TOUGH
LOVE
NOTE: These Charmed characters belong to the WB and only the WB. I also don't own the plot. But I do own Travis and Melinda.
Second note: This is my own personal AU. In this alternate universe Cole and Phoebe are still married and have their son. He is twelve years old and his name is Travis. Piper and Leo are, of course, married and have their eleven-year-old daughter Melinda. Personally I like the Cole with powers. But in my story he does not turn into the demon, Belthazar (if that's the way you spell it). Also Paige is still a social worker and she has her own apartment.
Summary: As the title says Cole uses tough love on his bratty son. I'm labeling this humor.
CHAPTER 7
That Sunday afternoon Travis sat on the bottom steps of the manor's basement. Most of the adults were already upstairs. Piper, Leo, Paige, and Melinda were up there. But Phoebe was working late and Cole was on his way. Travis was waiting for Cole. The training session that they'd had before did NOT go well. All of a sudden Odium appeared in front of Travis again.
"Oh, no," Travis sighed.
"Hey, kid. What's new?" asked Odium.
"Get out of my face," Travis replied.
"Ooh, you have one serious mouth on you. Just like your dad."
"What do you want? Didn't I tell you that I wasn't interested."
"I'm telling you to think about it. It's as easy as pie, kiddo. If you join up your powers will be beyond belief. You'll be able to kick the ultimate in butt."
"Not interested."
"Come on, Travis. You know you want to."
"No, I don't," said Travis, standing up.
Just then Odium shimmered quickly out of the room. That was strange.
"Who are you talking to, Travis?"
Travis turned around and saw Cole. "Dad, did you just shimmer here?"
"Yeah. Who were you talking to?" Cole repeated.
"You didn't see?"
"See what?" asked Cole.
"Nothing," his son sighed.
"You know, Travis, I'm really starting to get upset with you," said Cole, in his usual even tempered (yet annoyed) tone.
"What did I do?
"You're not taking this training seriously. At first I thought I'd cut you a little slack but that doesn't always work. So I'm trying something new."
"New? What?"
"You'll see. You see that punching bag?"
Travis turned and looked at it. "Yeah."
"Levitate and kick. You better actually try to do it right."
"Fine," Travis sighed. He concentrated (slightly) and rose up in the air. But then he fell right back down. "Ouch." A hard whack landed down on his hand then. "Ouch!"
"You call that trying?" said Cole.
Travis looked up at his father from where he lay lying on the floor. Cole had a long thick ruler in his hand.
"What'd you hit me for?"
"You're not trying your hardest. It's time for some tough love, son. Now get up."
Travis stood up. "Try again," said Cole.
"Can't I just kick it that regular way?"
Cole hit the ruler up against the stairway. Travis jumped. "Did I tell you to do it the regular way?"
"Dad, this is stupid," said Travis.
Cole smacked the stairway again. "This is gonna be your butt in a minute."
"Okay, Dad," Travis grumbled.
Travis levitated then and kicked the punching bag hard. He floated back down and turned back to Cole.
"Good boy," said Cole. "That's all I wanted."
"Can I go?"
"No. Do it again," said Cole.
"No way."
Cole smacked Travis's thigh. "What was that?"
"OW! Okay. I got it."
A/N: LOL! Sorry. That was NOT child abuse. Lots of teachers do that ruler thing. I'm having a bad day and I needed a laugh. Please read and review and no flames allowed.
LOVE
NOTE: These Charmed characters belong to the WB and only the WB. I also don't own the plot. But I do own Travis and Melinda.
Second note: This is my own personal AU. In this alternate universe Cole and Phoebe are still married and have their son. He is twelve years old and his name is Travis. Piper and Leo are, of course, married and have their eleven-year-old daughter Melinda. Personally I like the Cole with powers. But in my story he does not turn into the demon, Belthazar (if that's the way you spell it). Also Paige is still a social worker and she has her own apartment.
Summary: As the title says Cole uses tough love on his bratty son. I'm labeling this humor.
CHAPTER 7
That Sunday afternoon Travis sat on the bottom steps of the manor's basement. Most of the adults were already upstairs. Piper, Leo, Paige, and Melinda were up there. But Phoebe was working late and Cole was on his way. Travis was waiting for Cole. The training session that they'd had before did NOT go well. All of a sudden Odium appeared in front of Travis again.
"Oh, no," Travis sighed.
"Hey, kid. What's new?" asked Odium.
"Get out of my face," Travis replied.
"Ooh, you have one serious mouth on you. Just like your dad."
"What do you want? Didn't I tell you that I wasn't interested."
"I'm telling you to think about it. It's as easy as pie, kiddo. If you join up your powers will be beyond belief. You'll be able to kick the ultimate in butt."
"Not interested."
"Come on, Travis. You know you want to."
"No, I don't," said Travis, standing up.
Just then Odium shimmered quickly out of the room. That was strange.
"Who are you talking to, Travis?"
Travis turned around and saw Cole. "Dad, did you just shimmer here?"
"Yeah. Who were you talking to?" Cole repeated.
"You didn't see?"
"See what?" asked Cole.
"Nothing," his son sighed.
"You know, Travis, I'm really starting to get upset with you," said Cole, in his usual even tempered (yet annoyed) tone.
"What did I do?
"You're not taking this training seriously. At first I thought I'd cut you a little slack but that doesn't always work. So I'm trying something new."
"New? What?"
"You'll see. You see that punching bag?"
Travis turned and looked at it. "Yeah."
"Levitate and kick. You better actually try to do it right."
"Fine," Travis sighed. He concentrated (slightly) and rose up in the air. But then he fell right back down. "Ouch." A hard whack landed down on his hand then. "Ouch!"
"You call that trying?" said Cole.
Travis looked up at his father from where he lay lying on the floor. Cole had a long thick ruler in his hand.
"What'd you hit me for?"
"You're not trying your hardest. It's time for some tough love, son. Now get up."
Travis stood up. "Try again," said Cole.
"Can't I just kick it that regular way?"
Cole hit the ruler up against the stairway. Travis jumped. "Did I tell you to do it the regular way?"
"Dad, this is stupid," said Travis.
Cole smacked the stairway again. "This is gonna be your butt in a minute."
"Okay, Dad," Travis grumbled.
Travis levitated then and kicked the punching bag hard. He floated back down and turned back to Cole.
"Good boy," said Cole. "That's all I wanted."
"Can I go?"
"No. Do it again," said Cole.
"No way."
Cole smacked Travis's thigh. "What was that?"
"OW! Okay. I got it."
A/N: LOL! Sorry. That was NOT child abuse. Lots of teachers do that ruler thing. I'm having a bad day and I needed a laugh. Please read and review and no flames allowed.