Gotham Manor (for Fenrir13)

[KathyKane]

Olive Silverlock had decided she had a very unique brand of luck. It always ended up getting her in trouble, usually popped up at the worst time possible, but somehow it was always at the very least, interesting.

A Highschool student at Gotham Academy, she was a pretty girl slim but leggy, with a dark complexion, silver hair courtesy of her mother the Gotham Supervillian Sybil, and large dark red eyes. She had woken, showered, dressed for school and then promptly decided to skip it. She was just too pissed off to care today.

Olive Silverlock, president of the detective club at Gotham Academy, a club that had actual solved crimes under their belt, daughter to a notable super villain (okay, maybe a C-lister, she'd still been bad ass before that stupid caped crusader Batman had locked her in Arkham), and something of a genius in her own right, she was now a ward of BRUCE WAYNE!

She stifled a shout of frustration at the thought, and settled for a spark of fire winking into existence over her clenched fist. What had that good for nothing thought making himself her guardian? Why did he think she'd even WANT to live in his drafty old mansion anyway?

She sighed and checked her wristwatch, only a couple of more hours and she could go inside out of the garden maze and stop pretending she'd gone to school that day. The dopey Butler wouldn't know the difference!She cussed under breath and kicked a stone out of her path. This week was gonna suck!

[Fenrir13]

Alfred was observing the girl and sighted. His Master has given him the task of watching over Olive during the period in which she had to get used to being the ward of one of the most powerful men of Gotham. Better the spunky teen did not find out that he also was Batman, considering the history the superhero had with Olives mother. Thus it would be better to check what kind of trouble they had to deal with. That Olive let loose a spark of fire certainly didn´t help making her more trustworthy. Alfred and Bruce knew of course that Olive was a Metahuman, better they dealt with her attitude Problem quick before she could unleash more than just a couple of sparks. And why not start now? A talk alone with the Butler often had set his employers adopted sons straight. Alfred cleared his throat so Olive wouldn´t be too shocked seeing him approach from behind the bushes. Showing her a warm smile he came closer, showing her a red lunchbox. "You have to forgive me, Miss Silverlock. I entirely forgot to give you this before sending you to School this morning... I have to say, though... I did not expect to find you in the gardens. Don´t you have class right now?", the old man said, not unfriendly.

[KathyKane]

Olive gasped and darted backward a couple of steps in surprise. Where had the old man come from? Honestly taken aback, and thus being discovered feeling doubly foolish for wandering about outside all morning, her retort was nothing if not ungrateful. "Yeah, well, I got lost ok? That musty manor is too big and I headed out here to wait for the bus and got lost."

She felt stupid saying such a obvious fib, but also felt truly annoyed to be found out. Curling a finger through her hair she examined the lunchbox wearily. "It's nice, what? does Bruce Wayne have a collection of stuff for kids stuffed away? I'm in highschool grampus I can make my own lunch..."

None of this was very fair, to Bruce or Alfred, but Olive pissed off in the way only teenage girls can be pissed off.

[Fenrir13]

"So you got lost? Interesting, Miss Silverlock. I think I saw you leaving through the front door.", the Butler retorded, but his warm smile only weakened slightly. "I´ll be sure to remembered that in the future, Miss. Now, please hurry, if you take the bike you might just make it to School without earning yourself a detention.", Alfred said and softly, but assertively grasped the girls shoulder. He then gently turned her into the direction of the garage and gave Olive a hearty smack on her skirt covered ass. It couldn´t have hurt much, but was quite loud. "Off you go...", he ordered in a calm tone, wanting to teach the teen who was in charge here.

[KathyKane]

On a normal day Olive would have warmed to the Butler's kind demeanor and run off obediently. On a bad day she would have found a venomous retort or just slunk off quietly. But today Olive Silverlock was a enraged, incensed, and just plain pissy. Upon being turned in the direction of the garage her rebellious streak rose unbidden and upon being lightly but authoritatively smacked over her skirt, something snapped she turned about in ire, and with all the intensity of a 5 year old shouted "DON'T you DARE touch me!"

The effect was childish and petulant, but unbeknownst to her it unleashed something far more deadly, a small orb of flame appeared in the air and shot out like a bolt toward the debonair butler. It rocketed past him, but landed with a hiss in the nearest hedge, the ensuing smell and smoke told her the damage had just begun.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry! Is there a fire extinguisher in the garage?" her question was interrupted by the conflagration as the hedge burst into a small flame that quickly began to grow.

