DISCLAIMER: This story takes place two days after "Seth's Bad Day" for those who are interested in the timeline.
Moogie
By Dr. Discipline
It was a warm sunny day and mom thought it would be nice to take me to the park across the street from our house. I was thankful to be out of the house for a while. Mom is a busy homemaker and she doesn't like to use robots for her household chores. It eats into her free time.
My bum was completely healed from all the spanking I'd had two days ago. Mom bought some nano-lotion and used it yesterday. This allowed me to play without worrying about a sore bottom.
I had fun playing with my friends in the park. They were mostly neighbourhood children and they were all penitatas like me. We played on the equipment in the park and just had a general good time.
Of course, someone got a spanking. Dave's mom called him over to the bench she was sitting on and bared his bottom and spanked him good with a hairbrush. I think Lindsay was about to get it when mom called me over to her.
I thought I was in for it also, but mom said that it was time to go home and have lunch. Mom held my hand as we crossed the street and made the short walk home. I had a lot of fun that morning and I was quite hungry. We entered our home and I took off my jacket and shoes.
Mom prepared my lunch as I washed up. I ate everything like a good boy (hot dogs taste a lot better than zoyon) and mom told me to play for a while before my afternoon nap.
I obeyed and lay on the floor, quietly playing with my cars and trucks on the rug. I'd been playing for a few minutes when someone knocked at the door.
Mom went to answer it. I got up and followed her to see who it was out of curiosity. When mom opened the door I got a shock.
The 60 year-old woman introduced herself. "I am Brenda Wilson, I am Seth's"
"Moogie!" I cried out.
"Mother." she finished.
I ran over to my biological mother (I always called her 'moogie') and threw my arms around her waist. She returned my hug and asked: "How are you Seth?"
Mom interrupted me before I could answer. "Seth, where are your manners?" Then she addressed moogie. "Won't you please come in and sit down?"
Moogie accepted the invitation and sat on the couch in the living room. I bounced across the living room and sat next to her. "Moogie, what are you going here?" I asked.
"When I heard that you had been convicted of slicing I had to come and see you. I called about a week ago and told your new mommy that I wanted to come and visit. And here I am."
I was grinning madly. "I am so happy you are here moogie." I gave her another hug.
"So, have you been a good little boy for your new mommy?" moogie asked?
My grin fell away as I remembered that I had three punishment spankings the day before last. "I've been trying moogie, and I have been good, mostly."
Moogie smiled at me. "What does mostly mean?"
Mom had been sitting quietly in the rocking chair until this point. "It means that Seth here has been good for the most part. He did however earn three good hard spankings on Monday. For a penitatas though, I would have to say that his behaviour has been above average."
Moogie broke away from my hug and asked: "What did he do to deserve three spankings?"
There was silence for a minute, then mom told me to explain.
"Well, first I got a spanking for running in the house, and then I got a spanking for refusing to sit on the cornerstool, and then I got a spanking and my mouth washed out with soap for saying a bad word."
My moogie smiled at me. "All that in one day?"
"Unfortunately, yes" mom said. "I don't like being that hard on a child, but he really did bring it on himself. It is my job to make sure that Seth not only regrets his crime, but that he grows up with respect and self-discipline."
"I fully understand. Seth had a few bad days as a kindern, and I helped him through it as much as I could. I found that the best way to handle a bad day for Seth was to just put him to bed super extra early. My reasoning is that he can't get into trouble if he is sleeping."
"Exactly" mom said.
The two women talked about parenting for a while as I sat and listened. I wasn't too interested in the conversation, I just liked hearing moogie's voice. Time passed and soon mom announced that it was time for my nap.
"Mommy, can I please stay up. I wanna stay with moogie." I asked, pouting.
Mom thought about it for a minute. Moogie spoke up. "Rebecca, would you mind if just held Seth on my lap for a while? He'll likely fall asleep there anyway."
