5 boys +1

Tantrums don't fly, at all

Author's note: another update ! Yay ! Here's another installment of the story yay ! This chapter is dedicated to

1D_angel14 for the mega good prompt ! In this chapter, I learn that tantrums don't fly, literally. Uncle Liam , from 1D, teaches me this. He calls me Babydoll.

Age: 9

Liam's pov

Babydoll is mega crabby today. Don't ask me why. Jay and the guys needed a babysitter, I was volunteered. I don't mind it, though. I love babysitting Babydoll. She's really funny. Today just hasn't been her day, she's been crabby. Babydoll walks into my bedroom, and doesn't knock. I glance at her, and ask "Babydoll, did you knock ?"

Lucy snaps "nope. Don't have to."

I raise an eyebrow and get up. I walk over to Lucy, and say "let's try that again, shall we ?"

I gently put Babydoll outside my door.

She opens it, flat out refusing to cooperate. I decide to give up after the third time. I walk into the hallway.

"C'mon, Babydoll. Leggo downstairs."

I go to the stairs, descending them. Babydoll follows without a peep. I go down to the living room, and turn the tele on. We sit in a peaceful silence for about 45 minutes. Then babylove starts bugging me. She wants food.

"Let's go see what we've got, ya ?"

"Can I have blueberries please ?"

I nod and walk to the kitchen. I poke through the fridge, and discover that we've got blueberries. They just so happen to be Lucy's fav fruit. I wash them for Babydoll, then put them in a bowl. I take them to the table, then pull a chair out for Babydoll. She climbs up into the chair, and starts munching. Babydoll eats those, and asks for more. I oblige, and wash more for her. Babydoll shocks me by throwing a full out hissy fit.

She yells "no ! No ! No ! No ! I don't want them ! No ! No ! No ! No ! No !"

She throws the bowl on the ground, it smashes into a hundred billion pieces.

That gets me going. I swoop her out of her chair, into my arms. I take Babydoll to the living room corner. As a warning, I pop her bottom twice. She squeals, cause I just so happen to hit hard. I walk away, giving her bottom one last hard swat. I go back to the kitchen and get the mini catastrophe cleaned up. It takes a full thirty minutes. I throw the last of the mess in the trash, then go to "talk" to Babydoll. By talk I mean her panty covered bottom and my hand. I go collect her from the corner, escorting her up the stairs. I take Babydoll to my bedroom. Unlike her uncle zayn, who could care less, I like doing punishments in private. I figure that the kiddo is gonna get their bottom smacked, why embarrass them ? I always try to do it privately, just ask nialler, Harry, Kai, or kiara. I don't want to be seen as the awful uncle, no way ! Nuh uh ! I gently but firmly pull a fighting Babydoll over my knees. I decide that 25 oughta do it. I drop her shorts, ignoring her protests. I slowly lay them down, I want the sting to have a chance to set in. Normally I'd wanna get it over with, but she pushed a few too many of my buttons, today. I lay the last five down, and Lucy's sobbing. I scoop her into a cuddle, and she sobs into my neck. I gently pull up her shorts, and rock her from side to side. It takes about twenty minutes, but Babydoll eventually calms down. We both sack out.

Author's note: chapter something ! Dedicated to 1D_angel14 for the prompt. Great prompt, thanks bunches !