Aleksander's hand was resting on top of her head. He was standing between her and the door.
"Little girl!" He said, firmly. "You are learning much slower than I expected you to. You are stealing. You are trespassing. You are fibbing, and you are lying. To me."
He gave her a withering look. "...so we'll see just how slow of a learner you are. Here's a question: What happens now, hm?" She knew the answer.
It was a bright red bottom.
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