Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 25)

Ozzy: *wakes at about 2am and yawns, getting up*

Thrax: *shifts in his sleep a bit but doesn't wake*

Ozzy: *smiles at him and slowly slips out of the room, heading down to the kitchen and starts to get some water, thirsty again, but then realises... Thrax is still in bed so he's not up to tell him he can't have cake... so... he gets cake and a soda*

Thrax: *wakes to the rummage* What the-? *notices Ozzy isn't in bed* Oh no. *dashes out of the room*

Ozzy: *has a drink of his soda*

Thrax: *arrives to see Ozzy drinking the soda, his face smeared with cake* Osmosis Samuel Jones, what do you think you’re doing?

Ozzy: *jumps about a mile when he hears his father's scolding tone behind him... along with his full name... not good* *wipes his mouth with the back of his hand to get the cake off*Um... midnight snack?

Thrax: *places his hands on his hips* How many times have I told you: No junk food before and after you go to bed.

Ozzy: aww it was just one slice of cake.. no big deal... C'mon... *puts his dishes in the sink and makes to finish his soda*

Thrax: *tosses the can in the trash and grabs Ozzy by the ear* Come with me young man. *drags Ozzy back to the bedroom*

Ozzy: Oww! Daaaaaaaaaaad! Leggo!

Thrax: *sits on the bed, hauling Ozzy over his lap* As long as you live under this roof, you obey my rules Osmosis. *slips his sweats off*

Ozzy: Noo... don't spank me! *reaches back to grab the waist-band of his pants and try to keep Thrax from pulling them down*

Thrax: *pins his arm on his back and takes off the sweats* You brought this on yourself Osmosis. *gives him a good clean swat*

Ozzy: ow! *his free hand grips the bed* don't!

Thrax: *picks up the speed a little delivering one blow another the other*

Ozzy: *whimpers and squirms, trying to move his bottom out of harms way but only succeeds in making it a better target for punishment* owww! No more!

Thrax: This is what you get when you disobey me, Osmosis. *gives a few more hard whacks*
Ozzy: Ouch.... daddy! Ow! I'm sorry! *tries to cover his bottom again but cannot get his wrist out of Thrax's grip* Oww! Stop! You say that every time yet you never learn. *gives a few more also flames the tip of his claw and infects Ozzy's sore cheeks a bit*

Ozzy: Ah ah! *yelps arching his back* oww.. what did you do? That hurts!

Thrax: Just a little reminder of your behaviour, Osmosis. *delivers another blow.*

Ozzy: Yeow! *whimpers* owww... owww... Daddy pleeeeease... *starts to tear up*

Thrax: *wipes his brow* Osmosis no matter what I do it never sinks in. *another couple of swats*

Ozzy: *yelps again letting out a soft sob*

Thrax: *flicks his wrist to get the cricks out before continuing Ozzy's punishment*

Ozzy: Owww! *arches up some* oww.. please! It hurts! *starts to cry more, his legs kicking out* Ah! Ahn... oww Daddy no more! *sobs out fully*

Thrax: All I've ever done for you yet you still mouth off to me and disobey me. *delivers a few more*

Ozzy: *whimpers* ahh.. I'm sorry... I'm s-sorry! *grips the bed tightly* Owwww.. Ow p-please! Ah!

Thrax: That's not good enough Osmosis. *gives another hard swat*

Ozzy: Owww! *howls into the mattress, tears flowing freely from his eyes and he loses some control, wetting himself and Thrax's pant leg*

Thrax: Well looks like you're finally acting your 'true' age. *gives Ozzy a final hard whack before laying him on the bed*

Ozzy: Owww! *howls louder at that last whack and wails into the pillow as he's lain down* M'sorry! S-sorr-ry d-dad-ddy!

Thrax: *slips off his trousers and throws them in the laundry basket* You know fully well that you deserved that punishment, Osmosis. *walks out of the room to gather the stuff he needs*

Ozzy: *hugs the pillow tightly and sobs into it* U-uh h-h-huh.. *sniffles, still crying*

Thrax: * comes back in with the essentials as well as a few other items, his eyes blood shot and his face sagging*

Ozzy: *lifts his head and reaches for him* D-daddy... I'm sorry...

Thrax: *still in a bad mood rolls Ozzy on his back* That's isn't going to cut it this time Osmosis. *powders and oils Ozzy's sore ass, fastening the diaper in place and slips a sleeper on Ozzy*

Ozzy: *eyes widen in shock for a moment and his shoulders sag, filling with tears once more as he allows himself to be diapered and dressed* I-I'm sorry.... Please... I'm sorry...

Thrax: *doesn't seem to hear him as he carries into the front room which looked like nursery* No more Osmosis, no more. *sets him in the cell sized crib, picking up a hand-held baby monitor and walked out of the room*

Ozzy: *startled a little* N-no... Don't leave me... please...

Thrax: *ignores him heading to the bathroom for a couple of strong aspirin*

Ozzy: *lays down and cries, taking it hard as he grips the nearby pillow* Daddy... don't leave me...

Thrax: *massages his eyes* -Maybe now I can get some rest.- *heads to the bedroom and collapses on the bed* -Frank I'm exhausted.- *doses off*

Ozzy: *however doesn't sleep at all, feeling cold inside and question's Thrax's affection, he frightened him that night by refusing to forgive him and somewhere near dawn he falls asleep but has a familiar nightmare... the day his father abandoned him, only there's a change too... little Ozzy reaches for Thrax... and is horrified to see the virus turn away* *whimpering in his sleep* N-no... m'sorry... I'll be good daddy... don't leave me... don't leave me!