Jughead's Punishment... from Dad

FP looked over to Jughead from across the table. "Go sit down son." FP said calmly, almost too calm. Jughead went and sat on the couch.

"FP."

"Yeah Gladys,"

"I'm going to take Jellybean on a walk."

"No" FP said sternly. "I want her in here too. She needs to understand how dangerous this is as well. I guarantee that the kids won't touch matches until there 30 after this."

Jellybean came back from the bathroom. "Sit down sweetie." FP told her. Jellybean sat down in the chair in the living room. FP stood in front of his son "Jughead, I don't even know where to start. Why did you do it?"

"I doont knooow." He whined

"BOY, I'm already going to ware you out, if I were you I'd start talking, because it is going to be a lot worse if you don't. Tell Jellybean why you about to get your butt whooped."

Jughead turned to his little sister, "I was playing with matches in detention when my teacher wasn't looking and accidentally set the trash can on fire."

"Where did you get matches?" FP asked.

"I uhh I got them out off uh your truck." Jughead said looking very intently at his feet.

"BOY, you look at me when I'm talking to you. Trust me Jug, you don't want to make things worse for yourself. Are you supposed to play in my truck?"

"No sir."

"Are you supposed to play with matches"

Jughead did not say anything "ANSWER ME BOY."

Jellybean jumped. The noise startled her. Tears were running down her face too.

"No, sir, I'm not supposed to."

"Are you even allowed to have matches?"

"No sir."

"What happened the last time you got caught playing with matches?"

"You spanked me."

"Yes, 6 swats, with my hand." (Spankings in the Jones family were usually anywhere from 3-10 swats, depending on what Jughead and Jellybean were getting spanked for). "What did I say would happen if I ever caught you playing playing with matches again?"

Jughead started crying again.

"BOY"

"You said you would spank me..."

"With?"

"A belt." He cried.

"Okay boy, it's been a long day for you. You have been cryin on and off since the fire, so I'm going to give you a choice. Do you want me to whip you now, and get it over with, or do you want me to whip you tomorrow."

Jughead thought for a minute. On one hand he was still sore from earlier, so this whipping was going to be hell, but on the other hand if he got spanked now it wouldn't hurt tomorrow. "I'll take it now." Jughead told his father.

"Okay boy lets get this over with." FP said dragging a kitchen chair into the living room. "Come here and bend over my knee boy." FP said sitting down

"DADDY NO, DONT WHIP HIM PLEASE DONT WHIP HIM DADDY." Jellybean cried.

"JELLYBEAN," FP yelled

"Dad, I got it." Jughead told his father. "Jellybean, I got in trouble. I don't want spanked either, but you trying to get me out of getting spanked is only going to get you spanked too, and as much as I don't want a whippin, I want you to get one even less. Jellybean, I deserve to be in trouble right now. There is no reason for you to get in trouble too."

"Okay Juggy, I'm sorry." Jughead hugged his little sister and gave her a kiss on the top of her head.

"Alright get over here boy." FP pulled Jughead over his lap, and started spanking him with his hand. FP wasn't spanking him very hard. He was going to make the spanking last a while, so he was building up to it. Once the sting started really setting in Jughead was squirming and kicking a lot more. Tears were falling down Jughead's face, but he wasn't really crying, not yet. FP stood Jughead up, and was undoing his belt, sliding it through the loops. FP sat backdown. "Boy, bend back over my knee." Jughead hesitating, so FP cracked his belt together. Jughead knew that ment now or it would be worse. Not wanting worse he quickly obey. You are getting 15 swats. CRACK, He was crying already. CRACK, he could hear Jellybean crying too. CRACK, after the first three licks Jughead really starting crying now.! CRACK, he hated that Jellybean could hear him CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, Jughead was kicking and squirming quite a bit. FP allowed this as long as Jughead didn't put his hands back CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, Jughead was howling and sobbing harder than he ever than he ever had in his whole life. CRACK, CRACK, Jughead was willing it to be over CRACK please he thought. "Two more son." FP said assuring Jughead that his spanking was almost over CRACK, CRACK. FP dropped the belt on the ground, and helped Jughead up. Jughead was rubbing the sting out of his butt. FP allowed this knowing this was the worst spanking his son had ever received. FP returned the kitchen chair to the table, and put his belt back on, allowing Jughead some time before talking to him. "Time for bed," FP growled The kids slept in the living room, so FP was getting the bed ready. He moved the coffee table away from the couch and took the coshions off, pulling out the sofa bed. "Jellybean, do you wanna help daddy get the bed ready." She came and put her and Jughead's pillows on the bed, the. FP helped Jellybean put on the bed spread. "Jellybean, do you want mommy to read you a story?" Jellybean heard her mom yell from the kitchen. Jellybean climbed up on to Gladys's lap who was holding the library book Jellybean had brought home from school.

FP sat on the bed and when Jughead calmed down enough FP motioned him over to sit by him. Jughead winced when he sat down "Jug, do you understand why I had to do that?"

"Cuz I took matches from your truck, and I was playing with them."

"You're almost right. I busted your butt like that not only because you broke several rules, but also because you put yourself, and a whole lot of other kids in danger... Including Jellybean."

"I'm sorry dad, I never ment to put Jellybean bean in danger."

"What about yourself Jughead?" FP asked.

"I didn't mean to put myself in danger... I was just mad that I got put in detention for no reason, and I was bored. I felt the matches in my pocket, and I just seized the moment I guess."

"I'll skip over the fact that you just said you got detention for no reason. Big vocabulary for a little kid. As part of your punishment you are going to bed at 7:00." Jughead was about to argue that wasn't fair, that was earlier than even Jellybean's bed time, but Jughead didn't want to get whooped again so he decided against it. "We got to go down to the station tomorrow morning. The police are going to question you about the fire, and let us know how much damage you caused. I'm going to take off work to take you tomorrow, mom already took off today to pick you up. Go brush your teeth and get ready for bed." Jughead changed into athletic shorts and an oversized t-shit. After brushing his teeth he climbed into bed. Even though her bedtime wasn't until 7:45 Jellybean climbed into bed hugging her big brother saying

"I'm sorry daddy spanked you Jughead."

"Me too Jellybean," Jughead replied, "Dad wasn't the only one either. Mom spanked me with her wooden spoon when she picked me up from school. Right there in the parking lot."

Jellybean gasped. "You got Twoo spankings in the same day, and even though Mommy already spanked you, Daddy spanked you too."

"Actually three." Jughead corrected her.

"Three!" Jellybean said in surprise. Her eyes opened wide

"Yeah Jellybean, three. I tried to talk mom out of spanking me, it didn't go well. She spanked me at school for smarting off, and again at home for the whole playing with matches thing. We should probably go to sleep now before I get in even more trouble. I really don't think I can handle getting spanked again."

"Goodnight Jughead." Jellybean bean yawned.

"Goodnight Jellybean. I love you."