Sequel of chapter one, A Very Painful Misunderstanding. Contains spanking.

Chapter Three: False Accusations Help Nobody

Axel looked at Roxas, and then at Alexander, "We have something to tell you. Roxas and I were the ones who messed up Vexen's lab before. Not you. We're sorry."

"It's okay, I forgive you..." Alexander murmured.

Vexen, at that time, was just coming in to check on how Alexander was doing when he heard Axel's confession, and opened the door, looking at Axel, "Numbers eight and thirteen, explain yourselves. " Vexen said.

Roxas looked at Axel, and then at Vexen, "I... Uh... A-Axel and I are the real c-culprits." Roxas stuttered.

"Yeah. We are." Axel said, his expression became one of guilt.

"Alexander, I am sorry for the misunderstanding, I have a few words I'd like to say to Axel and Roxas." Vexen said calmly.

Alexander had fallen asleep in Axel's arms.

Axel carefully set Alexander back on his bed, being careful to lay him on his stomach.

Roxas looked at Vexen, "We're sorry, we'll never do it again!"

"Oh you aren't as sorry as you're gonna be..." Vexen growled, dragging Axel and Roxas outside the castle by the hoods of their organization cloaks.

A couple (a total of sixty, thirty for Roxas and thirty for Axel) smacks were heard, followed by loud wails coming from two different voices, and yelling from Vexen's.

When Roxas' and Axel's rear ends where deemed punished enough, Vexen let the two blubbering teenagers go, and walked back inside.

Axel calmed down first, and Axel tried to comfort the still sobbing Roxas. "Shh... it'll be okay..."

Once Roxas calmed down, he looked at Axel, "Thanks..." He murmured.

"No problem." Axel replied.

At dinner that day...

Almost all the members were at dinner, Axel, Roxas, and Alexander looking the least comfortable in their seats. Alexander was still the least comfortable, his abused backside still more sore and bruised than Axel and Roxas' combined. Alexander, for once in this life, felt like he had friends. Sure, friends who at one point may have put his backside on the line, but friends none the less. And Vexen? Vexen was still cleaning up the hardened metal and sizzling chemicals splattered everywhere in his lab.

Poor Alexander and Vexen... Alexander may never sit down comfortably again, and Vexen's busy cleaning. Who had it worse?