At the Starks Mansion
It was a quiet afternoon at the Starks mansion. MJ was enjoying a rare peaceful moment, lounging on the couch with a book in hand. Upstairs, Charlie, Ariel, and Eric were playing in the kids' playroom, building towers with blocks and giggling as they knocked them over.
Meanwhile, Charlotte Bella Marie Stark, always one for mischief, was feeling particularly bold. She had discovered a bottle of red paint left over from an art project and, in an instant, an idea popped into her head. With a mischievous smile, she crept downstairs, clutching the paint bottle behind her back.
MJ, still engrossed in her book, didn’t notice Charlotte approach from behind. Quietly, Charlotte unscrewed the lid of the paint and, before MJ could react, she tipped it over her mother’s head, sending thick red paint cascading down MJ’s hair.
MJ's Reaction
Startled, MJ gasped and dropped her book, the cold, sticky paint dripping down her face and onto the couch. She wiped her face, her shocked expression quickly turning to anger as she realized what had just happened.
“CHARLOTTE BELLA MARIE STARK!” MJ shouted, standing up from the couch, her hair now a bright, dripping mess of red. “What on earth were you thinking?!”
Charlotte stepped back, biting her lip. “I just… thought it would be funny…”
MJ’s eyes narrowed. “Funny? You poured paint in my hair! When your dad gets home, you are definitely getting spanked. And after that, young lady, you’re grounded.”
Charlotte gulped, realizing she had taken things too far. “I… I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean—”
“Sorry isn’t going to clean up this mess,” MJ said firmly. “Go to your room, now.”
The Consequences
Charlotte trudged upstairs, the guilt of her actions weighing heavy as she walked past her siblings, who had come out of the playroom to see what all the yelling was about. Charlie, Ariel, and Eric exchanged glances, all silently thankful that they hadn’t been the ones to get into trouble this time.
Hours later, when Peter Stark came home, MJ wasted no time telling him about the red paint incident. Peter frowned, shaking his head as he listened.
“She did what?” Peter asked, trying to keep his temper in check.
“She poured red paint all over my head,” MJ replied, her voice filled with exasperation.
Peter sighed and headed straight upstairs to Charlotte’s room. When he opened the door, Charlotte was sitting on her bed, clearly waiting for the inevitable.
“Charlotte Bella Marie Stark,” Peter said, his voice calm but firm. “What you did to your mother was completely unacceptable. You’re getting spanked, and after that, you’re grounded for two weeks. No friends, no games, and no screen time.”
Charlotte nodded, too ashamed to argue. Peter sat down on the edge of her bed and motioned for her to come over. She reluctantly walked over, and Peter gave her a firm spanking.
When it was over, Charlotte wiped away her tears and crawled onto her bed, feeling the sting not just from the punishment but from the guilt of what she had done.
Peter left the room, closing the door behind him, and Charlotte lay there, knowing she had crossed a line. Being grounded was tough, but maybe next time, she would think twice before pulling another prank like that.
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the next generation book 2
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