I do not own Glee or any of the characters created by Ryan Murphy. If I did we would see way more of Shelby. This story will contain spanking of a teenager. If that's not your thing stop reading now and go read something else.
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"Why can't we go to the mall today?" Rachel whined as she watched her mother finish getting dressed.
Shelby had pulled on a pair of jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt. She was currently putting the finishing touches on her makeup at her vanity trying very hard not to snap at her very whiny daughter.
"I never said we couldn't go, Rachel. I merely said that your grandparents may want to do something else today."
"So?"
"They want to spend time with you, Rachel."
"It's not like I asked them to spend time with me," Rachel huffed.
"Rachel Barbra Berry!" Shelby turned in her chair and gave her daughter a hard look. "Enough of the attitude and the whining. I can always arrange it so you spend the day in your room if you'd prefer."
Huffing Rachel threw herself back onto her mother's pillows, "Fine. I just hope they want to go to the mall too."
Getting up she stomped from the room and down the stairs as Shelby counted to fifty before heading downstairs herself.
Entering the kitchen Shelby held in her groan. Rachel was currently using her best show qualities to talk her grandparents into why a trip to the mall would be perfect for a bonding activity.
"What did I miss?"
"Absolutely nothing," Rachel rolled her eyes at her mother. "We were just discussing what we could do today in order to get to know each other better."
"Oh?" Shelby moved forward and grabbed a piece of toast off the table. "Have we made any decisions?"
Emily nodded, "Your father and I think that a trip to the mall is just what Rachel needs."
"The mall?" Shelby finished her toast and poured a mug of coffee. "Since when is the mall the perfect place to get to know each other?"
"Since our granddaughter pointed out that the mall is a perfect place to learn about all of her likes and dislikes. Not to mention they have a suitable food court." Shelby's father replied.
Shelby said nothing but nodded as her daughter finished her breakfast. "Well, I'm off to get ready. We need to start this day." Rachel gave another big smile and Shelby waited until she heard the door to the girl's room close.
"Mom," Shelby was stopped by her mother's raised hand.
"Yes, we know she's trying to manipulate us, Shelby."
"And we are aware that today may be the old, let's go to the mall to sneak away and meet my friends that are already there, ploy." Theo chuckled. "Just remember what happens to little girls that pull that stunt."
Shelby blushed. "You are not allowed to tell her that story."
"What about the one about disappointing Mrs. Abrams?" Emily asked.
"I've already told her that one," Shelby admitted.
"Ah, but not from our viewpoint." Theo teased. "
Shelby groaned loudly and placed her head in her hands. "This is so not fair," she whined with a smile.
"Oh, but it is," Emily winked. "We told you one day you'd be blessed with a child just like you."
"And you succeeded in spades," Theo added moving to kiss his daughter on the temple as he headed out of the kitchen to finish getting ready for the day.
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Rachel couldn't believe her luck. Not only had her grandparents agreed to take her to the mall, but they'd even gotten her mother to stay at home. She had actually enjoyed the ride to the mall and hearing more about her mother as a child.
They were now spending time walking around and visiting various stores trying to get to know Rachel better. Emily had just shaken her head at the sweater with the kitten on it Rachel had held up in one of the clothing stores. Though she had bought it for the girl, she also managed to get her to take a more fashionable shirt and skirt outfit with her as well.
The longer Rachel spent getting to know her grandparents she almost started to feel bad about what she was planning. Reaching the food court they placed the packages in an empty chair and sat down. "So, Rachel, anyplace else you'd like to go after we grab lunch?"
Rachel was about to answer when she saw Kurt waving to her from behind a pillar near the Japanese restaurant in the food court. "Oh, I don't know. Why don't we talk about it while we eat? I think I'm in the mood for Japanese, what about you?"
Looking around Theo smiled at his granddaughter, "Bar-be-que. Lots of meat."
"Ewww, Saba." Rachel groaned.
"I'm not asking you to eat it, Rachel. Just let me eat it in peace. Emily?"
"Mexican I think," the woman replied standing. Handing Rachel some money she smiled, "Go get your food and we'll meet you back at the table."
"Sounds good. Thanks Bubbe." Taking the money Rachel practically flew towards Kurt her few feelings of guilt disappearing more quickly than one would have thought possible.
Finally reaching the line of the Japanese place Rachel smiled as Kurt stepped behind her. "Just listen, Rachel. Eat and then make your way to the restrooms. I'll be there waiting and then we'll head to the movie theatre."
"Sounds good."
"Are you sure about this?"
