Hey guys! This is my second story, which takes place in the Twilight-Universe and includes Maddie again. It takes place a couple of weeks after my first story.

This time, I try to make the chapters longer, hope you like it!

I do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does (as you all know, of course)!

Maddie was lying on the couch in the living room, flipping through the pages of a magazine, probably belonging to Alice. One of her legs was propped up against the backrest, while the other one was dangling from the couch. She was comfortable, even though it looked kind of twisted.

Jasper had entered the living room and was now standing in front of his little sister. "Carlisle wishes to speak with you in his office," he said.

"I didn't do it, I swear!" It bubbled out of her and her eyes were as wide as they could possibly go.

A wave of nervousness, rolling off of Maddie, suddenly hit him. "What are you talking about?" he asked, eyeing her sceptically.

"Nothing! What are you talking about?" she replied nonchalantly, the nervousness that had popped up mere seconds ago was fading again.

"Carlisle is waiting for you, so I suggest you make your way upstairs now," Jasper reminded the girl.

"What does he want to talk about?"

"You will find out in a moment, won't you?" He knew exactly what the talk would be about after having just left Carlisle's study. But since he did not want to argue with this little brat right now, he kept it to himself.

"Meh." And with that said, she continued to flip through the magazine.

"I told you that he is waiting." Now he grew impatient.

"Yeah? I don't care. He can wait a while longer, because I don't feel like walking upstairs right now," Maddie stated petulantly.

Of course everyone would interpret this behaviour as disrespect, which wouldn't exactly be a wrong conclusion, but the real reason was: She was scared of her dad's office. The room scared her after everything Emmett had told her about it.

He had said that Carlisle would use it for the most severe punishments and that you have to bend over the desk and then it would go on for hours. With a special strap that could damage vampire skin. Emmett had also said he had gotten it twice already and that he couldn't sit for a whole week afterwards. The scars still hurt whenever the weather changes, he said.

Well, there was a tiny possibility that he just wanted to take the piss out of his little sister ... but she decided that avoiding that room couldn't hurt. Literally.

Plus she was constantly in trouble and did not know what Carlisle had found out now. Maybe he got a call from school? Or Alice saw something that she was going to do? Or he had found out that she ripped two of her schoolbooks to shreds because she hated studying? There were several options, probably even some she did not just think about.

And then he would stare at her over his huge mahogany desk, with his folded hands resting on top of the smooth surface. No no, she was better off staying in the living room ...

A couple of minutes passed until Carlisle's voice sounded down the staircase.

"Madeline, where are you?"

Since he did not sound angry, she called up to him that she was downstairs.

"Sweetie, come now. We need to talk."

But still, she thought, her father might be angry anyways, just not showing it - a very clever move.

When she did not rise after another minute, he called again. "You are not in trouble, if that is what's taking you so long."

All right. Now she got up and walked up the stairs into her dad's office.

Carlisle was sitting behind his desk, just like she knew he would. Why he had a leather couch in his office was beyond her, because it was never used.

"Take a seat."

So she did.

"You might not know, but next week is your mother and I's wedding anniversary," Carlisle informed his youngest.

Okay ... did he expect her to congratulate or what was this about?

She looked at him, her eyes unblinking.

"For that occasion your mother and I decided to go on a journey," he went on.

"Where to?"

"Paris. Esme loves that city dearly."

"Okay, for how long?" Maddie liked the news, so she rushed her father to spill it all.

"A week."

"And when are you going?"

"Next Friday."

A small smile appeared on his daughter's lips. Now he had to smile, too.

"Yes sweetie, your old parents are leaving the country for a week. Still, your siblings are staying, and that means I want you to listen to them and behave."

"Isn't that a bit unfair? It's five against one, Dad!"

Carlisle pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers. Why did this girl always assume everything concerning her was unfair?

"Nobody is planning on making you miserable, dear. And we left Jasper in charge, so you -"

"Jasper? ! Hell, are you nuts? !" Maddie interrupted him.

