Shiva caught Rouge breaking inside her house and trying to steal her belongings. lucky for Shiva, she knows how to deal with criminals just by doing something that her parents (if she has parents) should have gave her a long time ago.
It was a beautiful day in the wide open spaces of Texas. The sun was shining, the flowers were blooming, and Sandy Cheeks was having a wonderful time tending to her garden. She sniffed a finely pruned flower more than half her own height.
“Ah, there ain’t nuthin’ better than the sweet smell of roses in the mornin’, that’s for sure,” she sighed to herself.
She sat down on a bench to have a refreshing glass of orange juice and relax. As she sat there, she began to fall asleep. However, just as she was about to nod off, she was suddenly alerted by a loud engine noise coming from next door’s driveway. She peered over the fence just in time to see a huge truck driving away. Written on the back of the truck was a sign.
ACME HOME TO HOME MOVING COMPANY NOTE: WE DO NOT MOVE ACTUAL HOUSES
Sandy glanced back at the driveway. A rickety old car was parked there, green with a sagging roof. It was clear that a new neighbour had moved in, and she figured it would be a good idea to go over ad say hello. With a swift karate leap, she cleared the fence. She strolled up the driveway and knocked on the front door.
About twenty seconds passed. Then, the door opened a crack.
“Who is it?” said a voice from behind the door.
“I’m Sandy Cheeks,” said Sandy. “I live next door, and I came round to welcome you.”
The door opened, and Sandy almost jumped back with surprise. It was another squirrel, grey with a white face and a green hat, out of which sprouted a small yellow flower. She looked considerably older than Sandy, almost elderly. Deep wrinkles surrounded her eyes, adding to the mixture of indifference and distaste clearly showing on her face. Sandy noticed she was carrying an umbrella and a small handbag, both clearly very old as well.
“I don’t need any welcomes,” said the grey squirrel. “I just came to Texas for my retirement.”
Sandy was still a little stunned. It had been years since she had met a new squirrel, and even longer since she had met a grey one.
“Sorry,” said Sandy. “I just like meetin’ new folk, miss... what was your name?”
“Slappy. Well Slappy, it’s nice to meet you. What made you decide to live in Texas?”
Slappy sighed. “I just wanted to get away from the urban sprawl, you know, live somewhere real peaceful and quiet. By the way, you wouldn’t have any advice on gardening, would you?”
That was all Sandy needed to hear. “Sure! Let me show you my flowers, there ain’t nuthin’ like em in the whole darn county!” she said enthusiastically. She led Slappy round to her garden. As they rounded the gate, Slappy almost gasped with shock. The garden was enormous, brimming with exotic plant life. Oak trees stretched as far as the eye could see, bordered by sunflowers ten feet high. A giant redwood stood central, towering over a small hut and a bench at the base, a massive treehouse at the top.
Slappy was gobsmacked. “How can you afford all this?!” she stammered.
“Easy! I’m a TV star!” said Sandy. “I’ve got a starring role in Spongebob Squarepants!”
“Sponge what now?” said Slappy, more than a little confused.
“Only the best darn show on TV!”
Slappy was slightly taken aback by this. Little did Sandy know that Slappy used to star in another cartoon back in the 90’s.
“Are you sure?” she asked. “If I remember rightly, Animaniacs had way higher viewing figures when it first came out. I should know, I was in it!”
Sandy snorted. “PUH-LEASE! Spongebob Squarepants is way better!”
Slappy was now getting very irritated. “Now hold on a second, young lady! Are you trying to say you’re better than me?”
“I suppose you could say that, old-timer!”
That was the last straw. Slappy lunged at Sandy, but Sandy simply struck back with her best roundhouse kick. This should have floored her, but Slappy reached into hammerspace and pulled out an enormous shield. Sandy’s foot made contact with it and simply bounced off. She dropped to the floor, dizzy from the impact.
At this point, Slappy knew that she needed to teach Sandy a lesson. She grabbed the younger squirrel by the arm, dragged her over to the base of the redwood tree and sat down on the bench. Sandy started to come to her senses just as she was being pulled over Slappy’s knee. Needless to say, Sandy immediately started to struggle, but Slappy kept her firmly pinned in place.
“I wouldn’t bother struggling, Sandy. It’s time I taught you a little lesson you won’t forget, and maybe next time you’ll think twice before crossing the better squirrel!”
With that, Slappy grabbed hold of Sandy’s tail and lifted it out of the way, exposing her rear, protected only by a purple skirt and green bikini bottom. Slappy took aim, raised her hand, and smacked Sandy’s bottom as hard as she could. Sandy yelped in pain and surprise as the spanks started coming hard and fast. Slappy continued to spank Sandy for about two minutes. Then, she paused to speak.
“So, Sandy, who’s the world’s greatest cartoon squirrel?”
Ever defiant, even with her backside in quite a lot of pain, Sandy smirked. “You’re gonna have to do better than that, wrinkles,” she snorted. “I’M the better squirrel!”
Slappy finally lost it. Sandy wanted her to do better, she’d give her better! So, the grey squirrel reached into her purse and pulled out a large wooden paddle. Sandy’s eyes widened with fright.
“Wait, I didn’t mean it literally...”
That was all she had time to say before the paddle came down hard on her butt with an echoing SMACK! Sandy was now starting to whimper, as Slappy continued to paddle her for five more minutes.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Then, Slappy stopped again. Sandy relaxed, thinking the punishment was over, but it wasn’t. Slappy grabbed the top of Sandy’s skirt and bikini bottoms and pulled them down to her ankles, exposing her bare bottom. It was already a little pink from the beating it had already taken, but Slappy continued the spanking, with each hit sounding much more pronounced on Sandy’s bare backside.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Over the next ten minutes, Sandy cried loudly as her bare bottom slowly turned red. Slappy then spoke, spanking Sandy with each word.