Game of Thrones: After the Trials
Chapter 9 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Chapter 9
It was the following day, Pod felt much better than yesterday, although the pain still lingered, the redness had mostly faded, and it was still a horrible memory burned into his mind. While not as bad as yesterday his behind was still tender and he squirmed slightly in his seat, as he sat in class, waiting for it to start.
"Something wrong, baby?" Joffrey taunted as he stopped next to Pod's desk.
Pod turned, deciding it was time. "Joffrey..."
Joffrey raised an eyebrow, noticing Pod's steady voice. "Something to say, Shorty Short Shorts?"
He didn't like this, the boy should be a weeping wreck, begging Joffrey for mercy on his knees.
"I do."
Joffrey decided to turn things up a notch. "Aw, is baby gonna cry, baby..."
Pod then cut him off, calmly inquiring. "Were your white teddy bear briefs yesterday comfortable enough for you?"
Joffrey froze, horror suddenly crossing his face. "What?"
"You heard me."
"How do you?" Joffrey began before realizing his mistake. "That's a..."
Pod just smiled, Joffrey was caught now, the sight of his tormentor blushing furiously and looking around fearfully for anyone that might have heard. It was the most soothing balm Podrick could think of, for all the pain he still held inside.
"I have my ways." He replied, mysteriously; knowing he couldn't let Sansa get into trouble.
Joffrey growled, realizing he was caught.
It was interesting now, how the tables had turned.
"What do you think you're doing, anyway, saying that?" Joffrey growled. "Trying to blackmail me?"
Pod smirked and nodded. "That's about the size of it. Leave me alone and I don't expose your little secret to the whole school."
Joffrey glowered, already seeing he was trapped. Pod couldn't help but feel relief. Sure he still looked ridiculous, clad in the very short shorts, having to wear childish briefs and show so much of his legs.
Yes he had to sit on his still tender behind due to the boy in front of him. But thanks to Joffrey's bullying all but the spanking was out in the open and therefore, unlike Joffrey, he didn't have to fear his reputation being destroyed by his secret being revealed.
Glowering Joffrey replied. "I don't know where you gained the confidence to come up with this disgusting plan, but I'm impressed. Still, you rat, I won't forget this."
With that Joffrey turned and stalked over to his desk. Pod breathed a sigh of relief and hope. Maybe now he'd have some breathing space, space he desperately needed, especially if Lancel was able to pull off a miracle, and make Cersei see the light.
Later in the day, Sansa spotted Lancel, she recalled talking to him earlier and learning of his plans. She approached him now, knowing Joffrey would be too occupied just now to actually do anything to try and stop her.
"Lancel?"
He turned and saw her. "Oh Sansa, hello."
She bit her lip. "Are you sure about this?"
He nodded. "This has gone one for far too long; it's time to put a stop to it."
"I'm with you." She said but he shook his head.
"No, I'm doing this alone." He replied. "I have to do this; I have to reveal the truth. I know I'm not completely white in this; I'll just need to accept whatever punishment comes my way. It's what I deserve, don't worry about me."
Sansa shook her head at that. "Lancel..."
He merely smiled and told her. "Just go, make sure Pod is okay, this could end up being tough on him, especially when things start to come out."
Sansa agreed and went to search for Pod, not caring anymore, Joffrey wasn't going to stop her.
Meanwhile, Lancel made his way to the Principal's office. He had the copy of the video with him, it was time. He knocked on the door and was admitted entrance. Cersei sat at her desk, writing, she looked up as she saw him and raised an eyebrow.
"Lancel?"
Lancel bit his lip. "I...I have something I have to tell you, ma'am...About Joffrey."
Cersei put down her pen and observed him closely. "What about Joffrey?"
"I...I'm afraid you're not going to like this." He said at last.
He prepared himself, ready to tell the whole story.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
