Little Keith and Lance

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The 2nd of, 'could of write better but still liked it enough to post!'


"Keith, you have to eat."

"No!" he shouted, pushing his food away.

"Keith," I sighed, pushing it back. "you have to-"

"No!!" he pushed it again, making fall to the floor and shatter. It was silent for a few seconds. He just broke my plate. A glass plate to say at least.

"Keith! Why would you do that?!" I said angrily, grabbing the duster and sweeping it up. "What if this had fallen on Cosmo's or my foot? That would of been bloody!"

"I didn't mean to!" he said with fear.

"I know but a punishment is still in order," I said, throwing the glass into the trash, and hanging up the duster. "Knee."

"But-"

"Knee."

"No!" Keith began to cry, plead in his voice. "Don't hurt me, please!'

"Baby," I mumbled, walking over to him. He flinched at my touch and began to cry harder. "Come here, Mama." I whispered, picking him up and sitting on he chair, him on my lap. "I'm sorry, okay? I won't hurt you, I swear. My job isn't to hurt you. It's to protect you. Never think otherwise, okay?"

"No spanken," he mumbled in the croak of my neck. His little safe place.

"No spanken. But next time I'll send you to the corner if you push off another plate. Let's get you some food now, your probably starving."

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