Archie Andrews was spending the weekend with his best friend Jughead Jones. The boys were 9 years old, and had just started 4th grade.

"In or out Boys." FP hollared after Archie and Jughead the 4th time they ran outside of the house. A little while later FP went outside to check on the kids. He walked behind the trailer to see both boys bent down with a box of matches lighting them. "JUGHEAD!" FP yelled causing Both Jughead and Archie to jump back. "Boy, What the hell do you think you are doing?" He continued yelling. FP began to unfasten his belt.

"Dad... please. Not in front of Archie."

FP pulled his belt free from his jeans. "Boy!"

Jughead sat on the ground. "Daddy..."

"One! Two! Two and a half... Three!" FP grabbed Jughead's bicep and pulled him onto his feet. SMACK! WHACK!

Jughead tried to pull away.

TWAP! CRACK!

FP stopped when Jughead put his hand back for protection. "Move it." FP demanded. Jughead slowly moved his hand away.

TWACK! WHAP!

FP released Jughead's arm.

"Get in the house. Both of you. Now." FP yelled. The boys hurried into the trailer.

Jughead was rubbing is aching backside. He was embarrassed to have been spanked in front of his friend.

Archie was the first to speak. "Jughead, do you think your dad is going to call my dad?" Archie asked anxiously.

Jughead looked up at his friend. "There is a 100% chance my dad is going to call." Jughead answered.

Archie sighed. "I'm going to be in so much trouble."

"Why are you freaking out?" Jughead asked. "I'm the one who just got belted."

"And you think I won't?" Archie spat out. "My dad is going to kill me."

"Oh, please. Your parents don't spank you nearly as much as mine spank me." Jughead argued.

"I don't want to argue about this. Can we please just drop it?" Archie asked.

FP entered the trailer. "Sit down! Both of you." The two boys sat on the couch.

"What Where You Two Thinking? You two idiots weren't! You know better than to play with fire. Matches are not toys. Jughead, we taught you that when you were 4 years old. Where did the matches even come from?"

"They are mine, Mr Jones." Archie admitted. "I took them from the garage at my house."

"Jughead, you remember how your butt feels right now the next time you want to play with matches. Because, if it happens again the ass whoopin I just gave you will seem pleasant in comparison." FP threatened. "You two could have hurt yourselves. You could have hurt someone else. You could have burned the danm trailer park down. FP yelled for another few minutes before saying, " I'm going outside. Red your dad is on his way. Both of you pick a corner until Fred gets here.

FP slammed the door. Jughead and Archie both found corners to stand in. One Fred arrived, Fred and FP entered the trailer. "Archie, let's go."

Archie climbed into the truck, and put on his seatbelt. "FP said you brought the matches. Is that true?" Fred asked.

"Yeah. They were mine." Archie told his father.

"Archie, matches aren't toys. You shouldn't have taken them." Fred lectured.

"I know." Archie sighed.

"Where did they come from?" Fred asked.

"Like I told Mr. Jones... the garage." Archie told Fred.

"Stay out of the garage Son." Fred lectured.

"How long am I grounded?" Archie asked.

"You're not." Fred replied.

"I'm not?" Archie said puzzled. "You aren't going to punish me?"

"Yeah I am. Son, I'm going to ware you out."

"Please don't, I don't want a spanking."

"And I don't want my son to be responsible for starting a fire that causes himself or someone else to get hurt, or that destroys someone's property." Fred lectured.

Archie started crying. He hated getting spanked.

"Go cut a switch." Fred told Archie.

"Daddy, please don't spank me. I promise I'll be good." Archie begged.

"Archie go." Fred demanded. Archie got out of the truck and slammed the door.

Fred waited for Archie by the truck. Fred put the tail gate down. "Bend over the tailgate son. You are getting 7 swats."

CRACK! Archie is already crying.

WACK! THWACK!

Archie struggles to stay in position.

SWAT! SMACK!

Archie is breathing hard.

WACK! TWACK!

Fred threw the switch in the truck. "Archie... you can stand up bud."

Archie hugged his father. "I'm sorry."

"It's over Archie. Just don't do it again." Fred lectured.

Fred and Archie walked into the house together. "Have a seat on the steps son. You need a timeout."

Archie sat down on the steps hugging his knees.

Once his timeout was over Archie asked to call Jughead.

Ring ring! Ring!

"Hello" -Jellybean

"Hi Jellybean it's Archie, is Jughead available?" -Archie

"Jughead phone." Jellybean called to her brother.

"Who is it?" Jughead yelled back.

"It's Archie." Jellybean informed Jughead.

Jughead ran over to the phone.

"Hey Arch, I didn't think you would be allowed to use the phone." -Jughead

"I didn't get grounded." -Archie

"Of course you didn't." -Jughead

"You didn't get grounded either, did you?" -Archie.

"No, but I got my ass whooped. You saw it." -Jughead.

"Me too Jug. My butt still hurts." -Archie.

"I'm sorry man. How bad was it?" -Jughead

"7 licks with a switch." -Archie

"Oh geez... That sounds real bad. The switch is the worse." -Jughead

"Yeah... Way worse than the belt. Did you get into any more trouble after I left?" -Archie

"No not really... when my Mom came home I got another lecture, but she didn't give me another spankin or anything." -Jughead

"That's good. I just wanted to check in on you. Make sure you didn't get in anymore trouble. It sounded like your dad was pretty hard on you." -Archie

"Believe me.. the worst part of that punishment was that I got spanked in front of you. It sounds like your spankin was worse than mine. You got 7 with a switch. I got 6 with a belt. The switch is way worse." -Jughead

"That's true. I gotta go Jug. I'll see you at school on Monday." -Archie

"Bye" -Jughead