REAL Old Fashioned: a BMW & GMW Spanking Story

SHAWN AND MAYA- Ch. 1/Part 1: Where Did We Go Wrong?

~This is chronological, read parts in order. Enjoy! I appreciate any feedback! I update this regularly, about every week to two weeks. Expect so many feels because we will be exploring all things Boy and Girl Meets World related. Love! Stay tuned. 😊👏 #lucaya #markle #weshallsee

-Shawn and Maya, since the day after he married her mom, have shared crazy experiences including bungee jumping and riding motor cycles, but when Maya crosses the line, Shawn has to fill the role of responsible parent. He feels alone in this since his parents were not the child-rearing types, his adoptive father came in so late, and his new wife is not much better in this area. What will he do?-

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"Maya, I'm home!"

Shawn came home from work to find a curiously empty house. No Maya to be found anywhere (A/N: Katy was working late).

"Where could she be? It's past 8 o' clock." Since Maya became his daughter, Shawn has suddenly become far more of a control freak and a worry wart. He never thought he would be one of those. He does try to relax, but when Maya just up and disappears, he can't help himself.

Shawn called Cory, his best friend, knowing there would be a chance that Maya went over to his house after school to be with her best friend, Riley.

"Heeeeello?" The forty-something Cory sung over the phone.

Shawn rolled his eyes at the cheery tone. Very much not in the mood. "Hey, Cory? Have you seen Maya? She's not at home."

"No, I haven't, Shawn."

His breath hitched in irritation. "Well, can you check anyways? She probably snuck in through the window."

"No problem, pal. Don't worry. I bet she's here. Give me a sec."

The line went dead.

"Hey, you there?" Shawn asked, puzzled.

Shawn could hear a strange whirring coming from outside that wasn't there before, so he went to take a closer look. He was happily surprised to see Maya, but was not so happy to see her in the driver's seat of a black mustang convertible. He frantically opened the car door and helped her step out.

Shawn couldn't string two sentences together logically, he was so in shock. "Hey, what is this? Who gave this to you? This had better be a gift. I'm afraid I know the real answer...you have some explaining to do."

With Maya fighting to get out of her dad's grip, Shawn escorted her into the kitchen.

"Sit. Start talking. Now. And be honest please."

Maya paused and huffed. "Well, I was just walking home from school and happened to find this sad and lonely car who needed a friend."

Her poor attempt at humor only ruffled Shawn's feathers further.

"Maya, Maya...Maya." Shawn stood shell-shocked, waiting for a more suitable response from his newly-adopted daughter. "What were you thinking? You're saying I'm supposed to believe you just made friends with it, and it followed you home like a stray mutt?"

"Well, you would have done it when you were my age." Her wide and innocent eyes expected for Shawn to side with her, and it didn't take long for Maya to begin tuning out and playing with her phone as if none of this was a big deal.

"That's a total cop out, c'mon. Stealing cars? Not really. You know why? 'Caus my own dad would have turned me in to the police. Should I turn you into the cops...Maya? Pay attention."

Maya looked up from her phone to see the annoyance written across her dad's face. She sent him a grumpy gaze and crossed her arms.

"Hey, I'm talking to you here, Maya. But it doesn't feel like it sometimes." Shawn paused in thought and slumped his shoulders. "Maybe we've been too good of friends. I should've acted more like your dad instead. My mistake. I trusted y-"