Cranky...a 'Jessie' story (M/f)

Cranky…a ‘Jessie’ story (M/f)

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Cranky…a ‘Jessie’ story (M/f)

It had been months and still there was no word from Jessie’s daddy. She was beginning to think he would never come back. Adam found Jessie sitting in the window seat in the living room. It was her favorite spot in the house. She wasn’t reading a book or coloring, or playing; she was just sitting there.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” he asked all concerned.

“I feel sad, Uncle.”

“Why’s that?”

“I was thinking about my daddy today. I miss him.”

Adam wasn’t sure what to say. He pulled Jessie into his lap and put his arms around her. “I’m sorry, sweetie.”

Jessie looked up. “Does you think him will ever come back?”

“I don’t know for sure, honey, but I hope so. I can’t imagine he’d be able to stay away from you for too long.” Although Adam couldn’t understand how his brother could stay away from his daughter at all. It made him mad just thinking about it. But he knew that wouldn’t help his niece at all, so he tried to shake it off.

Jessie started to cry, and Adam turned her around so that she was facing him. He held her close to him. If she snuggled any harder into him, she’d be on the other side.

“Shhh, sweetie, I know it hurts,” Adam cooed, rubbing Jessie’s back.

Jessie looked up and saw her uncle’s kind face and smiled. “You’s so good to me. How come?”

Adam smiled. “Because I love you.”

“But why?”

“Because you are the sweetest little girl I know. I would love you even if you weren’t my niece.”

Jessie felt her heart melt. It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to her. “Well you’s the greatest Uncle in the whole wide world, too. And I’d love you even if you wasn’t my uncle.”

Adam smiled and held her close to him. There was no greater feeling in the world.

They snuggled until dinner time. Adam made a big bowl of macaroni and cheese; it was Jessie’s favorite. Adam tried hard to tell silly jokes and stories. By the time they had Jello™ for dessert, she had temporarily managed to put her daddy out of her mind.

After dinner, Adam let Jessie watch one of her favorite videos. When it was over, she asked, “Can I take a bubble bath? I won’t splash you, I promise.”

“Sure you can, sweetie,” he said. Adam shook his head. He was still getting used to a child who actually asked to be bathed.

Adam followed Jessie up the stairs. She yawned but quickly covered her mouth. Adam had a feeling this was going to be a short bath; his niece was exhausted. He looked at the clock. They still had a while before her usual bedtime.

“Why don’t you brush your teeth while I run your bath?” Adam suggested.

“Okay.”

Adam turned on the water, making sure it wasn’t too hot. He poured the bubbles in and waited for the tub to fill. Meanwhile Jessie brushed her teeth. She undressed and put her clothes in the hamper. She used the toilet and came over to feel the water, just as Adam reached over to turn off the faucet.

Jessie climbed into the tub. Adam sat on the closed toilet seat and watched his niece. Jessie played with the bubbles, and held the washcloth under the water. Then she squeezed it out. They had gone to the store and bought all kinds of bath toys. Jessie usually played with Barbie’s or her boats, but when he offered them tonight, she shook her head no.

“I not wanna be washed; I just wanna play,” Jessie said, when she saw her uncle reaching for the shampoo.

“We might as well wash you since you're already in the tub.”

Jessie frowned and folded her arms. “I don’t wanna.”

But Adam overruled her. “Too bad; you need it.”

Jessie took the bottle of shampoo away and hid it under the water. Adam reached for it, but Jessie pulled it away. He sighed, exasperated and gave her a stern look. Jessie held the bottle under the water and giggled as it sprang up.

Adam watched her play with the shampoo bottle for a few minutes. When she got bored of it, she put it on the side of the tub, out of Adam’s reach. No problem, he thought, standing up. He reached across and took a different scent of shampoo; this one was called bananaberry. Jessie saw it and frowned.

Jessie pouted. “I not wanna be washed nowwwwwwwww,” she whined, pushing the bottle out of her uncle’s hand.

“Jessica!” Adam said in a warning tone.

Adam sat back down, took a deep breath, looked sternly at his niece and said, “You can play for a little bit, but you will be washed.”

“NO!”

Adam stood Jessie up and landed a firm SWAT on her bottom. “You do not tell me ‘no’, little girl.”

“Oww!” Jessie cried, pushing away from Adam. “I not wanna swat.” She started to slip. He grabbed her and eased her back down into the water.

“Now, you can either play until it’s time to be washed or we can go have a ‘chat’ in your room,” Adam explained seriously.

But Jessie was having none of it. She folded her arms again and said, “I not wanna be washed and I not wanna has no chat.”

Adam should have realized she was cranky. She always talked ‘younger’ when she was tired and cranky. Adam counted to ten silently. “Well those are your only choices.”

Jessie pushed down her arm hard into the water and splashed her uncle. She looked at his face and said, “Ooops!”

Adam lifted her up and swatted her bottom again. SWAT!

“Owwwwww, stoppppppp!” she whined.

“Then behave,” Adam warned.

Jessie sat and fumed. “I not wanna behave. I’s tired, and I wanna get out,” she said, starting to stand up.

But Adam gently pushed her back down. “You need to be washed first.” He grabbed the washcloth and put soap on it. He started to wash his niece.