[Fenrir13]

Alfred had a bad feeling, maybe it was a fatherly, or rather grandfatherly instinct he had developed, which told him that something was about to go really wrong.
Obviously the girl was in a bad mood, but he did not expect that kind of response! Unfortunately teenage tantrums had a much deadlier effect when Olive Silverlock was the one who had them. The Butler was lucky to have escaped the fireball, but his bushes and the well trimmed grass weren't so fortunate.

In horror the butler watched as a real fire broke out. “Heavens!“,'he gasped and then turned to the one who had caused this, NOT looking happy. His usually so polite and restrained expression changed for a brief, but terrifying glance, telling Olive she was in real trouble now.

“Fortunately yes, I hope I can get it in time, keep your distance, missy, we don't want it to get any worse!“, Alfred said in a serious tone.
He the rushed off, as fast as his old legs could carry him. Which turned out to be still pretty fast. After some time the fire had been exstinguished. Alfred was breathing heavily and looked at Olive. Maybe she needed more than a smack on her skirt after all! “Come here girl...“, he said, his tone a little foreboding. There was quite a bit of ash behind Alfred, and this hurt the old Butler obviously. So much work had literally gone up in flames.

[KathyKane]

Olive gasped in horror as the very expensive looking hedge went up in flames, she'd never intended to owe Bruce Wayne anything, and now she was destroying his garden! Also the LOOK of the Butler changed entirely upon seeing the danger she recognized two things that hurt her in his eyes. Realization of how dangerous she was, and regret that nothing could be done about the damage.

He moved incredibly fast for an older man and had the fire out in short order, the entire time Olive could do little more than gasp and stare, eventually pointing out other flareups for him to put out.

When it was over she felt stupid, childish, and oh so completely silly. Upon hearing the threatening tone in Alfreds voice she felt small and defenseless but knew running would jut be an exercise in futility. "Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen...I mean, I didn't mean to do that..."

[Fenrir13]

Alfred looked at Olive firmly, at least now she hadn´t such an attitude. Maybe this would be an important lesson for her in the future, but he had to make sure it stayed memorable. The Butler put a hand on her shoulder and nodded. His grip was a bit tighter, making sure she couldn´t run off easily. "I know, Miss Silverlock. Or may I call you Olive for the time being? But we have to make sure you learn self control. You won´t like this, but I got to ask, did you ever have a proper spanking before? It´s something girls and boys your age need from time to time. Even good ones...", the Butler asked and let go of Olive´s shoulder. He then rolled up his sleves, which even Alfred could not make look less menacing... It was not like this task made him comfortable, either. Usually it was was him who was there for the children who came to Wayne Manor when they were feeling sad or treated unfairly and Bruce took on the role of the stern parent and dealt out the spankings. But in this case he sort of wanted to take matters into his own hand, since the misbehaviour had also directly effected him. Alfred just hoped Olive wouldn´t be too upset by her punishment.

[KathyKane]

Olive shuddered with realize upon the word spanking. But then she felt dumb and guilty as hell. She had lost her temper, been bitchy to the old man all day and now burnt down part of a garden wall he worked to keep up. Emotions tore at each other inside her and she moaned in confusion.

"Yeah, okay that was shitty of me, I'm sorry Mr. Alfred, but let's just leave it at that? I don't think I need a spank...I don't need one of those..." She looked up at him miserably but knew there was only one way this conversation was going to go. And in the end she couldn't blame him she'd earned it.

[Fenrir13]

"Now now, we both know better don´t we?", Alfred said, his voice had softened a little. He wrapped his arm around the teenager´s back and gently lead her to a corner of the garden with a bench on it. The rest of the maze, the part which the girls powers had left intact, covered them from the eyes of anyone who might have come by. He then carefully bend Olive over his knee, definately taking advantage of her confusion and guilt. Sighting Alfred pulled up the teenagers skirt, revealing her panties. A good spanking also had to be a bit embarrasing, besides, her skirt would otherwise soften the blows considerably. "So, are we ready, young lady?", the Butler asked in a polite but firm tone,"Let´s not make this more difficult than it has to be..." He then slowly raised his arm and brought down his Palm on her rear, smacking Olive loudly. Alfred lifted his Hand again slowly, waiting for the girls reaction to the first spank.