I could tell that mom was trying to make everyone happy. "Sure" she said. "Just one minute and I'll get a blanket for Seth."
"Oh, that is not necessary. In fact, I have a surprise for Seth. I'll go get it."
Moogie stood up walked out to her car. She brought in a box and set it on the floor. "This is for you Seth. Something to help you through your situation."
I sat on the floor and opened the box. The first thing I noticed was a teddy bear. I picked it up and looked at it. Then I realized 'who' it was. "Ted!" I exclaimed. I hugged the stuffed bear close to me. Ted E Bear was my favourite stuffed toy as a kindern. Moogie had saved him for me.
"Look in the box Seth, there is something else for you."
I looked back in the box and removed a blanket. Not just any blanket, my security blanket, also from my kindernhood. I looked at it closely for the first time in quite a while. It was covered with various cartoon characters and was very soft. I remembered falling asleep under it many times when I was sad, scared or sick.
This blanket was very special to me. I only used it when I really needed extra comfort during the night. There was just something about that piece of cloth that made me feel better when I was wrapped in it. It helped me through many tough moments as a child.
Moogie asked mom: "Would you mind giving up the rocking chair for Seth and I? I know he really likes to be held and rocked."
"Not at all." Mom got up. "Here you go."
Moogie took the blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders. She then sat in the chair and motioned me to come over to her. I climbed up onto her lap and put my head on her chest. I vividly remembered this position as being the most comfortable and secure. It was also the one that mommy had used on me after my nightmare several weeks ago.
When I was comfortable, moogie wrapped her arms around my body. She was holding onto the blanket when she did this so that we were both wrapped in its warmth.
Moogie began rocking the chair and rubbing me. I listened to her heartbeat. I was pretty tired from all my playing that morning but I didn't want to sleep away my moogie's visit.
The two women resumed talking, mostly about me.
"Why does Seth call you moogie?" mom asked.
My moogie explained: "It's a nickname that Seth gave me when he was little. It's actually Velorian slang. Loosely translated, it means nanny or caregiver."
The conversation carried on. I listened to parts of it while moogie kept holding, rocking and stroking me as she talked. I fought to stay awake, but it was very hard.
"I notice that Seth really liked being cuddled like that" mom said.
"Yes." Moogie replied. "He always loved this position when he was little. If I couldn't get him to sleep, or if he had a nightmare or something this would take care of it quickly. He always was a very clingy little boy."
"He still is" mom chuckled. "Normally a penitatas has an adjustment period before they become attached to a parent. But Seth seemed to settle into things right away."
"That's good to hear."
Moogie's soothing voice, combined with a filling lunch and a morning of active playing made sleep impossible to resist at this point. I drifted into sleep as the adults continued their conversation.
***
I opened my eyes and noted that I was looking at my bedroom wall. I silently cursed myself for falling asleep and missing some of my moogie's visit. I got up out of the bed and went down to the living room.
"Ah, my little one is awake" mom said.
I walked over to moogie and sat at her feet as I had done so many times as a child. She stroked my hair for a few minutes as the adults finished talking about fashion. Then the room fell eerily silent.
"Seth, stand up and face me please" moogie said.
I obeyed my moogie and stood facing her. As I did I was aware that she was holding a helper paddle in her hand.
"Seth, I am very disappointed that you went out and committed a crime. I am sorry, but I have to give you a spanking."
I shook my head and planted my hands across my bottom. "No" I cried. "I don't wanna a spanking."
"I'm sorry baby, but your mother and I discussed this and we both think that it would be good if I gave you a spanking. It will help us both deal with our feelings and it will also help me forgive you."
Moogie reached out and unfastened my pants. She pushed them to the floor and placed me across her lap. She adjusted my position for a minute. "Are you comfortable?" she asked me.
I sniffled and nodded. I was as comfortable as I was going to get.
Moogie started off with light spanks. I think she was using her hand. The spanks didn't hurt much, but I started to cry anyway. I cried because I was sad that I had disappointed my moogie. Something that always made me fell very bad.
