Warning: Spanking of a Minor
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Chapter 17
Marcel's eyes fluttered open. The warm sun shining against his face through the crack in his curtains woke him just as Niklaus was coming into his room.
"You're awake." Klaus said obviously relieved. Although Freya all but guaranteed him Marcel would wake this time, there was still a part of him that feared he wouldn't.
"What happened?" Marcel asked drowsily.
Klaus explained everything to Marcel as simply as he could and when Marcel found out about the wound on his head he immediately reached up to touch it. He flinched at his own touch and fought the tears daring to breech his eyes.
"Does it hurt?" Klaus asked.
"Only when I touch it." Marcel muttered.
"Well try not to touch it." Klaus teased and Marcel smiled. "I know what will take your mind off of that scar. A nice big sundae."
-M-
When Klaus sat the cherry sundae on the kitchen counter in front Marcel the boy didn't know what to think of it. It was ice cream, which he loved, topped with cherries, which he also loved, and a red syrup sauce, which he was skeptical about trying.
Hope sat beside him with a strawberry sundae of her own and unlike Marcel, she started digging in as soon as Klaus finished it.
"Is this blood, poppa?" He asked. It didn't smell like blood but thought maybe it just smelled sweet with the ice cream.
"No, Marcel," Klaus laughed. "It's cherry syrup. Try it. It's good."
Marcel took a small spoonful of ice cream covered in syrup and tasted it. He fell in love with the tasty confection.
When Elijah entered the kitchen, however, Marcel immediately threw his spoon down in the bowl and stared at him with wide, guilty eyes.
"Giving them sweets before lunch," Elijah reprimanded Niklaus. "You're going to spoil their appetite."
"Come off it, Elijah. They had a stressful day. And I'm sure they're going to eat whatever unbearably healthy lunch you want to make for them."
"I had something special planned but after this perhaps some stalks of celery and a small pile of cauliflower is what you all need."
Klaus turned to the children and playfully whispered, "Then maybe we should sneak out for burritos before lunch."
Marcel's nodded vigorously. He didn't know what a burrito was but he was excited to go explore the city more.
"Only kidding, Elijah," Klaus said after receiving a threatening look from his brother. "We will eat whatever you serve for lunch…provided it's not stalks of celery."
Elijah took all three sundaes and put them in the sink.
"Have you spoken to Hope about what we discussed?" Elijah asked as he started preparing lunch.
Kol entered the kitchen just in time to overhear Elijah. "Sounds like I came home at a bad time," He joked sitting at the isle on the other side of Hope. "Is this about her not answering the phone this morning or ditching her body guards again?"
"My client pleads not guilty on all counts," Rebekah joked as she came in with Freya. "It's not her fault these wolves are so easy to lose. You'd think a dog would have a better sense of smell."
"You won't think it's so funny once you know what she really did," Elijah stated. "She damaged the safety system of a Ferris Wheel and climbed it, putting herself, Marcel, and the Dupeaux boy at risk of falling to their deaths which they nearly did had Niklaus and I not been there to save them."
"She did what?!" They all yelled.
"My God," Rebekah said in awe. "Haylee's gonna flip. I'm only assuming you haven't told her yet; otherwise Hope wouldn't still be in one piece."
"What were you thinking?" Freya scolded. "You could've killed yourself."
Marcel shrunk deeper and deeper into his seat the more the adults scolded Hope. Although he felt bad for his sister he was glad he wasn't on the receiving end of their anger.
"Niklaus, what are you planning to do about this?"
"I was just getting to that." Clearing his throat to sound more commanding, Niklaus said, "Hope, you're grounded for two weeks."
Hope gave her widest puppy-dog eyes and jutted her bottom lip out to look as innocent as possible before saying, "But daddy, we were supposed to do stuff with Marcel. He's only gonna be like this for a week."
Seeing the look of contemplation on Niklaus's face, Elijah immediately stopped prepping lunch and said, "Perhaps we should adjourn to a different room. Hope and Marcel, wait here. We'll be back."
-M-
"You promised not to cave," Elijah started as his siblings filed into the drawing room. "Hope deserves a father that cares about her wellbeing, not a man who would voluntarily let her kill herself and everyone around her because he's too afraid of a teenage girl being a little angry at him."
"You say that as if her being a little angry now won't end with horrible results. Need I remind you of Marcel?"
Suddenly feeling guilty, an emotion he rarely felt, Kol stepped forward and said, "Nik, it's time I told you something I should've told you a long time ago. Actually, no, if I could've I would've taken this to my grave but since you've apparently gone completely bat shit anyway, why not. I'm the reason Marcel called Mikael to you all those years ago."
