Pedo Romp/Quiet down the older kids
You walk into the room where there are a handful of 8-10 year-olds split into groups playing several board games. The teacher is preoccupied explaining the rules of one of the games to a group of kids, so you stay for a bit to help supervise. Before you're able to utter a word to quiet down the room, you look over to see Abby and another boy arguing over something before she stands up, pushes the boy off of his chair and punches him in the face. Before she even realizes you're there, you grab hold of the back of her dress and yank her off the poor boy who is trying his best to get away from her.
The teacher looks up and tries to calm down the room which has become even more out of control with the commotion. Meanwhile, you continue yanking on Abby's dress and begin to drag her to your office, causing her to reveal her pink panties, much to the amusement of her other classmates. She pushes her dress back down and you grab her arm to drag her more easily. She sobs and you lead her to your office, knowing full well this is going to be much worse than her punishment earlier this week.
You reach your office, shut and lock the door behind you, and turn your attention to the very naughty little girl before you.
"So Abby, this is your second offense this week," you begin to walk around her menacingly. "It doesn't seem like your last punishment was enough to get through to you." She doesn't respond, but continues to stand there, crying.
"With your behavior, I aught to insist your parents find other arrangements for the rest of the summer. . .well, do you have anything to say for yourself?"
Abby looks up at you and sees a dark look in your eyes. The scared girls looks as though she's about to say something, but instead begins to let out a high pitched whine. You're confused at first, but she looks down and you're eyes follow, seeing the reason for her sudden distress. Pee is trickling down her legs and onto the floor. the front of her dress is starting to get wet too.
"It's okay sweetie," you change your tone to reassure her. "We'll find you something else to wear." She's still crying as you pull off her urine soaked dress.
One one hand, you feel bad for the child and think it's probably best to go easy on her. After all, you did scare the piss out of her. On the other hand, fighting cannot be tolerated, no matter what.