<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/38539b100bb1f67da40e72d1b5153d22/tumblr_mgzcxqfVqD1rlxy60o1_500.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Monica Hemmill</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Monica's House, the Kitchen</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Cassandra and Adriaana</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Getting the Daily Report and Correcting Adriaana</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Cassandra and Adriaana</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Monica?  No, that would simply not do.<br/><br/>"Turn around and look at me, Adriaana," Monica said calmly but in a voice that left no room for argument.  "Put your hands in your lap and don't look away from me until I say so."<br/><br/>Monica let her hands fall from both girl's hair and took a step backward while she waited for Adriaana to comply.<br/><br/>"I distinctly remember telling you that there were certain rules and expectations of behavior while you are in my home, Adriaana.  I understand that things are rather more informal, more... Bohemian in Europe, but you're in my home, not yours.  For the time being I am what they call<em>in loco parentis</em>to you.  That means I stand in the place of your parent.  As such, certain duties and responsibilities are mine.  I must feed you, care for your health, provide you with shelter and a safe, loving environment."<br/><br/>Monica paused and let the moment draw out until it grew uncomfortable.  She never once looked away from the lovely girl in front of her.<br/><br/>"That also means it is my duty to see to your upbringing, young lady.  To see that you have firm, consistent rules for behavior and you stay within them.  I told you when we met that you may call me Miss Monica or Mother as you prefer.  I did not give you leave to address me as anything else.  Anything that indicated a relationship between us other than that of a an adult mother and a minor child."<br/><br/>"When you are sure you understand me, Adriaana, say 'I understand, Miss Monica, and I was wrong.'  Then go stand in the corner," she pointed, "without fidgeting until I say you may come out."<br/><br/>Monica smiled faintly and waited.