The light spanks soon turned into brisk ones. I was crying a little harder, now from the pain. I was also making the occasional "ow" as her palm descended on my bum.
Moogie stopped spanking me for a minute and I felt her readjust my position again. Then I felt the paddle crack my bum. I let out a howl and tried to kick my way out from under the spanks. But moogie was holding me tightly and I couldn't get away.
The paddle kept falling on my tender backside. The sting had built up and was really starting to hurt. I had real tears in my eyes and my bum was really burning now.
Moogie continued spanking me slowly. She was talking to me gently the whole time, but I couldn't hear her over the paddle and my cries. The fire in my bum was really bad I couldn't hold back any longer. I completely broke down and bawled over her lap.
Moogie stopped spanking me and put the paddle down beside me. She kept me over her lap though and rubbed my bottom gently. When I had calmed down she turned me up so that I could sit on her lap. I looked into her eyes and saw that she had also been crying.
I reached up with one hand and brushed away her tears. "It's okay moogie. It didn't hurt that much." I think she could tell that I was lying. Moogie smiled at me and brushed away my own tears with her hand.
"I'm sorry Seth. I needed to give you that spanking so I could forgive you your crime. I know that your new parents will make you regret what you did, as they should.
"I know moogie. I think I needed that spanking too. I feel better now."
"That's the good thing about spanking. It makes you feel clean after it's all over, doesn't it?"
"Yes moogie."
Mom entered the room (I didn't even know that she'd left) and asked moogie if she would like to stay for dinner. I jumped off moogie's lap and jumped up and down. "Oh please moogie, please stay for supper."
"Sure" moogie said. "I still have a several hours before I have to catch my transport back home."
"All right!" I exclaimed.
"Okay Seth, since you moogie is staying for dinner how about you play for a while."
"Yes mom. Can I play down here please?"
"As long as you are quiet" mom told me.
I retrieved my colouring book and crayons and lay on the living room floor. I found a new picture and stated to colour it for my moogie. I worked hard, trying to keep it neat, but also trying to finish it before moogie had to leave.
Time flew by and the girls came home from school. I finished my picture and tore it from the book and handed it to moogie.
"Here moogie, I made you a picture."
Moogie took the picture and thanked me for it. She gave me a hug and kiss and told me to continue playing "like a good little boy".
Mom suggested that we sit outside and I could play in the sandbox in the backyard. Jessica joined us and we had quite a bit of fun building things in the sand. Mom prepared dinner and dad came home from his office.
Dinner was ready and moogie helped Jessica and I to get washed up and ready to eat. We all sat together and enjoyed spaghetti and salad. Pasta was one of my favourite foods and I ate two plates of it.
We wound down the evening with Jessica, Mary and I playing computer games on the holo. Then it was time for moogie to leave.
I gave moogie a final hug and begged her to stay. "I'm sorry Seth, I have to get back home" she told me.
I started to cry and asked if she could tuck me in for bed.
"It's still half an hour before your bedtime" mom said.
"I know, but I want moogie to tuck me in with my special blanket tonight. Please." I put a pout on my face.
Mom and moogie both gave in. It's not like I was asking for much. I just wanted moogie to be the last thing I saw before going to sleep.
Moogie carried me up the stairs when I raised my arms to her. She sat me on my bed and the two women dressed me for bed.
When mom was pulling my diaper up she asked moogie if I had a bed-wetting problem when I was little.
"Yes" she said. "Poor dear, took him years to get over it. I think he was eight or nine before he finally beat it."
At last I was tucked into the warm bed. Moogie spread my special blanket over me and gave me Ted to hug during the night. Finally with a last kiss and hug she said "goodnight" and "goodbye".
Mom and moogie left the room. I heard moogie leaving a short time later. I cried silently into my comfort blanket. I cried for a while, until I drifted off to sleep.