"Don't be absurd," Rebekah said in disbelief. "Marcel called Mikael so he and I could be together. You had already been daggered for years before he even got the idea."
"He may have done it for you, my sweet, naive little sister, but I gave him the…motivation. I'm the one who convinced him that he shouldn't have to take orders from you and that he should be running his own kingdom. He was nearly a hundred years old and as prideful as his dear poppa so it wasn't hard to convince him that you shouldn't go on dictating his life."
"You turned my son against me?" Klaus growled.
"That was never my intent," Kol said throwing his hands up in surrender. "I would never want him to call Mikael upon us. That crazy bastard would've done us all in. All I wanted was my mate back. You lot had turned him against me; had him thinking me the villain when all I wanted was a little fun. I'm sorry if my words in anger turned Marcel into the patricidal Beast we all despised but that little girl out there needs a good thrashing and you are not helping her by blinding turning the other cheek all the bloody time. And that's coming from the Master of Mischief himself."
"Our demented brother's right, Klaus," Rebekah stated. "I love Hope but nobody likes a spoiled brat."
"You should know," Kol muttered under his breath.
"You're her father, Nik," Rebekah continued, ignoring her brother's sly comment. "But right now you're certainly not acting like it. So what if she gets angry. She's supposed to get angry at you. I get angry with you. But you're my brother and I will always love you. Marcel was a good boy and he grew into a great man with you as a father but at the rate she's going, Hope will be lucky to become an adult at all."
Just then Haylee came in through the arched doorway and everyone stopped talking immediately.
"Okay," Haylee looked suspiciously around the room. "I'm just going to pretend like everyone didn't stop talking when I came in. What's the hold up with lunch?"
"Sorry, we got…distracted." Elijah answered shadily.
"No problem. I'll just go start it and you all can just continue with your secret Mikaelson siblings' discussion."
Elijah laughed nervous and said, "Hope and Marcel are in the kitchen, I'm sure they'd love to help you."
"No they're not." Haylee replied. "They left a few minutes ago to get Sebastian to eat lunch with us."
"They did what?" The Mikaelsons said in a furious unison.
-M-
Marcel and Hope raced down the Quarter sidewalks, each trying to out run the other. When they hit vampire speeds the game became to avoid running into other people and things. The game came to an end after Marcel ran into a light pole after just barely avoiding a blind lady.
"Are you okay?" Hope ran to help him up.
"I'm fine," Marcel said rubbing his forehead where it smashed into the pole.
Hope lifted the bandage to get a look at the scar. She sighed with relief after finding that it looked exactly how it's supposed to.
"Be careful," she scolded. "If anything happens to that scar the old Marcel will try to come back again. Now c'mon," She grabbed Marcel's hand and they walked the rest of the way.
"Where are we going?" Marcel groaned. "Uncle Elijah said stay in the kitchen. We're gonna get in trouble."
"That's why we have to go now. They're trying to ground me which means I'm not gonna be able to finish the spell to keep you a kid which means Aunty Freya's gonna turn you back into boring, ol' old Marcel. That's why we have to go back to Sebastian's now so we can finish the spell before I get grounded."
Just as they made it to the Dupeaux home, Hope's phone began to ring.
"Uncle Elijah," She groaned looking at the screen. "I guess he knows we're gone by now."
"Answer it," Marcel urged.
"So he can yell at me? Yeah, right," Hope sent the call to voicemail and knocked on the door. It eased opened at the weight of her knock. "Hello," She called into the dark house.
"Um, in the living room," Sebastian called back.
Hope and Marcel walked cautiously to the living room where they found Sebastian standing uneasily in front of Elijah and Niklaus.
"I'm going to pretend that was a dropped call," Elijah growled. "Because I know you did not send me to voicemail."
"D-dad, Uncle Elijah…what are you doing here?"
"We could ask you the same question since last I remember, I told you two to stay in the kitchen and yet, here you are."
"Elijah, Nik," Kol came running from the back of the house. "We found something Freya thinks you should see."
Kol led them all to the garden where Freya, Rebekah, and Haylee were all examining the spell Hope had still in progress.
"What is this?" Freya asked glowering at Hope.
"It's…it's a spell I was gonna use to keep Marcel like this so you couldn't change him." Hope admitted.
"You were going to do what?" Haylee barked. "What have I told you about performing experimental spells like this without Freya's supervision?" Turning to Freya she asked, "Would it have even worked?"
