April 14, 2004

 

“Grubbi I’m fine I don’t have to stay in here like this, besides my children need me.” I tried to tell him stubbornly even though I could feel the room spin every time I tried to move.

“Stay still.” Grubbi said as he started looking me over again. Seeing I had no choice I did so, not wanting to risk a sedative. I could sleep without it anyways., I was too tired as it was. As I started to wake, I could hear one of my cubs arguing with Ursa for some reason. Turning to the medic I told him to tell the cub that was doing the arguing. That if he didn’t stop that he was going to be brought to me and would have the tanning of his life. Grubbi nodded and headed out to deliver the message.  I closed my eyes again just as I had settled down, I heard the doors sickbay. Slammed open and Ursa shoved the unruly cub into the room. Groaning I sat up

“TIMBA IAN WALKER GUMMI GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!” I ordered in a tone that the cub had never heard. Not wanting to upset me anymore Timmy headed over to me,

“Now I want to know why your arguing like you are with Ursa?”

“Because I need to train!”

“I believe that your given a time limit for that are you not?”

“Yes Mamma,”

“Well since your given that are you not to obey that?”

yes.”

“Well for the next moth and a half your to stay in that bedroom, after I get done flaming your hide.” I told him pulling the cub over to myself. And pulling his pants to his ankles and started to pull her over my knee. The cub started howling like I was killing him. Standing up after the cub stared at me as if he couldn’t believe that I had smacked him that hard. I look at him and told him to get to his room. Timmy never even gave it a second thought just took off like a shot. I apologized to Ursa for my son’s behavior and laid back down. Ursa nodded and told me to get some rest.

“I’ll try to get some more, Ursa, oh if he gives you more trouble just send him back to me would you I’ll do it again, and you can tan him yourself if you’d like.” I told her. Ursa nodded and left to tend to other things that were needing to be done.

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