Sibling Rivalry

Chaos Part Two

Alex blinks, his eyes locked on his youngest child in disbelief. Maybe he heard her wrong.. Maybe she said fudge, or yuck, or anything else..

Liam shares his fathers horrified expression, but Rustin, was grinning ear to ear, it felt good not to be the one in trouble.

"Young lady.. what did you just say?" Alex ventures, setting his own glass back down on the table.

Mason shoots a death glare in Rustin's direction.

Bri looks up to see all eyes on her. Confusion creeps across her face.

"I said fuck," She states plainly "Can I have more juice please?"

Alex stares. He usually might have to deal with Rustin swearing, and Liam on a rare occasion.. But his four year old?? He doubted that she even knew what she had said.

"Brianna, get up." Alex states firmly, standing out of his seat.

"Why?" Bri asks curiously, climbing off her own chair, her brothers still gaping at her.

"Because I said. Liam, clean up the juice please." Alex states, holding his daughters hand as they walk down the hall to his office.

Liam groans a little and gets paper towel from the counter, and begins to clean the puddle of purple from the table.

Rustin chuckles, only to receive a harsh kick from Mason under the table.

"You taught her that word ass wipe," Mason growls

Rustin rolls his eyes "Hey, don't get mad at me. I didn't tell her to say it."

"I'm gonna kick your ass" Mason grins standing, his chair falling on its side behind him.

Rustin stays sitting, but smirks up at his older brother from across the table.

"Bring it twat waffle."

"Daddy, can we have ice cream after dinner?" Bri smiles as her dad closes  the door, completely unaware that she was about to be punished.

"Sweetie, come here." Alex sais firmly, now seated on the couch. He hated the thought of having to punish her today, today she had been extremely good. She had cleaned up after herself when she colored, and had drew him a picture of a koala wearing a ballerina tutu.

Brianna goes to her dad, smiling at him innocently.

"Pleaaaase?? I want rainbow sprinkles!" She giggles tugging his hand.

Alex sighs and sets her over his knee. Immediately she began to squirm, and whimper. She very well knew what it meant when he put you over a knee.. and it wasn't good. Her eyes widen and she flails her feet, which were now unable to touch the carpet below.

"Daddy put me downnnn" She whimpers, still unsure why she was over his knee in the first place.

"Brianna, you said a very naughty word at the table. You do not say the F word, ever. It's very naughty. You're being spanked because you said a bad word, do you understand?"

Her hands dart behind her to cover her butt.

"No! I'm sorry daddy!" She wails, tears already forming in her eyes.

Alex sighs, he hated spanking her, but he very well knew he had to. It wasn't like she said crap, or told her brother to shut up.. she said the mother of all swears, right there at the dinner table. Not even Rustin had done that.

Almost effortlessly  he pins her hands down with one of his, tucking them under his knee.

"Sweetie stay still. You're getting twelve for saying a naughty word."