Rachel nodded, "Yes. This being grounded this long is just silly and I want to spend some time with you before school starts again. Apparently tomorrow is going to be family day before my grandparents head back to Dayton."
"Okay then, good luck and I'll see you soon." Kurt moved from the line and headed towards the pizza place where the rest of the group was waiting for him.
Rachel made small talk with her grandparents over lunch and heard some more stories of her mother growing up. One of which made her gulp but not lose her resolve to carry out her plans.
"You mean Mama really ditched you while you were in the bathroom to go and meet her friends?"
Emily chuckled and nodded, "She did. Took off when I was otherwise occupied and spent the day doing what she wanted even after we'd told her she couldn't."
"What happened when you found her?" Rachel finally asked.
"Oh, we didn't find her." Theo interjected. "She had to come home eventually and we just waited for her."
Rachel gulped but said nothing. Finally deciding it was time she smiled at her grandparents. "I can just imagine the look on her face." She giggled. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I just need to run to the restroom myself. I'll be right back."
"We'll be here." Emily stated.
Nodding, Rachel grabbed her purse and headed towards the restroom wondering if there was someplace she could hide in order to let her mom calm down before having to go home.
"Do you think she'll take our warning?" Theo asked his wife as they watched Rachel walk away.
"I hope so, but I doubt it. She is Shelby's daughter after all."
"That she is," the man agreed.
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"Thanks for the ride, Mr. Hummel." Rachel waved as she walked up the walk to her dads' house. After hearing the story of her mother earlier in the day Rachel decided hiding out for a while longer would be in her best interest.
Inserting her key into the lock Rachel was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when a table lamp turned on and her mother's voice greeted her. "Have fun today, Rachel?"
"Hi Mama."
"Don't you hi mama me, Rachel Barbra Berry." Shelby hissed. "Care to tell me where in the hell you were today?"
"If you hadn't taken my phone you could have texted me and found out." Rachel suddenly felt the urge to smack herself. Her mother had risen from the couch and was slowly walking towards her.
Looking to the stairs she began to move but was stopped by the voice, "Don't you dare move, young lady."
"Move? Why would I move?" Rachel tried to back up but was stopped by the wall.
Shelby crossed her arms and glared at her daughter. "Couch now."
Scooting past her mother Rachel yelped as the swat hit her bottom and though not unexpected it didn't stop her heart from dropping figuring it was just a preview of what was to come.
Sitting down on the coffee table in front of the couch Shelby watched her daughter begin to squirm in silence. "Good," she thought. "A little fear is a good thing."
"Rachel?"
Looking at her mother Rachel gave half a smile, "So, Mama, how did you know I'd come here?"
"I figured you'd want to postpone coming home for as long as possible."
Rachel nodded, "Well in a way, I did come home. Just not your house." Rachel gulped at the expression on her mother's face. "So how does it feel having me follow in your footsteps?"
The minute the question was out of her mouth Rachel buried her face in her hands.
"I don't think now is the time to be making comparisons, Rachel."
"Probably not." Rachel finally agreed. "Are you going to kill me now?"
"No," Shelby took Rachel's hands in her own. "I just got you back, I will not be killing you quite yet. You are going to be punished however."
"That's what I'm afraid of," Rachel sighed.
"Was it worth it, Rachel? The few hours you had with your friends doing God knows what. Ditching your grandparents like that. Worrying them and me. Was it worth the price you're going to pay?"
Rachel shrugged, "We went to a movie and it was pretty good. Then we went out for desert before coming home. And I have no idea if it's worth it since you haven't told me what's going to happen." Seeing her mother's eyebrows shoot up Rachel spoke quickly. "Though I'm guessing, no, no it wasn't worth it."
Holding back her smirk Shelby made a mental note to apologize to her parents for her teen years. She vaguely remembered saying something nearly as smart assed to her mother during a lecture around Rachel's age as well.
"So let me tell you what is happening, Rachel." Shelby looked into her daughter's chocolate eyes. "You have extended your grounding for another week. You will not be out of my sight for that week if we are in public. Not for any reason. The only exception of course, is school.
"You will be dropped off at school by me and picked up by me after glee practice. You will not use your computer, your phone, your iPod, iPad or any other type of electronic device until next Friday. You have also lost TV privileges and have earned yourself a 9:00 bedtime."
Huffing Rachel fell back onto the couch. "That sucks."
"Yep. For you. You have also earned a spanking, Rachel."
"But you're already grounding me and everything. Why are you punishing me twice? It's not fair!"
