PROCLAMATION EDUCATIONAL DECREE 02 This page is a homearchive. Please do not edit the contents of this page. Direct any additional comments to the current talk page or contact an administrator for aid if no talk page exists.
Jonathan PrinceSon of Ash and Charity Prince -Five Years Old – 00:18, March 17, 2018 (UTC)~
"You already made me pick two. And now you're not even giving me enough of the two that I asked for!"
She'd nod her voice calm staring him down. "You're right I'm not. I'm your Aunt and I don't bow to your tantrums and tears. I'm letting you have extra sweets so you can either choose to be happy with that or you can choose to be angry about it and instead of getting ice cream go to bed early."
Jonathan PrinceSon of Ash and Charity Prince -Five Years Old – 15:46, March 19, 2018 (UTC)
"ARIA THROWS FITS ALL THE TIME!" he yelled. "AND ALWAYS GETS HER WAY!"
She'd give a pointed glance over at Aria who was still watching placidly and eating her ice cream then return her attention to Jonathan. "Well, like you said I'm not your Mom or your Dad and that doesn't work with me." She'd vanish his ice cream with her wand and stand. "Come on...bedtime for you."
Jonathan PrinceSon of Ash and Charity Prince -Five Years Old – 15:50, March 19, 2018 (UTC)
"NO!" he shrieked, racing back to his bowl, wanting to know where it went.
She'd take a step towards the door then look back at him her tone still calm but her face serious. "Jonathan...you have another choice to make. We can do this the easy way and go get you ready for bed without a fuss or we can do this the hard way."
Jonathan PrinceSon of Ash and Charity Prince -Five Years Old – 20:43, March 19, 2018 (UTC)~
He looked at his aunt with a challenging expression. "What are you going to do to me if I don't?"
She'd give him another confidant look and put her wand away in an exaggerated motion to show she didn't need that either. "Last chance Jonathan. You can choose to do this the easy way and we'll go get you ready for bed."
Jonathan PrinceSon of Ash and Charity Prince -Five Years Old – 17:40, March 20, 2018 (UTC)
He'd seen Melinda with the horses in the stable and knew she'd be faster than him... but he'd grown tired of the game they were playing. He flashed a grin and tried to run past her. He knew he'd probably be caught, and that was okay.
She'd half-expected that response and would scoop him up into her arms as he tried to run past and move him up and over her shoulder carrying him towards his room half-expecting him to start trying to fight or fuss. She'd dealt with a lot worse out in the field.