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"Do you understand, baby boy?" Phil asked. "Mhmm" Dan replied. "Good. Well it's bedtime, baby." Phil said. "No!" Dan yelled. "Excuse me?" Phil asked; putting his hands on his hips. "I don't wanna go to bed, daddy!" Dan said pouting. "Well, Daniel I don't think you have a choice." Phil said. "Please daddy can I have 5 more minutes to play with my toys? Please daddy!" Dan said running towards his playroom. "No, Dan. I said it's time to go to bed. You need sleep, baby boy." Phil said picking up Dan and bringing him towards his bedroom (Phils bedroom). Dan was wriggling; trying to get out of his daddies arms. "Daniel James Howell. Stop right now or you will be punished. And I won't hold back on anything, Mister." Phil said. But Dan didn't listen. "That's it. You get ten spanks." Phil said putting Dan down. "No daddy please I'll go night night!" Dan said. "You had that chance 2 minutes ago." Phil said bending Dan over his lap. "Daddy please I sorry!" Dan pleaded. "It's only ten, Daniel." (This is quite odd for me so bear (lol) with meh, k? K.) "Daddy M' sorry. I'll go to bed. Please!" Dan begged. "Fine." Phil said; defeated. "But tomorrow if you are naughty I will not hold back. Do you understand?" Phil asked. "Yes, sir." Dan said. "Now it's time for sleep." Phil said; picking up Dan and holding him on his waist. Dan was already tired out from that whole ordeal. Phil set Dan down in his crib. "Night night, Daddy. I love you." Dan said. "Goodnight, Bear."
(-Time Skip to 1am-)
Dan woke up in the middle of the night not feeling very well. "Daddy.. " Dan said quietly. "Daddddddddy.. " He said again. He began to cry to get Phils attention. "D-daddy!" He screamed. Phil came running into the room. "What's wrong?" Phil asked running towards Dan. "M' sick, daddy. I think." Dan said clutching onto Phils shirt. "Lemme take your temperature, ok?" Phil said. "Yeah." Dan said letting go of Phils shirt. Phil came back with a thermometer in hand. "Say 'ah'." Phil said holding the thermometer towards Dans mouth. Dan did as told and Phil put the thermometer in his mouth. Beep beep beep. "103.7 degrees. You're pretty damn sick. You should get some sleep, ok?" Phil asked putting Dan back into his crib. "Mhmm, night night, daddy." Dan said before passing out. "Goodnight."
Hey, guys. Ok so I'm not creative that's why most of my chapters are very short. Um if y'all like this then idk do what u want I guess. My updates are slow bc I'm busy. I will try and update sooner, like I have an alarm for 1pm everyday lol. The ringtone is 'I'm a pretty girl'. Oh, and if y'all want to u should vote on this story. It helps a lot! I have a YouTube Channel too! It's a makeup/vlog channel (imma change the name tho) rn it's LlamaLøver Makeup. But I'll probably change it, bye y'all!