"It is fair, Rachel. You not only broke your grounding, you did so by disappearing with no way for me to get a hold of you. You disrespected your grandparents by leaving them alone at the mall, then you chose to come here rather than home. I think you need a reminder that I am the mother and you are the child, Rachel."
Standing Shelby pointed up the stairs. "Go to your room and I will be there in a minute."
"No." Rachel crossed her arms across her chest and stared at her mother.
Shelby said nothing but moved quickly. Rachel was on her feet with her mother's hand around her arm before she knew what was happening. "Upstairs, Rachel." Shelby directed giving the girl three hard swats.
Releasing the teen Shelby watched with narrowed eyes as Rachel ran up the stairs as quickly as she could. Hearing the door to Rachel's room slam Shelby sighed heavily. Dropping to the couch the woman closed her eyes and began a series of deep breathing exercises. Standing once more she counted to twenty and then counted again as she walked up the stairs to speak with her daughter.
Knocking lightly Shelby waited for the muttered, "Come in" before entering her daughter's room. Rachel is sitting on her bed glowering at the door and Shelby merely shakes her head at the girl's defiance.
Sitting down on the bed Shelby looks at Rachel. "I know you don't like this idea, Rachel. The truth is, I'm not so fond of spanking you either. However, you have earned this and I am not going to let you down again by not showing you how much I love and care about you by ignoring this behavior."
Shelby stood once more and held out her hand to the teen, "Come on, Rachel."
Rachel's lower lip pushed into a pout as the girl finally stood. Shelby than sat back down and looked up at her daughter. "I'll need a hairbrush or wooden spoon. You have three minutes to bring me one."
Rachel paled visibly but the protest died on her lips as she finally stomped into her bathroom and returned with a wooden hairbrush. Handing it to her mother she bit her lower lip and stared intently at the floor.
"Thank you." Shelby placed the brush next to her on the bed.
"Mama please, I don't want spanked." Rachel whined.
"Then it will be an effective deterrent, won't it?" Shelby asked wondering when she had turned into her own mother.
Rachel merely sniffled as Shelby pulled the girl over her lap. Adjusting Rachel over her lap Shelby couldn't help the half smile as the teen pulled a pillow close to her and buried her face in it. She knew from experience that holding onto something like that helped when a parent was setting one's rear on fire.
Lifting Rachel's skirt Shelby took a breath and lowered Rachel's panties. "Mama no."
"Yes Rachel." Shelby finally placed her hand on Rachel's bare bottom. "You know why you are being spanked Rachel so I'm not going to lecture you again." At that, the woman raised her left hand and brought it down on her daughter's upturned bottom beginning to light a fire the girl would not soon forget.
As Shelby spanked Rachel she noticed her daughter beginning to squirm. Small squeaks were finally released and then tears came. Finishing up after the bottom in front of her was a nice rosy color Shelby stopped and picked up the hairbrush.
Rubbing it over Rachel's bottom she noticed Rachel crying even more. "This is going to hurt, but I hope my point will be made. I am not going anywhere, Rachel. I hope this helps you remember that fact."
Shelby then delivered a dozen crisp smacks with the hairbrush making sure that Rachel's sit spots were not neglected. By the time Shelby threw the brush on the bed Rachel had given in to the spanking fully and was sobbing over her mother's lap trying hard to catch her breath.
Righting the girl's panties Shelby then pulled Rachel onto her lap and began to rock and hum as Rachel calmed down. When the sobs had finally been reduced to sniffles Shelby finally spoke, "All done now?"
"I think so."
Grabbing a few tissues from the box on Rachel's nightstand Shelby cleaned her daughter's face. Placing a kiss on Rachel's forehead she held the teen close and continued to rock gently as Rachel laid her head on Shelby's shoulder. "I love you, Rachel and I am not going anyplace."
"Okay."
"Time to go home, baby girl."
"Can I lay down in the back seat?" Rachel moved to look at her mother pleading with her dark eyes.
"No. You will sit in the front seat. I promise you won't die from the ride though you may think your bottom will."
"Personal experience?" Rachel quipped.
"Something like that." Shelby smiled and gently pushed her daughter until the girl was standing. Joining her she took Rachel's hand and led her from the bedroom.
They walked in silence to the living area and grabbed their bags. Being sure to turn off the light Shelby closed and locked the door behind her daughter. "When we get home you need to apologize to your grandparents and then go to your room and get ready for bed."
"Bed? But it's not even 8:00," Rachel protested.
"Do you really want to argue with me, Rachel?" Shelby's voice was quiet but even.
"No, I don't think I do, Mama."
"Good choice." Shelby held her smile and reached over to squeeze her daughter's hand happy when Rachel squeezed hers back.