Kono

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Steve's POV
I watch Sam trudge up the stairs. I can see she's upset and yet still angry. She has every right to be angry that my job put her in this position. We've both given a lot to this job. But there is no way I can condone her behaviour. I sigh and run my hands over my face. Right now I don't know whether I want to hug her or spank her, she can be so damn frustrating sometimes. My phone rings, it's Danny.
Me - "Hey Danny"
D - "Hey, how goes the war on the home front? She say anything going home?"
Me - "Yeah, seven fines! Danny I swear right now I'd rather be dealing with Wo Fat!"
Danny chuckles. "That's because you can shoot him."
I sigh loudly. "She hates me."
D - "She doesn't hate you".
Me - "Yep. She told me she does".
D - "Every kid says that at some point to their parent. It's a rite of passage".
Me - "So has Grace said it to you?"
D - "Well, no, but she's said it plenty of times to Rachel. Mothers seem to get it more from girls. In your case you get the double whammy."
Me - "Great! Thanks".
D - "You're welcome! Look she'll calm down and I'm sure it will all blow over. That is unless you blow up!"
Me - "Very helpful Daniel!"
D - "I try! Good luck."
With that he hung up. I hope he's right, that she will come round and we can patch this up. Sometimes I really wished her mother was still around. Maybe Kono could talk to her? I'll see if she's available to come over tomorrow while I go to the school. That teacher was going to pay for causing this.

Sam's POV
The dragon is back. This time I'm running towards him with someone chasing me. I feel the heat of his breath as I get closer, all the time checking to make sure the person is still following me. The man chasing me is gaining ground. He's big, fast and angry. I'm running as fast as I can, but I know it's only a matter of seconds until he closes the gap. Just as the man catches up to me I dive straight towards the dragon, sliding under him between his front paws. I turn to my chaser, with a sly grin, as the dragon swoops his head down and snatches him in his giant jaws. The man struggles to fight the beast but it's no good. With an almighty crunch the dragon makes light work of him. Then the dragon turns his attention to me. Just then I realise, the man, my chaser, it was my dad and I had just fed him to the dragon. I scream and sit up, waking from the nightmare. I'm sweating and breathing rapidly. It takes a few moments to realise I'm at home, in my room, not a dark dragon infested forest. It's bright outside, it must be morning. I feel sick to my stomach. I sacrificed my own father to a dragon! It doesn't take a shrink to tell me I'm feeling bad for the way I treated him. You need to talk to him Sam, tell him you're sorry and you love him. You don't want him to be eaten by a dragon.
I throw on my slippers and tie up my hair. Heading downstairs I smell fresh coffee so Dad must be up. But as I turn the corner I see it's not Dad but Kono who is sitting drinking coffee and reading something on her laptop.
Me - "Hi Kono, where's my dad?" I ask meekly, wondering how much she knows. So you feel ashamed Sam?!
K - "Good morning sleepyhead, he's gone to your school." She closes her laptop and smiles at me.
Me - "What? Why?!" I shriek.
K - "Calm down, he's gone to talk to that teacher lady about her treatment of you. I wouldn't like to be in her shoes right now."
Me - "But I thought I would be going with him for that?"
K - "Well I guess Steve thought it was a better idea for him to handle this alone. Given your recent outbursts it probably was!"
So she does know. I can feel my cheeks start to burn so I quickly turn to go to the kitchen. I make myself a fruit salad with loads of pineapple and take it back out to sit with Kono. I can't stop thinking about Dad being at the school and what he's saying to Bitchface. I really would have liked to be there to see her get a dressing down, but I guess I should have known Dad wouldn't do that. Despite everything he would still see that as disrespectful. I suppose knowing he went alone means I know he's giving her both barrels.
I sit at the table with Kono and start to eat. My embarrassment has subsided for the moment but I can tell she's trying to decide how to say something to me. She clears her throat.
K - "So, you called your dad an asshole and then told him you hated him?!" Wow she went straight for the jugular! No messing about here. I splutter, choking a bit on my food in surprise at her directness. I cough but I don't say anything. My cheeks are flaming again and I can't look at her.
K - "Nothing to say for yourself huh? Well at least you have the decency to be embarrassed." She sounds sort of pissed off. My cheeks go an even darker shade of red. I want the ground to swallow me whole.
Me - "Kono" I say imploringly
K - "Oh don't you Kono me little girl you were wrong and you know it!"
Kono hardly ever gets mad at me and never really treats me like a kid. I start to feel defensive at her doing it now. Sassy Sam is not happy that her big sister is going parental on her. I push back my chair and almost stamp my feet as I get up to leave.
K - "Where do you think you are going?"
Me (sassily) - "My room! Anywhere away from you!"
K - "Oh really? So now you're going to throw a temper tantrum? I don't think so!" And with that she grabbed my wrist and pulled me across her knees!
Me - "Kono! What are you doing?!" I yell at her in shock.
K - "Well if you are going to behave like a little brat I'm going to treat you like one!" SMACK! she lands her hand hard in the centre of my right butt cheek.
Me - "Ow! KONO THAT HURT " I yell. SMACK! she hits my left cheek, hard.
K - "It was meant to hurt, that is the point of a spanking!"
Me - "OW! KONO STOP!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! She rains them down hard on me, alternating between my two, already very sore, butt cheeks.
K - "I'll stop when I think you have learned your lesson and are going to stop behaving like a spoiled brat!" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Me - "KONO PLEASE!" I start to cry. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! She wasn't letting up.
Me - "Kono please, Daddy spanked me twice in the last two days, I'm sorry, please it hurts!" I sob.
K - "So you are only sorry because your butt hurts, because this is your third spanking in as many days?!" SMACK! SMACK! "Try again Samantha!" SMACK! SMACK!
Me - "No Kono I'm really sorry. I really, really am!"
She stops and lets me up but keeps hold of my wrist.
K - "I'm really disappointed that you would treat your dad that way Sam. I know you were angry that his job caused that teacher to bully you and you have every right to feel angry and hurt by that. But that was his job Sam, not him. You have to know that he was hurt and angry that his job had impacted on you like that? He feels bad enough without you punishing him for it."
Me - "He keeps punishing me and now he's got you to do it too!"
K - "He only asked me to talk to you, your behaviour brought on the spanking. Just like it did from him! Don't you think the outcome would have been different, every time, if your actions had been different?"
She waits for me to answer but I don't say anything. I know she's right but I don't want to admit it.
K - "I asked you a question?"
Me - "Yes ma'am." I say quietly.
I start to sob again and Kono pulls me into a huge hug and holds me until I calm down a bit.
Me - "I'm (sob) sorr (sob) ry (sob) Ko(sob) no(sob)"
K - "Ok ssshhh. That's a good start but it's not just me that you need to apologise to is it?"
I shake my head.
K - "And you need to think about how you should have handled things."
I nod, my breath still hitching from crying.
After a while my breathing starts to even out and Kono leaves me out of the embrace. She tells me to get dressed, we have to go to the Palace, Dad will meet us there. My stomach drops at the thought of facing him.

AN - Hey a quick chapter. This one took on a life of its own. I hadn't planned the spanking part it just seemed to organically happen! I decided to experiment with a different style for the dialogue. Let me know which you think is better, this way or the normal way? Thanks S.

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