"Madeline, do not yell at me, I can hear you just fine. And do not swear, please, I am warning you."

"But why him? Choose Rose, or Emmett!" Maddie would always prefer these two. She was closest to them, trusted them more than anyone else in the family.

"I will not change my decision. He is, after me, the eldest in this house. And I think your relationship will benefit from this situation. Give it a try, sweetheart," her father explained.

"But he hates me!"

"Madeline! How can you say something like that? Your brother does not hate you, it is quite the opposite actually. He is concerned about you and your well-being. "

"My ass," the girl muttered under her breath, but Carlisle heard it anyways.

"Let me warn you one more time: Any more profanities and you will face consequences, am I clear?"

"Yes, sorry." She looked away for a moment, before looking back up at her father. "But the moment you will shut the door behind you, he will beat me to a bloody pulp, Dad!"

Carlisle chuckled. His daughter's imagination was running wild again. "Maddie, Jasper would never harm you in any way. And for your information: None of your siblings is allowed to punish you physically. They may send you to your room though."

She was not convinced, he could tell.

"If the situation occurs that your behaviour is not acceptable, I will be informed and will make a decision once your mother and I return. All right?"

"Yeah." She smiled a little. "Daddy, why didn't you choose Rose or Emmett? I don't understand." Maddie really wanted to know.

"Like I just told you, I think the situation of Jasper being in charge might be beneficial for your relationship."

"Why is it so important to you?" Who cares if she got along with Jasper?

"We are a family. Trust and reliability are vital, and it seems to me that you are undecided whether or not you can trust him," Carlisle explained.

"And you can't force me," stubborn Maddie replied.

"Of course I can't. But I would really like for you to just try."

"I'll think about it." And then she added quietly, "... even though he's an ass."

Oops.

Her last comment made Carlisle stand up and walk around his desk towards her. Grasping her by the upper arm, he pulled her out of the chair and against the desk, which made her slightly bend over. "I warned you," he said, and she immediately started begging. "No! Please, I'll be good!"

But that was obviously to no avail, because his hand came cracking down on her behind several times. Then he let her up again.

"Ow Dad!" she said while rubbing her butt, "I told you I'll be good!"

"Yes, and I just reminded you to keep your word. Now sit back down so we can finish our conversation."

"Uhm ... do I have to?" she asked. His smacks hurt, the chair was pure wood - you do the math!

"It'll do you good. And now sit." Carlisle walked around his desk again and sat down in his chair.

Maddie gingerly lowered herself onto the hard wooden chair. Leave it to Carlisle to make someone suffer...

"Madeline, since your mother and I will be gone during the week, one of your siblings will take you to school and pick you up afterwards. So please be ready on time in the morning."

"Sure," she replied and looked around the room. Normally Carlisle would take her there before he went to work, and sometimes he would even pick her up after school. But mostly Edward did, when Carlisle was still at the hospital.

"Can I have a pet?" Maddie suddenly asked out of the blue.

"Excuse me?" He was perplexed by the sudden change of topic.

"Can I have a pet, Daddy?" she asked again, her golden eyes looking questioningly up at him.

He frowned. "Sweetheart, where is that coming from?"

"We don't have any pets," Maddie explained and shrugged her shoulders.

"You are right, we don't." Carlisle nodded his head.

"So ... can I?" She tried again with wide eyes.

"I would love to grant you your wish, but you have to understand that animals do not fancy our presence very much."

"But I fancy their presence very much." Sometimes her father had a very weird way of framing an answer ... must be his age.

"Madeline ...," he sighed.

"Fine, no pet." She still had a mother she could ask at a later time.

Just as Maddie thought the talk was practically over and she more or less survived Carlisle's office, Esme shouted down the stairs. "Madeline, what happened here? !"

There you go! And even though it is the first chapter, somebody managed to get in trouble anyways! Feel free to take a guess at what Esme has found ...