Frank POV
I woke up and I crawled out of bed. I got dressed and as I was almost out of the room until I needed to check on gee.
I turned around to see my princess sleeping, with a small drop of drool on his cheek.
I chuckled and went down stairs to make Gerard breakfast. I made his favorite, pancakes shaped like hearts, banana yogurt, and chocolate milk.
I also placed his favorite binky next to his plate.
"Daddy?!" Yelled gee from upstairs. It was time for me to get him dressed and down stairs.
"Coming kitten!" I yelled back up to him. I skipped every two stairs to reach his room.
I walk in to see gee smiling and laughing. I smile back at him and asked "what do you want to wear?"
"You pick, daddy." Said my kitten. Of course he would say that, he can never decide.
I walked to the closest and picked his favorite Misfits band shirt, a pastel red skirt, his faded purple socks, and a red bow for his hair.
He became very excited by his outfit. I loved how excited he would get. But one struggle is, he can be in a mood sometimes. Causing me to punish him when he misbehaved. I didn't do that to often.
I dressed him, he jumped off the bed and twirled in his skirt. "Come here baby." I said as I patted my lap. He sat down on my lap, I placed a tender, warm kiss on his pink shaded lips.
His cheeks were red. I smirked and picked him up to take him downstairs.
We get to the kitchen, he giggled as I sat him in his chair. He picked up his fork chowed down on his food.
After a few bites, I noticed something. He looked mad. I keep a close eye on him.
After about 5 minutes, he flips his plate onto the floor. I turn to the sound of the sudden crash. He was giggling.
"GERARD!" I screamed at him. He looked startled by me yelling at him. He looked at me with his dark eyes, with strans of black hair in his face.
His eyes were filled with tears. I started to feel guilty. A few tears started rolling down his face. He then tucked his face with his hands and let out a few whimpers.
"I-I- I'm sorry." Gee said. I sighed. "It's okay, just don't do that or you will be punished." I tell him.
He nodded his head and went to the living room. I cleaned up his mess. I picked up his binky and brought it to him.
I entered the living room to see gerard coloring on the walls. There were toys all over the floor.
Markers with no caps, were also on the floor, leaking into my carpet.
"No! Stop it! What are you doing?" I walk fast over to him and snatched the blue crayon from his hands.
"Making artwork for you, daddy." He responded with a smile. I gasped and said "baby, you can't do this."
His smile then became a frown. I thought to my self I would think considering that he is 23, he would know better.
"Last warning, kitten. If you continue to act up, you will get a spanking." I said. His jaw dropped with tears streaming down his cheeks. He cried out "I'm sorry, p-p-please don't punish me."
He hugged my waste and wimpered against my chest. I sighed and hugged him back.
I cleaned up the wall, carpet, and toys. He sat on the couch, looking guilty while watching his cartoons.
It was around lunch time, so I had to make him lunch. I made him a pbj with kool-aid and chips.
I called him in for lunch. His guilty look completely disappeared. He ate his food and cleaned up his plate.
He sat in the living room watching his cartoons with a binky in his mouth. I was glad he wasn't misbehaving now.
A few hours later the door bell rang. I opened the door to see gerards mom standing there. Gerard skipped in the room to see who it was. He quickly became aggressive.
"Go away you stupid bitch!" He yelled. My jaw dropped, I've never heard him talk like that.
"Gerard Arthur Way!" I yelled at him.
I turned back to his mother and said "sorry, he's never like this."
She responded to me saying "Don't worry, he's not my problem, I chose the wrong time to come over" she turned and walked away.
I tried to get her to come back but she was already in her car.
I slammed the door. I rubbed my forehead. I didn't want it to come to this, but he has to learn his lesson.
I looked to where he was standing before. He wasn't there, so I looked toward the stairs.
He was darting up the stairs, knowing what was going to happen.
I ran toward the stairs. I got 3rd of the way up to see him slamming our room door. I quickly walk over toward the door.
I took a deep breath out and shot open the door. "DADDY P-PLEASE I'M SORRY I WON'T DO IT AGAIN!" He cried.
He had tucked himself into a corner. He looked so sad, I didn't want to, but he has to learn his lesson.
I grabbed his upper arm. He tried to put up a fight. He wasn't winning. Gee struggled, making me struggle.
I picked him up and got down the stairs. He continued screaming "I'll be a good boy."
There was still a part of me that didn't want to. I put him down. He tried to run away, but It didn't work out. I sat down on the couch.
I held his wrist tight. He stood there with tears streaming down his face. I pulled him but he wouldn't move. I pulled harder, causing his knees to buckle.
He landed in my lap. I lifted his skirt, exposing his black panties.
"I'm sorry, anything you want to say." I asked him
"Please, I'm sorry, I didn't know better." He cried. I explained to him that this hurts me more than it hurts him.
He nodded. "How many do you think you deserve?" I asked him.
He shrugged his shoulders. I asked him again. "You have to choose or you get 23, for how old you are." He wimpered and quietly whispered "10" I nodded.
I lift my hand and quickly swiped my hand down. He screamed and cried. "Frankie!" I felt really bad, mostly cause he called my by my real name. I smacked him 9 more times. I wanted to cry my self. He was whaling, snot and tears was all over the sofa and my knee.
"You can get up know." I tell him, trying not to cry. He slides off my lap. His skirt flaps down back over his ass.
He let's out a gasp. I guess I should have kneaded it out. I get up and go to my office.
I sit in my chair. I placed my head in my hands. Gee crawled into my office. He laid his head in my lap.
One of my tears hit the side of his face. He looked up to see my crying.
"What's wrong daddy?" He said. I told him while hugging him " Daddy feels so bad for what he did to you. I want to make it up to you."
"I learned my lesson,daddy. If you really want to make it up to me, can you make me cereal for dinner?" Said my baby.
I chuckled "yes sweetie." I told him. He started hugging me and sat in my lap.
I placed my hands on his lower back. And looked at his beautiful face. I can't get over his beautiful eyes. I kiss him, while he holds my face in his hands.
"You hungry now?" I asked him. He was biting his lip. "Yeah" He said kissing me again.
I picked him up and sat him in the living room. "I'll let you eat in here, this one time only." I strictly told him. He nodded and put Monsters inc. in the DVD player.
I made him some lucky charms. He laughed while watching his movie.
I don't know what I would do without my baby.
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