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Out of School Suspension - Part 05
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“Aubrey! That’s—”
Lifting a finger, Aubrey pressed Iva’s hand to her little mouth, silencing her. “Hush dear, big people are talking.” Tilting her head, she smiled warmly down at Iva. “As I was saying, punishment.”
Standing, she folded her arms across her chest. “You’re going to make things right for Maggie and Kate, don’t care how difficult it is for you.” Smirking, Aubrey sat against Iva’s desk. “And you’re going to stay with me for the time being.”
Iva’s green eyes darted around, her red skin fading, turning almost white as panic began to overtake her. “No need to panic sweetie, as long as you’re a good—little—girl, everything will be just fine.” Reaching down, Aubrey ran her fingers through Iva’s brown hair.
“H—hey! Quit it!” Iva squeaked; Aubrey pulled Iva’s personal effects on the desk into a neat pile. Retrieving Iva’s shoes and pants, she made her way back out of the conference room.
The tiny professor had risen to her knee’s, Clutching her dress to her collar bone. Looking less like a confident assured academic than ever. An icy hiss sliced through the air, looking over her shoulder, Aubrey could see fury burning in her quarry's eyes.
Straightening her spine, Aubrey grit her teeth. “Iva Djuric, I’ve been perfectly clear.” Aubrey said, her teeth snapping shut with each consonant. Pausing by the conference room door, she twisted slightly to stare at the miniaturized woman. “I gave you every opportunity to correct your behaviour, so now we’re going to have to do things the hard way.”
“If you think for a moment I’m just going to roll over—” Iva spluttered, flailing in the seat before tumbling from the chair. “—owwieee—that I’ll just tolerate this nonsense you’re—”
“Oh sweetie, haven’t we learned our lesson? I could carry you out of here in my bra. Would you like that?” Iva’s face turned scarlet; she nibbled on the corner of her lip.
Without waiting, Aubrey stepped out of the conference room. Returning to her bag, set upon Iva’s actual desk, Aubrey paused. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Iva still splayed on the conference room floor like a wailing child. Her lean body was wrapped in her blue dress.
Grinning, Aubrey reached down and plucked up the pale pink stuffie from under the monitor, stowing that along with the rest of Iva’s belongings. Fishing out the bolt of blue fabric, she moved back into the conference room. Iva’s little green eyes squinted as she shrank away from Aubrey. Snapping the blue garment in space, it unfurled. A small dress, complete with adorable puff sleeves with an empire waist. A stiff collar laid flat against the neckline. “Now, as fun as that might be, I had a more dignified idea for getting you out of here. It’s a good thing Ms. Zimski came prepared sweetie.” Sneering, she dangled it from one finger. “My old academic advisor told me how important it is to have a backup plan, do you think she’d appreciate how much her advice has helped me?”
The End
Comments
Hatman TD
Well at least she got you a dress.
Mrsenoreddie
LOL I was hoping we would get one more image series with Iva with the dress on, Bravo!
