Here is the list of stuff I watched, and the ideas that came from it. Spoilers for the most recent Gotham, Heroes Reborn, and The Originals
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Bruce stared out the window and wondered at the world. Despite being in his warmest pajamas, he was shivering. He never imagined he'd need another reason to hate magic shows, but now he had one. It had left more memories to scar his fragile psyche, as a therapist would say. Of course, Bruce had no need for therapists. He needed justice.
Alfred waited at the door. "Some tea, Master Bruce?" he asked. "You had a nasty fright."
Bruce shook his head. "I think we've moved beyond tea," he said, wishing he was that little boy who could cuddle in his mother's lap and know the world was a safe, good place.
"Oh, we have, sir. We have to discuss your little stunt tonight. You knew you were supposed to hide and stay put. I am supposed to protect you, you aren't supposed to protect me," Alfred growled. "Next time, stay put."
Bruce raised his chin. "No," he said coldly.
Alfred pulled Bruce to the chair and tossed him over his knee. "I didn't recall asking you," he said, giving him a stinging slap. "I said, stay put." Bruce gritted his teeth as four more slaps joined the punishment. "Next time, I'll use the slipper. Make sure you eat your supper off the mantlepiece."
"At least you'll be alive to do it," Bruce sniffed. He was hardened to pain, but Alfred knew just how to target his sit spots in the most stinging way. "I can't lose you." That cheek would likely get him a round with the wooden spoon.
To his surprise, Alfred swept him up in a hug. "I can't lose you either," he whispered. "Let's both try and stay alive."
Bruce hugged his guardian tight. "Thank you, Alfred," he whispered, trying to regain his dignity. Being spanked always made him feel like a kid. "I appreciate your service."
Alfred patted his head. "That's what I'm here for," he said softly. "Now, off to bed. You're grounded one week for that stunt. Even if you can't bear to lose me, you still need consequences."
Bruce groaned. "Must you?" he asked.
"Well...I could finish up your punishment with the cane?" Alfred offered. "Much quicker and over with."
"One week," Bruce mumbled. It was part of his training, after all. Thwarting his butler's punishments was excellent training for facing his fear.
Thank you!!ficwriterjetOctober 11 2015, 18:53:17 UTC
Squeeee! I loved it. THAT WAS AWESOME. It was exactly what I wanted to see between Alfred and Bruce at that point in the show. You did a lovely job of keeping them in character while making the spanking seem plausible. Thank you SO much for writing it for me. It was perfect, and it put a huge grin on my face. Love you!
Re: Thank you!!dungeonwriterOctober 11 2015, 21:42:40 UTC
Thank you! I have been so stopped up due to depression and I'm finally feeling the juices flowing. Love being able to be back and be me.
I had lost interest in the show, but then a friend of a friend actually met David Mazouz in real life and said he is such a sweetheart, he is really humble and very kind. Some Israeli children (neighbors of the friend of friend) who are huge Gotham fans suffered a huge family tragedy and asked if they could get a blessing from "Batman." David was really happy to help and recorded himself blessing them in Hebrew. (Before you are too impressed, David speaks Hebrew fluently but it was still a lovely touch)
And I'm finally caught up on Gotham, and I'm loving evil Barbara so much. My least favorite character became my favorite overnight.
I had to figure out a way to get Alfred mad enough to spank, since he's usually deferential.
Alfred waited at the door. "Some tea, Master Bruce?" he asked. "You had a nasty fright."
Bruce shook his head. "I think we've moved beyond tea," he said, wishing he was that little boy who could cuddle in his mother's lap and know the world was a safe, good place.
"Oh, we have, sir. We have to discuss your little stunt tonight. You knew you were supposed to hide and stay put. I am supposed to protect you, you aren't supposed to protect me," Alfred growled. "Next time, stay put."
Bruce raised his chin. "No," he said coldly.
Alfred pulled Bruce to the chair and tossed him over his knee. "I didn't recall asking you," he said, giving him a stinging slap. "I said, stay put." Bruce gritted his teeth as four more slaps joined the punishment. "Next time, I'll use the slipper. Make sure you eat your supper off the mantlepiece."
"At least you'll be alive to do it," Bruce sniffed. He was hardened to pain, but Alfred knew just how to target his sit spots in the most stinging way. "I can't lose you." That cheek would likely get him a round with the wooden spoon.
To his surprise, Alfred swept him up in a hug. "I can't lose you either," he whispered. "Let's both try and stay alive."
Bruce hugged his guardian tight. "Thank you, Alfred," he whispered, trying to regain his dignity. Being spanked always made him feel like a kid. "I appreciate your service."
Alfred patted his head. "That's what I'm here for," he said softly. "Now, off to bed. You're grounded one week for that stunt. Even if you can't bear to lose me, you still need consequences."
Bruce groaned. "Must you?" he asked.
"Well...I could finish up your punishment with the cane?" Alfred offered. "Much quicker and over with."
"One week," Bruce mumbled. It was part of his training, after all. Thwarting his butler's punishments was excellent training for facing his fear.
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I had lost interest in the show, but then a friend of a friend actually met David Mazouz in real life and said he is such a sweetheart, he is really humble and very kind. Some Israeli children (neighbors of the friend of friend) who are huge Gotham fans suffered a huge family tragedy and asked if they could get a blessing from "Batman." David was really happy to help and recorded himself blessing them in Hebrew. (Before you are too impressed, David speaks Hebrew fluently but it was still a lovely touch)
And I'm finally caught up on Gotham, and I'm loving evil Barbara so much. My least favorite character became my favorite overnight.
I had to figure out a way to get Alfred mad enough to spank, since he's usually deferential.
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