"No," Freya answered curtly. She picked up an ash colored root from a small basin on the table and said, "And you've wasted a lot of rare ingredients creating it. Do your parents know you play with their plants when they're away?"
"Please don't tell my parents," Sebastian begged. "My dad'll kill me. I'm not even supposed to be in here when they're not home."
Klaus took notice of the boy's fear of his father.
"Whatever he does to you wouldn't be half as bad as what would've happened if you two completed this spell," Freya continued. "It's completely unstable. Neither of you are skilled enough to create spells from scratch and that's exactly what this looks like you tried to do. If you would've tried to perform this spell it would've backfired and let's just say, losing your spirit would be the best possible outcome."
Sebastian absentmindedly rubbed his behind and groaned. Niklaus realized then that the Dupeaux's apparently spanked their son. This was a boy who, like Hope, got everything he could ever want from his family but when he intentionally misbehaved he was still punished harshly. This led to the boy's evident contrition whenever he was caught misbehaving. He noticed Hope staring spitefully at the table with her ruined spell and realized she had too much pride to be contrite.
"Wait until we get home," Haylee growled at the girl. "Between this and the Ferris Wheel incident that I just found out about," She quickly turned her anger to Elijah and then back to Hope. "You're going to get exactly what you've been asking for. And you," She turned to Sebastian. "You're going to stay with us until your parents get back because your mom asked me to check in on you and make sure you didn't get into any trouble while they were away and this," She motioned to the table. "Is trouble. And yes, I am going to tell them about it."
Klaus noticed Sebastian's shoulders slump further, his fear growing, but Hope stood ever proud. He found out the reason why when Hope turned to him and said, "Daddy, tell them they're overreacting. It-it wasn't that bad. And I said I was sorry about the Ferris Wheel thing."
"But are you?" Klaus's deep, grumbled question surprised everyone.
"Y-yes," Hope stuttered. "I am. I wasn't trying to hurt anyone."
"You never are, Hope. Your disobedience and disrespect for the rules always gets somebody hurt and I don't think you care one bit so long as you get to keep doing what you want."
"B-but daddy, I-"
"I…" Klaus boomed but at seeing the frightened look on Hope's face he immediately calmed down. "I don't want to hear another halfhearted apology from you."
Elijah was shocked. He had never seen this side of his brother shown to Hope.
"Marcellus, Sebastian," Elijah said sternly grabbing the boys' attention. "Come on, I'll take you boys home."
"I'll go with you," Kol said, uncomfortable with the growing tension in the room. Usually when things got this heated, he was the one in trouble.
"Me too," Rebekah said followed by Freya.
Once the room was cleared of everyone but mother, father, and daughter, Hope's emotions began to rile.
"It's not fair that you're all ganging up on me!" She screamed. "I didn't do anything wrong!"
"And that's just the problem," Niklaus growled. He marched over to Hope and grabbed her by the top of her arm, pulling her over to the chair sitting by the table. "You think you know everything. You're prideful, disobedient, and your disrespect for the safety of those around you has gotten out of control." Niklaus sat in the chair and swung Hope of his lap in one swift motion.
Haylee stared on in surprise at the situation but relieved that Niklaus's eyes were finally open to their daughter's dangerous faults.
"No, daddy, stop!" Hope threw her hand back to protect her behind. Klaus easily pinned it to her side with one hand and freed her from the protective covering of her jeans with the other.
Tears were already forming in Hope's eyes but they came even harder as Niklaus began raining down swats over her nearly bare bottom.
"Climbing that Ferris Wheel was stupid and dangerous," Klaus lectured as he began alternating swats between cheeks. "You could've killed yourself and not only that, you put Marcel and Sebastian in danger as well. You do not know everything. You are still a child and when your mother or Freya tells you not to do something you will obey them. Do I make myself clear?"
Hope kicked and screamed but Niklaus didn't stop spanking until he heard her squeak out a tiny 'Yes sir'.
Her bottom was a bright scarlet easily visible through her thin, white undies when he finished with her.
Once his fervor had subsided, Klaus felt a weight of guilt set on him. He redressed Hope and sat her upright on his lap, hugging her tight as she cried against his neck.
"I-I-I'm s-sorry, daddy." Hope sobbed.
Klaus fought a losing battle against the tears forming in his own eyes. He had hoped for this, prayed for it even, but he didn't expect it really. His only regret was not having done it sooner.
He stood up with Hope in his arms and followed behind Haylee out the garden. "Let's get you home," He muttered. "You've had a stressful day."
