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"Kero, that won't work... Hope knows I wouldn't spank you. I could insist that since I am the one raising you, he is no longer allowed to punish you anymore. In fact, I've been thinking about that anyway. He keeps stepping in and taking over. It's not right. But Kero, that means you also need to listen to me and not just give me lip service... do you know what that means?"

"How about this instead. I make you write a letter of apology to him as a form of punishment. Then he can't punish ye twice... right... and ye were in the wrong... so it would be only right ye did so..." Tam winks. "Nice try kid... too bad I've been the swedh of someone who plays with emotions and words far better than you for all me life."

Tam shakes his head. "No... not even for a prank... Sorry, Kero. And don't worry, if he gets mad about this... it won't be with you. Now let's get some sleep."

Picking the cub up he tosses him onto his bed. "Did you lock up downstairs? Or do I need to go check things out?"

Tam kneels down beside the bed and looks the cub in the eyes. "Kero, I repeat... it is not going to happen... Hope wouldn't believe it anyway... but ye know... we still could jump on him and tickle him to death iffin ye want. Just got to plan it better. Now if you want to send him anything.... send him the feeling of how badly ye feel that he's angry and how sorry ye are for not listening to him. Just keep sending that and it will get through. He might be able to wall off yer thoughts, but emotions always leak through. That he will believe. Trust me. He loves ye. He's just a bit miffed right now. And yer not going to get spanked... cause I won't allow it. Fair enough?"

Tam climbs downstairs to make certain the house is locked up, banks the fire and puts away the dishes which had been left to drain after dinner. Then he returns to his room and curls up with the cub, pulling him close and burying his face in his fur. "Good night, Taro... sleep tight..." he whispers softly into the darkness.

Tam grins at Kerobian as if to say 'I told ye so' and goes to wash up, not that he was very dirty. Storm chasing was a fun way to get clean, one he had forgotten about over the years. But then, playing in a storm was something better done with a friend and there had been few he had felt comfortable or safe enough to do it with.

When he's done, he asks Kero if he wanted eggs or pancakes for breakfast.

Tam begins to whip up a pile of pancakes, occasionally looking over Kero's shoulder to correct a spelling error or check his progress. By the time Kero has beefed out a decent apology, Tam has managed not only to fix pancakes but fry up a bit of bacon as well. He serves them both and offers to take the cub into town to the stationers shop, to ysome fancy parchment for the final copy of his letter.