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Beyonce POV

"Well, that's the last of the bags," Shawn said as he placed our luggage in the car. He closed it and we went back in the house to clarify some few things before we leave for Paris.

"Carters! Get in here!" I yelled as I sat in the living room with Shawn. All of our kids then came running and sat on the couch.

"Your father has already laid down the rules and I hope you still remember them all. I'll be calling and or texting Junior to make sure everything is in order," I said. "Please don't wrack my house and no visitors please. Make sure to always switch on the alarm."

They all sat there and nodded their heads.

"Can you please bring us back a puppy," Justin said excitedly.

"No puppy for you," Shawn said lowly as he shook his head.

Justin then hanged his head down looking sad.

"OK then. Please get us a pet lion instead," Josline pitched in.

Just when I was about to answer Junior beat me to it. "Lions are dangerous Jos," he said.

"No they aren't. They are nice like in The Lion King because Timon and Pumba raised them," Josline said with great confidence.

"Well, all of them are nice except for Scar. That nigga is a jackass," Justin said.

Me eyes widened and I looked at Shawn with shock as to what Justin just said.

"Boy, where did you hear that name?" I spat.

"What name?" Justin said as he tilted his head. "Jack?" He said looking confused.

Josline casually knocked Justin upside his head. "No you son of a bitch. She meant 'ass'," Josline said giggling causing Justin to start giggling.

"Whatever you pussy," Justin said laughing.

"You are such a dick head," Josline joined in laughing.

I watched as my babies curse. Its obvious that they are oblivious to the fact that they are cursing. I bet they are thinking that those are just innocent words.

"Enough you two!" I said getting infuriated. I went over and grabbed them and held each one of their wrists tightly and pulled them to me. They tried escaping my grip but I just held them more tight. "Who taught you two those filthy words?" I said sternly.

"We will always hear Junior and Brooklyn say those words to each other whenever they are arguing or just playing. We simply thought that they are just fun words that everybody uses since they use them all the time," Justin said on the verge of tears and Josline was already crying.

I looked up and gave Brooklyn and Junior a deadly glare. Those two really fucked up this time.

I turned and looked at Shawn who was just as flabbergasted as me. "Baby, can you please take them upstairs. I'll call you when its safe to come down," I said lowly, smiling weakly.

He got up and the twins held his heads. "Don't kill them please," he whispered in my ear as he was passing by me.

I watched as they walked upstairs then I turned my attention to Junior and Brooklyn who look like they've seen a ghost.

"What in your right minds would you two even think of using such words?!" I yelled as I stood in front of them. "You two should know better to never use such harsh language in front of them! You know very well that they pick up words easily and they wish to show off to their friends every time they hear a new word! What's wrong with you two?!"

They just sat there and stared at me like I'm crazy and that really pissed me off.

"Cat got your tongue?" I asked and they continued staring at me like I'm some village crazy lady. I then chuckled bitterly. "I was hoping that we were gonna start this weekend on good terms but no, you guys just don't want that," I said as I slowly unbuckled my belt. I rolled a piece of it around my hand and made sure that I had a good grip on it.

"Mama we are sorry," Brooklyn spoke up on the verge of tears.

"So now you wanna talk?" I said acting shocked as I walked towards her. I grabbed her wrist and made sure that I had a good grip on it and snatched her out of her seat then I started whooping her with the belt.

"Mommy! It hurts!" She whined.

"If this belt turns and hit me so help me God I'll show you no mercy!"

When I was done with her I went over to Junior. I stood in front of him to indicate that its his turn but he didn't budge.

"I'm way too old for an ass whooping," he said with his arms crossed looking the other way.

"Is that so?" I said and I used all of my power to pull him up and then I started whooping him.

"You ready have to stop with this attitude of yours!" I said still whooping him.

"I'm sorry ma! Its hurts! Please stop!" He whined.

Just when I felt like he has had enough I stopped. I blew away the strains of her that were on my face. I looked at them while catching my breath then I buckled my belt.

I went over to the kitchen and got myself a bottle of water in the fridge. I heard footsteps down the stairs then I saw Shawn emerging into the kitchen.

"You alright babe?" He asked. I simply nodded my head as I was still drinking the water. "Imma go say goodbye to the kids," he said walking out and I followed him. We said our last goodbyes and we headed out.

We got into the car and Shawn drove us to the airport where our private jet was waiting for us. We got there and our luggage was taken into the jet. The pilot and flight attendants introduced themselves and we finally got inside.

 The pilot and flight attendants introduced themselves and we finally got inside

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I immediately sat down and closed my eyes in an attempt to relax.

"How are you doing bae?" Shawn said softly as he held my hand.

"I'm tired and beyond pissed," I said and I took a couple of deep breaths.

"Just have some sleep maybe you'll feel better when you're awake," he said and he kissed my hand. "You are one deadly mama bear. I even heard Junior crying," he said chuckling.

"What could I have done? Your son said his too old for an ass whooping so I had to show him that his not too old," I said chuckling.

I hope them kids don't do nothing stupid while we are away.

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~Beyonce is one bad ass mama bear

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