CONNOR
AU
NOTE: I do not own these Angel characters except for some you may not recognize. These characters belong to Joss and the WB.
NOTE 2: I wrote this story because I wanted to do another Angel story. I had fun with the other two. But this story is very different. This fan fiction is about a seven-year-old Connor. In this fiction that jerk Holtz didn't kidnap him. But Connor is a serious brat! Also there might not be corporal punishment in this one (only maybe) but more than likely there will be threatening of that. Hey, they do it on the Cosby show. Also flames are not allowed in this. So don't even think about it. Don't forget how I snapped at the last person who flamed me. Also enjoy!
Summary: Yes, there is corporal punishment in this chapter. If you don't like that then don't complain to me about it. I'll just ignore you.
CHAPTER 9
"Connor," Angel called, running after his son.
"What's wrong, Angel?" Fred asked. She was at the front desk.
"Did Connor come this way?" Angel asked.
"Yes, he did. I think he went into the dining room."
"Thanks." Angel ran into the aforementioned room. "Connor! I know you're in here." Angel knelt down and saw Connor under the table. "Why would you hide here? Who wouldn't think to find you here?"
"Go away," Connor snapped. Angel grabbed his son's wrist. "Let go of me!"
"Connor, I don't understand your problem! Everyone here treats you great and loves you. Especially me. Why do you act this way?" Angel demanded. Connor tried to snatch his wrist back but Angel was too strong this time. "Answer me!"
"No!"
"No what?'
"Just no. Let go!"
"Connor, you're going to apologize to Gunn, Fred, and Wesley."
"No, I'm not!"
"What did you say?"
"I said no!"
"Why?"
Connor's response was biting Angel's fist hard. Angel released Connor's wrist.
"Ouch! That really does hurt," Angel complained.
Connor got up and headed for the door. Angel sat up and grabbed his son by the back of his shirt and yanked him towards him.
"Fine, Connor. I tried talking. Well, I'm sick of talking. First you disrespect everyone else and now you have the nerve to do it to me, too. Since you want to behave like some little two-year-old then I'm going to treat you like that," Angel reproached.
Angel laid Connor face down over his legs. He snatched down his pants and underwear. Slap! Slap! Slap! Connor could feel his father smacking at his poor rear. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Ouch!
"Ahh!" Connor wailed.
"You brought this on yourself, Connor!" Angel began to scold. Slap! Slap! Slap! "I've been too easy on you. That ends now!"
"No!" Connor yelled. "I'm sorry, Dad!' Slap! "Ouch!"
SMACK! Slap! Slap! Slap! Angel was completely furious. He was upset with Connor for one thing. The other thing that made him completely irate was that Gunn, Lorne, and Wesley had all been right. Angel was being a pushover when it came to Connor. Well, not anymore. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!!! With that one Connor put his hand over his rear end. Angel knocked the hand away and kept going. Finally he stopped. He pulled up his son's pants and underwear and stood him up. Connor turned his head away.
"Connor," Angel started, "look at my face."
"No!" Connor yelled, still looking away. Angel smacked his fragile backside. "Okay." Connor looked at his father. He was crying buckets!
"Does it hurt?"
"Yes," Connor sniffed.
"Okay. I want you to remember that the next time you do something wrong. Now are you going to apologize?"
"Yes."
"Good boy." Angel gave him a hug. He rubbed his rear end a little. Connor hugged Angel back a little. "I love you, buddy."
A/N: So how many of you are annoyed with the whole corporal punishment thing? Well, I'm not! *Laughs manically* Come on. NONE of you can say that the little brat didn't have it coming. Please review. And like I said before corporal punishment flames will be tossed away faster than a letter to go to jury duty.
AU
NOTE: I do not own these Angel characters except for some you may not recognize. These characters belong to Joss and the WB.
NOTE 2: I wrote this story because I wanted to do another Angel story. I had fun with the other two. But this story is very different. This fan fiction is about a seven-year-old Connor. In this fiction that jerk Holtz didn't kidnap him. But Connor is a serious brat! Also there might not be corporal punishment in this one (only maybe) but more than likely there will be threatening of that. Hey, they do it on the Cosby show. Also flames are not allowed in this. So don't even think about it. Don't forget how I snapped at the last person who flamed me. Also enjoy!
Summary: Yes, there is corporal punishment in this chapter. If you don't like that then don't complain to me about it. I'll just ignore you.
CHAPTER 9
"Connor," Angel called, running after his son.
"What's wrong, Angel?" Fred asked. She was at the front desk.
"Did Connor come this way?" Angel asked.
"Yes, he did. I think he went into the dining room."
"Thanks." Angel ran into the aforementioned room. "Connor! I know you're in here." Angel knelt down and saw Connor under the table. "Why would you hide here? Who wouldn't think to find you here?"
"Go away," Connor snapped. Angel grabbed his son's wrist. "Let go of me!"
"Connor, I don't understand your problem! Everyone here treats you great and loves you. Especially me. Why do you act this way?" Angel demanded. Connor tried to snatch his wrist back but Angel was too strong this time. "Answer me!"
"No!"
"No what?'
"Just no. Let go!"
"Connor, you're going to apologize to Gunn, Fred, and Wesley."
"No, I'm not!"
"What did you say?"
"I said no!"
"Why?"
Connor's response was biting Angel's fist hard. Angel released Connor's wrist.
"Ouch! That really does hurt," Angel complained.
Connor got up and headed for the door. Angel sat up and grabbed his son by the back of his shirt and yanked him towards him.
"Fine, Connor. I tried talking. Well, I'm sick of talking. First you disrespect everyone else and now you have the nerve to do it to me, too. Since you want to behave like some little two-year-old then I'm going to treat you like that," Angel reproached.
Angel laid Connor face down over his legs. He snatched down his pants and underwear. Slap! Slap! Slap! Connor could feel his father smacking at his poor rear. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Ouch!
"Ahh!" Connor wailed.
"You brought this on yourself, Connor!" Angel began to scold. Slap! Slap! Slap! "I've been too easy on you. That ends now!"
"No!" Connor yelled. "I'm sorry, Dad!' Slap! "Ouch!"
SMACK! Slap! Slap! Slap! Angel was completely furious. He was upset with Connor for one thing. The other thing that made him completely irate was that Gunn, Lorne, and Wesley had all been right. Angel was being a pushover when it came to Connor. Well, not anymore. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!!! With that one Connor put his hand over his rear end. Angel knocked the hand away and kept going. Finally he stopped. He pulled up his son's pants and underwear and stood him up. Connor turned his head away.
"Connor," Angel started, "look at my face."
"No!" Connor yelled, still looking away. Angel smacked his fragile backside. "Okay." Connor looked at his father. He was crying buckets!
"Does it hurt?"
"Yes," Connor sniffed.
"Okay. I want you to remember that the next time you do something wrong. Now are you going to apologize?"
"Yes."
"Good boy." Angel gave him a hug. He rubbed his rear end a little. Connor hugged Angel back a little. "I love you, buddy."
A/N: So how many of you are annoyed with the whole corporal punishment thing? Well, I'm not! *Laughs manically* Come on. NONE of you can say that the little brat didn't have it coming. Please review. And like I said before corporal punishment flames will be tossed away faster than a letter to go to jury duty.