Boys Only

School Is Important

Niall's POV

I sat in class, unprepared to take my test. The teacher told us three days ago about having a maths quiz, but I'm not good at maths anyways, so why would I even bother to study? I stopped doing my homework about a month ago, but daddy doesn't know. He won't know. I can't let him. I know that would mean some serious trouble for me and my bum! Liam told daddy that he didn't do a homework assignment and daddy flipped his lid at Liam!

I'll just hide it from him until report cards, then he'll see it and I "won't know it was that bad". I'll cry and promise that I'll try harder the next half of the year. Daddy can sometimes fall for those sorts of things. There was one time where Harry broke a vase, because he was upset that he had gotten corner time, so he decided to get revenge. He cried and told Papa it was an accident, and he didn't even get punished for it!

I think that's how things work sometimes. If you cry hard enough and you whine loud enough, and you swear that it was an accident or you didn't know it was wrong, sometimes you get out of trouble. That's exactly what I plan on doing. Daddy's spankings hurt, yikes! Uncle Ed's hurt way more, but of course that's how it would be, right? I would much rather get punished by daddy than anyone else in the entire world.

I remember Zayn telling papa off about getting in trouble, because he knew that dad had gotten spanked too at Grandma's house, but dad wouldn't stand for that. So, if you get into it, don't use that as a way to get out. Don't use his chastisement against him, he really doesn't like that. Plus, it'll earn you a trip over his knee that you weren't gettin before, but then you were.

I took the test, unsure of any of the numbers, knowing how to put them together and take them apart in the way the teacher described. Maybe I would know these things if I did my homework, but I'm no good at maths! That's why I don't try any more, is because if you're no good at something, why should you try harder at it? I don't think I'd get better anyways.

After school, I got into the car with Zayn, Liam, Harry, and Papa. He started to drive us home and ask each of us about our days. I knew I had to get out of this somehow, and the only way I can think of, is to lie, or make sure someone else gets in trouble too. Unfortunate, because I love all my brothers, and I would hate to see any of them get spanked based on my word, but... I hate getting spanked even more.

"Ni-Bear, you're being awful quiet. Want to tell me about your day, or about the phone call I received about an hour ago?" The car went dead silent, and you could hear even a silent fart if someone let one out. I was hoping someone would to take the pressure off of me, but it's just my luck that chili was last week at school lunch...

"Um... I didn't think I was that bad at maths! Honest! I lost all of my homework, there's this beaver that looks at me funny every time I see him, so I give him my maths homework to make sure he's happy, and- and- Harry broke your vase on purpose! He was mad at you and- on purpose!" After my outburst, I sat back in my seat, and waited for the scolding to start- being directed at Harry of course.

I couldn't bring myself to look at him. He got punished an awful lot for someone so young, but he somehow always got himself into naughty situations that ended badly for him. I heard dad clear his throat, as the car pulled into the driveway.

"I never said that phone call was about your maths. Or your homework. Or even your maths homework. Harry, we're gonna talk about that vase later, but as for right now, I want everyone to go inside and start on their homework. Liam, I need you getting your grade up in your science class. I know it's a B- but you're teetering. Zayn, please focus on your paper, you know it's due soon! Harry, I'm pretty sure you've got some spelling you need to study. Ask Liam for help if you're having any problems with any words, okay bug?"

I was absolutely gobsmacked that he didn't focus more on what Harry did and was staying on what I did! Everyone else got out of the car, and went in to do my homework. Daddy and I stayed in the car, and I stayed quiet. "Why did you think that was okay? I know you haven't been doing your maths homework, but giving up isn't the right way to do things. Now, I'm going to give you a spanking. Then, after your spanking is finished, you're going to stand in the corner. Then, I'm going to have to go spank your little brother."

I gulped and hung my head a little bit. "I'm going to spank him in the area where you're in the corner, so you can know that by your actions, you decided to tell unnecessarily on him, on something that has already blown over. He's gonna get spanked, and it's pretty heartbreaking. The way that he cries. I'd hope after this you'll think much harder before tattling, especially on someone younger than you."

I followed dad inside slowly, not appreciating the guilt trip. Before I knew it, I had finished the agonising 25 smacks, and was trying into my father's shoulder. I hope solemnly that he doesn't go that hard on Harry...

Harry's POV

I sat at the table working extra hard on my spelling. I'm not usually all that great, but I'm really trying. Papa came downstairs with a sad look on his face, probably because he had to spank Niall. I was hoping maybe he forgot about my punishment, and would forget more if I have him look at my spelling. "Hey bug." He said, squatting down to my level at the table. I smiled at him and handed him the paper I was working on. "Whatcha got here?" He asked, looking at my work.

When you need help from someone else, you need:

Asistence

When you're sad or lonely, you want a hug, or:

Empraice

An animal that has black circles around its eyes and plays in the trash:

Racoun

Also known as drapes, hanging over the window:

Curtens

Bonus:
The study of someone's mind:

Sycologee

I smiled proudly as he read through my paper. He gave me a gentle look over the tops of his glasses. "Hazza, I told you if you were having troubles, you could ask Liam sweetie." Huh? But I got them all right! I thought I did anyways... I guess we'll work on it together. "For now, I need to take you to Niall's room bud." I automatically held out my arms, waiting for him to pick me up. He did, he always did.

He brought me there, where Niall was still standing in the corner. I don't want to see him right now... he was mean, he turned me in, and I'm gonna get a spanking! My ears flattened at the thought of a spanking, because obviously I didn't want it. My tail curled around my waist, I didn't want it to be moved by daddy later. It's just something... something that bothers me. Just like some people don't like their hair touched, or their arms or something.

I was stood in front of daddy, and my bottoms were taken down quickly. I was placed over his knee, and tried to brace myself. I struggled to get comfortable in the position I was put in. Finally, I settled down, and gripped tightly. I felt daddy's hand on my rear end, and whimpered. "I know... I know. Just lay there, I know you can. While Nialler tattled on you, it was still your actions. Now hold still, while I..." then I felt a sharp sting on my bottom.

I yelped loudly, and immediately collapsed into a fit of sobs. I hate this... I hate this. "O-Owie! D-daddyyyy!" I wailed, after only the fourth. This hurts, very badly. I cry louder as he plants four more. I squirm and squirm, trying to get the burning to go down at least a little bit! This isn't fair! It hurts much too much. The tenth swat he hits makes me go completely limp, tail, ears, and body seeming without... perk.

He hits five more times, before quickly snatching me up for cuddles. I can't tell who wants them more, but I think it's me. I sob into him as if there's no tomorrow. I don't want to have to study on that cold, hard chair in the sad dining room. It seems 'desolate'. I felt myself being swayed gently, and my aching rear being rubbed gently. "I love you my sweetie. I'm true in this. We'll study spelling, and I'll study maths with Niall. We'll have a whole little session of studying..." I nodded, and closed my eyes as they were sore.

I feel my heart beat as I listen to my daddy's. His is slower, mine is faster. It's calming... enough to make me fall asleep. So I do. Spelling will just have to wait.