, "How do you get obedience from him?"

Vexen shrugged, "Corporal punishment."

"Huh. I ought to try that some time."

Vexen nodded, finished his breakfast, recieved a note from Bob to give to Alexander, and walked to Alexander's room, then walked in.

"Go away..." Alexander mumbled.

"I have a note to give you."

Alexander took the note from Vexen's hands, and read aloud, "Alexander, how would you like to meet your father? Come to my room if you want to meet him. Sincerely, Bob." Alexander looked at Vexen, "I want to meet him."

"Then I think you know where to go."

Alexander slowly left his room, headed for Bob's room.

Bob was waiting right outside there for Alexander, "Hey."

"How would you know who my father is?"

"Well, Alexander, the mind is a mysterious place."

"Anyways, who's my dad?"

"Me."

"Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait..." Alexander looked confused.

"Yes?"

"When was I born?"

"September 21."

"When were you born?"

"May 3."

"WAIT THIS IS WEIRD BYE I'M SORRY FOR PUTTING A BUCKET FULL OF GLUE ABOVE VEXEN'S DOOR 'DAD' BYE!" Alexander yelled, running back to his room and starting to work on his newest invention.

Vexen had walked back to his room, and fallen into the trap, then hearing Alexander, the glue covered Chilly Academic stormed to Alexander's room.

Alexander was laying facedown on his bed.

Vexen slowly pulled down Alexander's pants and underwear, then slowly taking the same metal paddle he had used a while ago, and held it high above his head.

Alexander didn't notice.

Vexen landed a smack to Alexander's rear, causing the kid to scream loudly.

"I'M SORRY VEXEN I'M SORRY! IT HURTS! I'M SORRY! I'LL NEVER BE BAD AGAIN!" Alexander wailed, holding his backside to protect it.

Vexen pinned Alexander's hands behind his back and continued to spank the poor boy's bottom.

"I WANT MY MOMMY! I WANT MY MOMMY!" Alexander screamed.

"Alexander, you have no mother."

"I KNOW BUT I WANT MY MOMMY!"

"...Of course you do..."

"I WANT MY MOMMY BECAUSE MY BUTT HURTS!"

Vexen landed a few harsh swats to Alexander's undercurves.

"OWWWWIE!"

Vexen stopped, pulled up Alexander's pants and underwear, and slowly stroked his back, laying him stomach-first on his bed.

All Alexander could do was cry, "I'm sorry Vexen... please don't tell Xemnas... he might get mad and spank me..."

"If you do one more prank, I'll have no choice."

"I'm sorry..."