<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 Bedroom</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Cassandra and Adriaana</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Talking About Feelings</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Adriaana</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>"None of that now," Monica said firmly and used the tip of the brush to lift Adriaana's chin.  "I won't have you down on yourself like that.  If I want you to feel ashamed, you'll know it.  Understand me?"<br/><br/>She didn't wait for an answer but stood up and pulled Adriaana into a comforting, mothering embrace.  Even though Adriaana was four inches taller, there was no question Monica was in charge.  "We'll talk more about this later, dear.  You did very well tonight taking your punishment and not whining about it.  Now, go get a cookie to replace the one I didn't allow you to finish.  You've earned it for the wonderful job you did with my hair.  Go on," she said and patted Adriaana on the butt with the back of the hairbrush.<br/><br/>Delightful child.<br/><br/>Monica finished getting ready and hoped Cassandra was on track to leave at the same time.