Handful Of Joy *boybandspank*

Prologue. News

Shawn's POV*

I had just gotten off the phone with James. He, Tristan and Liam were all accepted into Oxford a few months ago and honestly? I miss them loads. We had talked for almost two hours about how he had found us a pretty decent place that's big enough for an army.Yeah, I sorta called him last nigh about finding us a place closer to them. I couldn't stand being away from them any longer so. We're moving. Me and Jen are the only ones who know right now though.

The boys love this town and they have several friends here so, I know they'll be pissed. I'd been pondering all night about how to break the news to them.

"BOYS!" I yelled through the house hearing their feet race down the stairs. They know I hate that shit! I felt my blood boil as Bradley and Harry sprinted down, skipping the last three steps, jumping over the back of the couch.

"If you run in this house one more time you'll see how fast I pull you both over my knee!" I yelled at them, watching as they shrunk back.

"Yes sir.." They mumbled in unison.

Michael came down with Louis on his hip, Zayn following closely behind him, piggy backing Calum. Only seconds later, Luke and Niall came down, bickering as usual. Soon after, Connor, and Ashton came down, everyone filling in the beanbag chairs and couches. I smiled at Jen as she entered the room, walking over, picking Louis up from his seat as she sat down, setting him on her knee, bouncing it slightly causing the young five year old to giggle.

I cleared my throat watching everyone quickly stop talking and surprisingly, Niall and Luke stopped bickering. They've been fighting nonstop for almost a month. Its getting annoying. All eyes are on me.

"We're moving Thursday." I stated, looking up. Everyone's jaws dropped. Zayn and Michael looked angry.

"What?! Dad no!" Zayn screamed, causing me to shoot daggers at him, my eyes spitting fire.

"Zayn Mendes! I would think before speaking because you are not to old to be pulled over my knee!" I lectured. He whimpered, looking down at his lap, fiddling with his fingers. "We are moving Thursday. And that's final."

"But we don't wanna move away, daddy." Niall complained.

"Niall..." I warned. But stupidity got the best got the best of him and he stood his ground.

"No! I don't wanna move!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

"You all have till Wensday night to be packed. Its Sunday now so you have plenty of time." I stated calmly, listening to everyone groan. I stomped over to Niall as he sat with his arms crossed, glaring at me. So, much to his disappointment, I picked him up, throwing him over my shoulder as I walked up to my bedroom.

I set Niall down, not letting go of his arm as I stretched my now sore back from his previous tantrum and he decided to punch my back repeatedly. Which I might add, he does have a strong punch for an eleven year old.

"Let me go!" He screamed, trying to tug his arm out of my tight grasp. I spun him around, harshly smacking his bottom as he tried to get away.

"You will not speak to me like that, Niall James!" I lectured, sitting on my bed, yanking him over my knee, pulling his jeans down to his ankles before slamming my hand down on his boxer-clad bottom. Slamming it down again, Niall let out a cry as tears sprung to his eyes, soaking my jeans.

"D-daddy pleaseeee." He cried, clutching onto my leg. I sighed, tuning him out because, in reality, he's only had twenty swats.

I landed five more, pausing long enough to bring his boxers down to meet his jeans around his ankles before I picked up Jennifer's wooden hairbrush, slamming it down in the middle of his bum. His hand jerked back at the sudden pain that was inflicted in attempts to protect his cherry red bottom. That only made me madder as I took his small hands in my bigger ones, pinning them behind his back, slamming the brush on his thighs.

"Niall James Mendes! You know better then to pull that stunt!" I lectured, rapidly smacking his bottom as he squirmed, crying out in pain. "You've just earned yourself five more!"

"N-No! Da-daddy please! I-I'm s-sorry!" He sobbed into my leg. I landed fifteen more, pausing briefly to readjust him over my knee.

"Niall you've got five more." I whispered, stroking his hair before quickly landing five more swats to his crimson red bum causing him to scream out.

I quickly dropped the brush to the floor, carefully bringing his boxers up and securely around his waist as I pulled the sobbing eleven year old into my arms, rocking him back and forth, whispering soothing words in attempt to calm him. It took a while, but his uncontrollable sobs reduced to sniffles and occasional tears.

"I'm s-sorry..." He whispered, snuggling into my chest. I smiled, kissing his sweaty forehead gently. "I love you daddy." He yawned.

"I love you too. C'mon Nialler. Lets get a little bit of your things packed then you can take a nap." I ruffled his hair slightly. Standing up, I gently grabbed his hand, walking together, we went to his room, packing a few boxes, while he complained because he was tired, and then finally let him take a nap.

The rest of the day went pretty well. Zayn and Michael complained slightly. Louis and Calum complained, unpacking boxes trying to find all their favorite toys. Connor, Luke, Bradley, Harry, and Ashton's daily horseplay which turned into constant bickering. Niall woke up at dinner time but complained the whole time because the wooden chair was hurting his bottom.

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Ohkay soooo, I'e added my favorite people to this story! If you haven't noticed :) Shawn Mendes, Jennifer Lawrence, One Direction, 5 Seconds Of Summer and The Vamps. But anywayyys :) I hope you enjoy this story! Got a little bored with my other spankfic and thought the more kids, the more entertainment!

Thnks, Shyanne :)