“Nooooo, I don’t wanna be washed,” Jessie whined. She tried to push her uncle’s hands away.

Adam sighed. He continued to wash her body, but decided to skip her hair. Some things were just not worth it. He pulled the drain, reached for a towel, and scooped Jessie out. She didn’t fight him now. Adam quickly dried the little girl off, picked her up and carried her into her room.

Jessie was glad to be out of the tub. She was tired and ready for bed. She figured her uncle would put her into pj’s and then tuck her right in. But she was in for a rude awakening; Adam was not going to let her bad behavior of a few minutes before, go.

Adam stood Jessie up and put her pj top on. She yawned. “I’s ready for bed now, Uncle,” she told him, just to make sure he knew where she was going.

“We have some unfinished business to take care of first,” he told her.

“What?” she asked innocently.

Adam didn’t answer; he just put her over his lap, her bottom still bare from the bath. Jessie realized now what was happening and was not a happy camper.

“I not wannna spankin!” she hollered, kicking her feet. Adam hadn’t even started the spanking yet, and Jessie was fussing a lot already.

“Well, then you should have behaved in the tub,” he told her. Adam always wanted Jessie to know that she controlled her own behavior. If she got in trouble, it was because she had made a poor choice.

Jessie kicked so hard, she felt Bunny under her foot. She flung him right off the bed. Adam looked at Jessie and then down at Bunny. “That wasn’t very nice, Jessica.”

But Adam did not pick Bunny up. He just raised his hand and brought it down on her bottom very hard. {Smack! Smack!} {Smack! Smack!} {Smack! Smack!}

“Owwwwwwwww!” Jessie cried.

“You know better {Smack! Smack!} than to behave {Smack! Smack!} the way you did {Smack! Smack!} in the bathroom, little girl.” {Smack! Smack!}

“No, Uncle! No spankin’!” Jessie yelled, kicking her feet wildly.

Adam had to hold her down with one hand while he continued spanking with the other hand. “Calm down, young lady.”

“Nooooooooo!” Jessie cried. She was beyond hysterical. Adam doubted if she even knew why she was being spanked. He bet if he asked her what she had originally done wrong, Jessie wouldn’t have any idea. She was so far gone now. He needed to end the spanking and calm his girl down.

“When I {Smack! Smack!} tell you {Smack! Smack!} something, Jessica Lynn, {Smack! Smack!} you will {Smack! Smack!} do it. {Smack! Smack!} And if {Smack! Smack!} I tell you {Smack! Smack!} not {Smack! Smack!} to do {Smack! Smack!} something, {Smack! Smack!} you won’t. {Smack! Smack!} Am I very clear?” {Smack! Smack!}

“Yesssssssssssss, Uncle! I’s sorrrrrrrrry!” Jessie cried.

The tears were dripping down Jessie’s face. Adam stopped the spanking and rubbed the little girl’s bottom. He waited for her to calm down some. Then Adam put her on her knees on his lap. She held onto his neck and cried on his shoulder a bit more. He rubbed her back and said soothing things to her.

When she finally stopped crying, Adam held up a tissue to her nose. “Blow.” Jessie blew her nose. She took deep breaths and tried to calm down some more.

“I’s sorry, Uncle,” she said quietly.

Adam nodded. “I know, honey. You got quite out of control there for a while, didn’t you, my girl?”

Jessie couldn’t help it; she loved being called ‘his’ girl. She smiled a lot when he said it. She nodded at him. “Yes, Uncle Adam. I guess I’s cranky.”

He smiled. “I guess so.”

Soon Jessie was breathing normally, and she sighed. “I was horrible. You must hate me now,” she said quietly.

Adam looked at her. “I could never hate you, sweetie. I love you and you are forgiven.”

“But how could you forgive me? I was so bad,” Jessie said, sniffling.

Adam rubbed her back. He would try to make her understand. “You are not bad; your behavior was bad, but you’ve been punished for it. Now you have a clean slate.”

Jessie tried to take this all in. She looked up at her uncle. He was smiling down at her. He wasn’t mad anymore. “And you still love me?”

Adam nodded. “Yes, I still love you, and I will never stop loving you no matter how bad your behavior is.”

“I not gonna be bad no more,” Jessie said seriously. She rubbed her bottom. “That hurted!”

Adam set Jessie on her feet and reached for her panties and pajama bottoms. “It was supposed to hurt, sweetie, to teach you that I will not accept that kind of behavior.”

Jessie nodded sadly. She winced when her panties slid up over her sore bottom. She wanted to say that she wasn’t going to wear them, but she was afraid that would make her uncle mad, so she kept it to herself. After her uncle helped her on with her pajama bottoms, Jessie climbed up into bed. “I’s sorry, Uncle,” she said, laying her head down on the pillow.

Adam sat on the side of her bed. “It’s okay; it’s all over now.”

Jessie looked around, then remembering having kicked Bunny to the floor earlier, reached down and grabbed her beloved friend. She looked Bunny in the eye and said, “I’s sorry I kicked you, Bunny.”

Adam smiled as he pulled the blanket over Jessie and Bunny. He reached down and hugged her tight. “Good night, sweetie.”

“Good night, Uncle, I love you.”

The end.

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