Emmett Runs from Trouble
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Twilight, I just love to write about Emmett Cullen and his world!
A/N: This is a sequel to 'The First Time I Ran' but this one explains why Emmett was in trouble at the start of the story and what happened. Then Emmett tells of his first run from Pops and why he won't do that again.
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"Do you know those three caves where we like to hunt bears and mountain lions?" Emmett asked me after we finished our deer we had just consumed, my two and his six.
"Yeah, sure. Why?" I asked wondering if he wanted to go farther than I had planned to hunt.
"It used to be only two caves."
What do you mean by that?
"Okay, I m getting ahead of myself," he said. "Let me start from the beginning."
Emmett leaned against a boulder, yelped and jumped up when his sore butt made contact with the rock; only Emmett.
"Yikes! Remind me not to be doing that again," he replied sheepishly.
"Humph, I think you just reminded yourself," I replied giggling at Emmett's antics. My big brother was a total hoot. "You really are not mad at Carlisle, are you?"
"Why? Cause he beat my behind for doing something that almost ruined our family? Bella, I'm just glad I'm not here apologizing to you for getting Edward or Alice taken by the Volturi. Which is exactly what would have happened if this thing had gotten out of hand, like it almost did. Dad had a point to get inside my head and he just happened to use my butt to get it there."
"Emmett, you can imagine how gross that must sound right?"
"Yeah, I guess you got a point on that one, little sis," he said as he smiled my favorite bear-eating grin.
"Anyhow you were saying…" I prompted getting him to continue with his story.
"Oh yeah, the story of my first and only time I ran from our dad."
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"Hey Pops, let's go do some more bear hunting this weekend. I'm in the mood to wrestle with my food," I grinned.
"I'm afraid we can't this weekend Emmett," said Carlisle hanging up the phone. "You'll just have to make do with our neighborhood creatures this weekend. We can't go off too far. I'm on call at the hospital and they just called me in. Esme, Rose and Edward have something to do in town; so maybe we can do it next weekend," my dad explained.
"Come on, pops, I want some bear!"
"No, Emmett, we can't now, its elk or deer. I'm sorry but that's it, Son."
"I don't need you to babysit. I can go on my own; or Rose can go with me when she gets back. Come on, Pop, be reasonable. I'm not settling for no stinking deer when bear season is fully open."
"Emmett, either you will stick to hunting near the house or you will not be allowed to leave at all. Do you hear me?" Carlisle was getting a little testy with my attitude and I was pushing it challenging him like that. "Now. what's it going to be?"
"Fine! I can go another week without hunting. I refuse to eat leaf eaters when I can have grizzly," I stated forcefully.
"Okay, that's it; you are not to leave this house, Mister," my dad was not happy with my tone. "Do you understand me?"
"Sure, Pop, no big deal! I don't got anywhere I wanna go anyway!" and I turned and went into my room and slammed the door.
"Emmett! We're going to discuss this further and we do not slam doors in this house!" yelled my father after me.
I ignored him and growled. I was ticked and I was hungry. I had gotten a little sidetracked with Rose the last time we hunted so I was ready to feed again. But I refused to tell my dad that 'cause I felt he was already being so unreasonable.
There was a knock at the door.
"Emmett, do you need to hunt right now? I can go with you before I go to the hospital," offered Carlisle.
"NO! I want bear!"
Note to self: Try not to sound like a five year old next time I yell at Pops.
"I'm leaving now. You're to stay inside until I return, understand?" asked my dad in a calm tone.
"Yes, yes, stay inside. I got it. Whatever," I retorted angrily.
I heard him stand there for a minute, and then he left to go to work. When Edward and Mom and Rose returned, I started thinking about all the different positions I wanted to see Rose in again and I heard Edward hiss as he went to play his piano to get away from my lust filled thoughts. It was common for Rose and me and considering they had been gone most of the day he didn't get suspicious at all.
I neglected to inform Mom I had been grounded and instead opted to ask Rose if she would accompany me on a hunt. She agreed readily and we headed out. I was determined to get my bear and I figured Rose and I could go without the parental units and little brother tagging behind.
We started for the caves and that was when I smelled something delicious of the human variety. My bloodlust kicked in. Rose was able to grab me and kissed the daylights out of me to distract me enough to get me away from the humans, but I kept trying to go back because they smelled so good. Finally after my third try I was tackled by Edward and Dad with Mom looking on because they had all come to find me.
It seemed Dad felt bad I didn't get to hunt and took a break to come back and take me himself. He had just gotten home when Rose's panicked message had reached Edward's mind and they all came to help. Pops wasn't happy, as I was supposed to be grounded, not outside trying to eat people, and he could also see I had lied and really did need to hunt despite my tantrum earlier.
Carlisle insisted on taking me to get something to eat and sent everyone else home. After I took down two elks, he was satisfied enough to walk with me back home. That was when he informed me that we would have to have a 'discussion' in his office when he got back home in the morning.I panicked. The fresh blood I had just fed on was feeling the need to return to sender, if you know what I mean.
When we got back he actually sent me to my room and told me to stay there until he returned. I waited until I heard Edward playing his piano again and Rose and Mom were watching a movie or something on TV. Then I jumped out the window after Carlisle left to return to work. Yeah, I know, wasn't quite thinking with all the frontal lobe capabilities that day. I was still determined to go do me some bear hunting just 'cause Pops said I couldn't, I guess. I supposed I just wanted to prove to him that he didn't rule me. Big mistake!
