One Saturday afternoon, Charlotte Bella Marie Stark was in a particularly mischievous mood. Her mother, MJ (aka Mary Jane Watson-Stark), was sitting in the living room, enjoying a cup of coffee and reading a book. Little did MJ know, Charlotte had been quietly scheming with a container of bright green slime she'd found during her recent adventures at superhero school.
With a grin on her face, Charlotte tiptoed into the room, holding the slime behind her back. Her heart raced with excitement as she crept up behind her mother. Without warning, she dumped the gooey mess all over MJ’s perfectly styled hair. The slime oozed down, sticking to MJ’s red locks and splattering on her shoulders.
"Charlotte Bella Marie Stark!" MJ shrieked, jumping up from her chair, her hands instinctively reaching for her head. "What on earth did you just do?!"
Charlotte, giggling uncontrollably, backed away, but the look of fury in her mother’s eyes made her realize that maybe her prank wasn’t as funny as she thought. MJ took a deep breath, trying to remain calm despite the sticky situation.
“When your father gets home,” MJ began, wiping the slime from her face, “you’re getting spanked. And it won’t be a quick one, either. Your pants and underwear are coming down, and you’re going to learn not to pull stunts like this.”
Charlotte’s laughter quickly faded, replaced by nervousness. She knew she was in big trouble now. MJ rarely got this angry, but slime in her hair? That was a line Charlotte shouldn’t have crossed.
"But Mom," Charlotte tried to protest, "it was just a joke!"
MJ narrowed her eyes, her tone firm. "That’s not the kind of joke we play around here. You’ve been acting up too much lately, and this is the last straw. When your dad gets home, you’ll be getting a spanking, and after that, young lady, you are grounded."
Charlotte gulped. Peter Stark (aka Spider-Man) would be home soon, and she knew that when he found out, there’d be no escaping the punishment. She spent the rest of the afternoon sulking in her room, dreading the sound of the front door opening.
Hours later, Peter walked into the house, his usual cheerful demeanor quickly changing when he saw the serious look on MJ’s face and heard about what Charlotte had done. He wasted no time in calling Charlotte down.
“Charlotte,” Peter said, his voice stern but calm, “your mom told me what you did. You know better than to pull pranks like that. Now, let’s get this over with.”
With a deep sigh, Charlotte walked over to her dad. Peter sat down, pulled her pants and underwear down, and gave her a firm spanking. Tears filled Charlotte’s eyes as she realized just how much trouble she was in. When it was over, she quickly pulled her clothes back up, rubbing her sore bottom.
"And as your mom said," Peter added, "you’re grounded. No TV, no games, and definitely no hanging out with your friends until you can show us you know how to behave."
Charlotte nodded, sniffling. She knew she had pushed too far this time. Being grounded was going to be tough, but the worst part was knowing she had disappointed both her mom and dad.
From that day on, she thought twice before pulling any more pranks—especially ones involving slime.
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the next generation book 2
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