By Kalnaman
Warnings: Mention of spanking. Mouth wash, bar fight and a first appearance of a perverted man.
A/N: Thank you all for your great reviews. And thank you Peppe1951 for alpha reading my story.
Tony was send to his playroom after he'd written down his Pop's rules and consequences. He couldn't believe what just had happened. His Pop had actually given him ground rules to obey. He had a hard time believing that his Pop would really spank him if it came to it. There was only one way to find out if he would and that was for Tony to disobey one of his Pop's rules which would earn him a spanking. So what should he do? He could continue to eating unhealthy? At his Pop's place, but he knew he couldn't get away with it at NCIS or at his dad's home or Gibbs would spank him for sure. Luckily Gibbs had made clear that he wouldn't punish him for things he did at the mansion since it was his Pop's home he should be the one to do it if he thought it was appropriate.
Just the next day Tony was surprised when his Pop had sent him to the timeout room; after he'd tested if his Pop really meant business about his rules and consequences. He'd been rude to him and had cussed him; it didn't take his Pop long to yell at him that he should find a corner in the timeout room for a half an hour and he could expect to get his mouth washed with soap right after and then to be sent straight to bed.
At first Tony hadn't believed that Pop meant business but after a hard swat on his backside for not doing as he was told he hurried to obey. That's why he now stood facing the corner in the timeout room. He was tempted to leave the corner, but a camera was facing him and every time he tried to leave his corner he could hear his Pop's voice over the intercom, telling him to stay in the corner or else.
Tony felt like it took an eternity before his Pop showed up to release him from his corner time.
"Anthony, please take a seat on the bed. I think we need to have a talk," but when Pop noticed the worried look on his son he said, "Don't worry. I really mean a talk and not a spanking; at least not yet. It depends on your further behavior."
Tony relaxed a bit and then slowly went to the bed and took a seat and his pop took a seat beside him.
"Son… if you thought I was kidding about the rules and consequences you thought wrong. I meant every word of it. So if you disobey any of my rules that will earn you a spanking, believe me I WILL SPANK YOU. I've let you get away with your rebellious behavior far too long and it's about time that I took action. Now we better get the mouth washing over with." Pop stood up and helped his son to stand up. "Come on son. Let's get to the bathroom. I bought some herbal soap just for the mouth wash. As I had a feeling I was going to need it."
"But Pop! Please. I don't want my mouth washed with soap," Tony whined.
"No buts. You were warned. You just wrote the rules and consequences down yesterday, so you should have known better not to curse and being rude to me. Now let's go."
oOo
At the sink in the bathroom beside the timeout room Pop said, "Open your mouth, please." As Tony didn't do as he was told Pop said in a firmer voice, "Anthony open your mouth now or you are getting another corner time and a spanking afterwards." Tony opened his mouth reluctantly. He made a face when he could taste the soap that his Pop put in his mouth. "Now don't spit it out 'til I tell you to."
Tony waited and waited. And finally after some long horrible minutes Tony was finally allowed to spit the soap out and to rinse his mouth; although he was disappointed when he still could taste the soap.
"Now get ready for bed. You did eat while I was gone right? I don't want you to go to bed with an empty stomach."
"Yes Pop I did."
"Good. A healthy meal I hope."
"Yes Pop," Tony lied. The pizza he'd eaten had been very tasteful and he was looking forward for the fast food he'd planned to eat the next day.
"Good boy. Now get ready for bed. I hope you behave better tomorrow." Pop hugged his son. "I love you son. Always remember that."
"I love you too, Pop. But I don't want to go to bed. I'm not tired."
"No buts. Now go before I decide that you've earned a spanking."
"Okay; but I don't like it and I'm not going to undress for my shower until after you've left the bathroom."
"Oh, yeah; I'll go don't worry, but don't take too long. In half an hour I expect you to be in your bed. I'll come and say good night," with that he left Tony alone to take his shower.
oOo
Tony was lying in his bed and thinking about what just had happened. It really looked like that his Pop meant business and that he cared enough about him to take the time to punish him. At first he'd feared that he would punish him like his uncle had done when he'd done something wrong or just had annoyed him. But he was proven wrong. His Pop hadn't for one second been too harsh on him. He'd done just as he'd told Tony he would do when he'd disobeyed his rules. So he had only himself to blame. Though even that Tony knew that his Pop loved him dearly, he just wasn't sure that he loved him enough to actually spank him. He was sure he would find that out soon, when his Pop found out that he had lied to him and eaten what he considered to be unhealthy food.
oOo
Pop was on the phone. "I just wanted to thank you for your advice Jethro… yes I took your advice at heart and I've given our son some ground rules that I expect him to follow to the letter." Pop laughed. "How did you know that Anthony already broke a few of my rules?" "Yeah you're right. I guess you know him better than I do… thanks I hope you're right that I'm going to know him better soon. So you really think that he's just testing me to see if I meant business about the rules and consequences? Oh okay. I hope you're wrong or I'm afraid that our son is going to have a very sore backside very soon. Yes I'm going to punish him the same way you do, except from head-slapping, it's just not my thing. As strange as it may sound I really trust you. I never thought I'd ever admit it, but I do. Thank you, Jethro. Good night."
He hung up and went to his son's bedroom.
"Good night son. Remember you are my pride and joy, no matter what you do. And I'll always love you," Pop said and gave Tony a kiss on his forehead.
"I love you to Pop."
oOo
Tony couldn't sleep. It was still daylight and it was just too beautiful of an evening to go to sleep. So he waited till he couldn't hear his Pop. Then he got out of bed but fixed his pillows to make look like he was still in bed and then he sneaked out of his bedroom and went to the security station. He made sure that no alarm would go off or the security camera would record him leaving the mansion. He was about to get out for some long needed fun. As he didn't want to go to places where he would be recognized so he went to where no one would even think to look, a bar located on Shady Street where he'd never been before not even in his line of duty.
He guessed that even military personnel feared to go there. He knew it would be dangerous, the street had a bad reputation; with murder, rape and not only women victims, drugs, violence, etc. But Tony didn't care he only wanted to get out although he did show some sense as not to go there in his Armani suit or he would be a victim in seconds. He may be crazy but not that crazy. He first went to his own apartment and took his worn jeans and T-shirt on and his leather jacket. He so hoped that his Dad wouldn't bust him or his butt would be toast for sure.
He had spent a great deal of time at a bar having fun with a chick; and even though the chick wasn't his type, he still had fun dancing and flirting with her anyway. Well until the chick's boyfriend turned up and from there all hell broke loose and Tony was in the receiving end of a fight which he lost.
"I'll pay you a lot of cash if you don't hurt his pretty face," a strange male told the boyfriend. Tony looked confused at the man. He didn't know him, but he didn't like the way he was looking at him. He now regretted that he went here. Why couldn't he had just had stayed in bed. Then he could feel a hard blow to his stomach. He tried to fight back, but the chick's boyfriend was stronger. He had to give in the pain in his stomach and was soon lying in a fetal position on the floor.
"Give me my money and he's all yours. I'd love to be a fly when you finishing him off."
The stranger gave him the money and then went to Tony. He offered Tony a glass of water. Tony knew not to drink from a glass he hadn't watched closely. You never knew what crazy strangers would put in the glass. But Tony was thirsty that he ignored what he had been taught and reluctantly drank the whole contents of the glass.
The stranger smiled smugly.
"Good boy. We're going to have so much fun together, my little baby."
TBC
A/N: I don't know if there is a shady street in Washington DC, but in my AU NCIS story there is. It's the first time I wrote something like this what I wrote in the end of this part and what I wrote in the next few chapters, so please be nice.