I got to the caves and was about to go in and start rousing up a grizzly when I heard or rather felt my dad behind me as he collided into me, tackling me from behind. Pops took me down, hard. He was so mad; he wasn't even trying to talk. We were both growling and crouched for attack and I gotta be honest, Carlisle, Mr. Passive Aggressive, was really scary when he dropped that persona. He was willing to show me just how fierce an opponent he could be when he put his mind to it. As I stood there facing a three hundred year old pissed off vampire father, I started to second guess my original thinking. But I refused to give in willingly. I think we both knew it was down to a test of wills and I was either about to meet my maker or cower to my father, neither of which appealed to me at the time.
I braced myself and attacked immediately. The man was pure grace in battle. Let me tell you, no matter what anyone may think about his chosen passive nature, Carlisle Cullen can not only fight, but kill with the efficiency of an assassin. I'd always want him on my side in a fight. The man was swift and agile and deadly. Twice he had me in a death kill grip and easily let me go. He wanted me to know who was in charge and who would be bending his will to whom. He commanded my attention and my respect. I tried biting and pulling and breaking and kicking, all to no avail.
When he had me incapacitated a third time, he threw me into the side of the mountain so hard that we made another cavern. He picked me up and threw me again just for good measure and then he grabbed a huge boulder and plopped it down right next to my head. I thought he was trying to kill me but he was merely getting himself a seat.
"Have you had enough?" he asked me and I looked up to see what he meant.
"Do you concede to my authority or not!" he bellowed.
I was scared. That's right, I'd admit it. My dad scared the pants off of me. I nodded my concession too scared to speak. Then he grabbed me, sat down on the boulder, actually pulled me over his lap and proceeded to beat my behind with such force that I howled; this time too scared to fight.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
He had already beaten me in a fight, but now he was spanking me like I was some little kid and I was not sure which beating was worse. No, the spanking was worse; definitely the spanking. Yeah, definitely the spanking was worse.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Owwwwwww, POP! Owwwwwww!" I screamed out shamelessly.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Awwwww, Pop. Please, Pop. Owwwwwww, Please, Please Pleeeeeeeassseeeee, Pop!" I cried.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Pop. Please!"
"Oh, you'll be sorry alright. When I'm done with you, you'll be sorry and I hope you'll never forget this!" my father promised, seriously beating me with no holds barred.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"I never want to ever come home and find you missing again! You will not defy me as your father or your coven leader unless you have plans to usurp me. Is that clear?" Carlisle started his lecture and with every other word he beat the message into my behind. I was a sniveling idiot.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Nooooooooo, It won't happen again, I swear! I swear, Pop! It won't! Ahhhhhhhh!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"When I tell you to do something, boy, I mean for you to do it; nothing more; nothing less. You will not try to challenge me ever again!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"I won't. I swear, I won't, Pop. You have my word. Never!" I would not be sitting down tonight.
I cried as he wore my butt out setting it on fire. It burned like hellfire and brimstone!
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Dad! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Pops!" I couldn't hold myself still it hurt so badly. I tried to get away but he had a serious death grip on my waist and he was not letting go for nothing.
"Please forgive me. I'm sorry, Dad. Please," I was crying and begging so loudly, I barely heard what Pop was saying.
"You will get your behind home and stay there until I say otherwise. I will not put up with your defiance again!"
He raised his leg and exposed my sit spots to administer the final and most painful part of the spanking.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"I'm sorry, s-s-s-sorry, please, Pop! Please…" I just gave in and stopped fighting him.
I hadn't even realized he was finished with my spanking; I was so busy crying and begging too hard to think about it.
"Emmett. Shhhhhhh. It's over, Shhhhhhh," Carlisle was rubbing my back and trying to get me to calm down as he rubbed small circles in my back.
"I'm sorry, Pop. I really am," I sobbed pitifully, feeling bad for all the trouble I had caused.
"Thank you for that, Son; Now, do we understand each other from now on?" Carlisle asked me standing me up and looking me dead in the face making sure he had my undivided attention.
"Y-y-yes, Sir. I understand, Sir. It won't happen again. I swear," I promised him sincerely hanging my head in shame and submission. Carlisle hugged me and held me tight for a moment before he let me go.
I was no longer confused as to who was in charge. Yeah, I wouldn't be making that mistake again.
"Alright then, let's get you home, your mother and Rose are worried sick about you. As a matter of fact you'd better be prepared for your mother when we get home. After that little scare I'm sure she's going to want to discuss things further.
"Aw, Pop, she's not gonna spank me, too, is she? I don't think I can take another one tonight. My butt is really sore! Please, Pop, help me out here. I'll do anything," he just smiled as I begged.
"Well, let me see what I can do."
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"So, did Esme lay into you when you got home, too?" I asked.
"Naw, Pop ran interference for me alright but not without ramifications. But that's another story. Let's just say Rose and I had a lot of makeup time to catch up with afterwards."
"Wow, Emmett…You and dad made a new cave. That must have been … frightening," I said scrunching up my face imagining it.
"Yep, Pop carries a mean uppercut, so don't let that quiet demeanor fool you. The man packs a wallop. But that's Pop for you."
"I guess. I'm having a hard time picturing that side of Carlisle," I answered honestly.
"Tell you what, little sis; this is one side of Dad you don't ever need to see. So just go with my story and know that he's our coven leader and I'll never, ever, step to him like that again. Once was enough!" he stated vehemently. I nodded in agreement.
"Ready to go home?" he asked.
"Sure, Teddy Bear, let's go," I said teasingly.
"Oh, I got a teddy bear for you!" With that, he swooped me up and threw me over his shoulders and headed for home running.
"Emmett McCarty Cullen, put me down!"
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I have another spankfic story with all three boys, I am working on but if the interest is no longer there then I will move on to other works. Reviews help me to decide.
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