Prank Night Fall Out

55. Brought Up By Hand

Pairing: Elijah/Julian (M/M) (hands) ruler/cane

Pearl/Annabelle (F/f)

Request for Jazmine F. for Julian

Salvatore Boarding House

Elijah and Klaus knocked on the door to the boarding house impatiently.

Dark-eyed Nora answered the door, "Yes, may I help you?"

"Hello, luv, may we speak to your father, Julian? It is urgent," Klaus intoned.

Nora stepped aside, "Yes, he's in his study."

The two Original vampires thanked the pretty siphon hybrid and followed her to Julian's study, which they knew to be Damon's old office. Malcomn was sobbing in the corner with his trousers down. His backside and thighs were stripped by Julian's cane. His hands were on his head.

"Thank you, my dear," Elijah said politely as he shut the door.

Julian was writing something with a fountain pen in a ledger. "Ah, the Originals. What do I owe this fine visit? Is Enzo behaving himself? If not, a session with my cane may do him some good."

"Yes, Enzo had been wonderful. It is your lame and sloppy apology letters we take issue with," Elijah remarked sharply. He took out the letters and tossed them on the desk. "They are disgraceful."

Klaus frowned at the crying vampire in the corner, "Perhaps you need a dose of that cane yourself. May I ask what the boy here did to deserve such a thrashing?"

Julian turned and looked at Malcolm behind him. "It is not truly your concern, but he was picking fights with his siblings and smarted off to my wife. I don't allow disrespectful behavior."

"Did you bother to ask him why he is behaving like this?" Elijah wondered.

Julian looked perplexed. "No, why would I?"

"Julian, would you please dismiss the boy to his bedroom? I think we need to have a serious talk," Klaus asked impatiently.

"This is not your house, Mr. Mikaelson," Julian snapped as he got up.

"Sir, this is not your house either. Now dismiss the boy if you know what is good for you," Elijah said getting angry.

"Fine. Malcolm, you can pull up your trousers and go to your room," Malcolm said somberly.

Malcolm whimpered as he tugged up his underpants and then his trousers and gingerly walked out, still crying with his head down.

Klaus was horrified, "Do you not comfort your children? The boy looks positively miserable. Your tore up his backside. All children misbehave, Julian, but that is no reason to abuse them. Discipline them, yes, but you must also give them love and reassurance."

Julian was confused again, "But if I am kind to them after applying the rod, would that not confuse them? What if they misbehaved just to get affection? My own father never spared a kind word to me in his entire life and here I am, still standing."

Elijah put a restraining arm on Klaus, "Julian, your children should be able to get affection and love any time. But after you punish them, they need to know it is their actions you are displeased with, not them. Your children are powerful beings, but they are also deserving of care like any other creature."

"You came here to lecture me on children after you stole my son? My wife, Lily, has been beside herself. What can we do to get him back?" Julian pressed.

"Learn how to nurture and love him, for starters. We came here to discuss your own misbehavior, but I am now thinking you need a taste of your own medicine. When was the last time you got a whipping?" Elijah inquired sharply. "A real one."