One day, Midnight and Bandit went to the park. It was fairly late, so it was getting dark. “Alright, Bandit. It’s time to go home.” Midnight said. “Aww, but I don’t wanna go home,” Bandit whined. “Sorry, bud, but we need to get going.” Midnight said. “Fine,” Bandit snapped. Midnight wasn’t a fan of Bandit’s attitude but decided to ignore it. As they were heading toward Midnight’s car, Bandit picked up a rock and threw it at a bird. He pulled away from Midnight, grabbed as many rocks as he could, and started throwing them at a bunch of birds he saw. “Bandit, stop that,” Midnight scolded. Bandit didn’t stop and, instead, threw a rock at Midnight, which hit him in the eye. “Ah, oww…” Midnight whimpered, holding his eye. At this point, Bandit froze and dropped the rocks. “Oh no, Midnight, I’m so-” “Why would you do that? What made you think for even a SECOND that that was a good idea?” Midnight yelled. Bandit froze. “I-I-I… I don’t know.” Bandit whimpered. Midnight managed to calm down when his eye stopped hurting. “That’s it. Now I’m mad. When we get home, your butt is toast.” Midnight snapped, grabbing Bandit’s wrist. Bandit quickly figured out what Midnight meant by that and tried to protest as Midnight dragged him to the car. “Wait, I said I was sorry, please don’t spank me,” Bandit pleaded, trying to break free of Midnight’s tight grip. “Quit fighting me, Bandit. If you keep pulling away like that, I’m going to use the furbrush when we get home,” Midnight snapped. Midnight saw a Leafeon staring at them from the corner of his eye but figured they were just worried about Bandit screaming. “Bandit, stop screaming.” Midnight scolded. Finally, Midnight picked Bandit up and carried him to the car on his shoulder as Bandit screamed and begged Midnight to not spank him. But it was of no use as Midnight put him in the car and buckled him up. He also enabled the child locks on both rear doors in case Bandit tried to jump out of the car. He got in and the quiet but tense drive home began. Bandit eventually calmed down enough to stop screaming, but he was terrified. “I’m so sorry, Midnight, please don’t-” “Zip it, Bandit. You knew better than to do something like that.” Midnight snapped. Midnight tried to calm himself down so he wouldn’t end up being too hard on Bandit when the time for his punishment arrived. Soon, they arrived at the house and Midnight noticed their parents’ car was gone. “Huh. Mom and Dad are still out.” He thought to himself. He got out and opened the car door to let Bandit out. He was fully prepared for Bandit to jump out and start running, but Bandit just stepped out and walked to the front door in tears. Midnight unlocked the front door and they went in. “Bandit, take your socks, shoes, pants, and underwear off and put them on the couch. I’ll be right back.” Midnight said, walking away. Bandit did what he was told and stripped down, leaving only his shirt and hoodie on. He sat his bare butt on the couch, knowing he wouldn’t be able to soon enough. He sat in silence for a minute before Midnight entered the room with a brush in his paw. “Oh no, Midnight, please don’t use the brush.” Bandit whimpered. “Bandit, I would’ve been willing to use my paw for this, but you disobeyed me, threw rocks at the birds, and when I told you to stop, you threw one at me and hit me in my eye. Thankfully, it doesn't look too bad, but it still hurts.” Midnight explained. He sat down next to the shivering Purrloin. “You know what to do.” He said. Bandit sighed and positioned himself over Midnight's lap. “Look, buddy, I don’t like having to punish you, but you do things you’re not supposed to, I can’t just let you off the hook with a slap on the wrist.” Midnight said, rubbing Bandit’s butt. Bandit didn’t say anything and just waited for the spanking to start. “Well, let’s get this over with.” Midnight said, raising the brush and slapping Bandit’s butt with it. “Ahh,” Bandit whimpered, grabbing Midnight’s pants and squeezing. Midnight felt bad for his little brother but knew he needed this, so he raised the brush and… *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* Bandit was kicking his feet and tearfully pleading and Midnight put the brush down and picked Bandit up to hug him. “Shh, calm down, buddy. It’s over. We’re done.” He said in a soft tone. Bandit just sobbed into Midnight’s shoulder as Midnight rubbed his sore butt. “There, there, buddy. I’m sorry I had to do that. Please don’t give me a reason to have to do it again.” Midnight whispered. “*sniff* I-I won’t. *hic* I p-promise.” Bandit whimpered between broken sobs. Midnight got up, still holding Bandit in his arms, grabbed an ice pack from the freezer, and pressed it against Bandit’s sore butt, causing the young Purrloin to cry out in pain. But Midnight comforted him as best he could. They went back to the living room and Midnight put on Bandit’s favorite cartoon and they watched it together. “Midnight… I’m really, really sorry for throwing a rock at you. And for everything else.” Bandit said, rubbing his sore butt. “It’s okay, buddy.” Midnight said, rubbing Bandit’s head. “I forgive you. Just don’t do that again.” Bandit smiled and nodded. “I won’t.” He said.
