Nii-Chan by AAnnR

Chapter 1:

The Tifersons had always prided themselves on their appearance, wealth, and popularity. They considered themselves a family of beautiful people and hated anyone who did not fit their description of beauty. In fact, anyone who sought to be hired by the gorgeous business owner had to be rather attractive in every means of the word.

Now, Abigail Tiferson had come from a family she considered considerably moderate and normal; she wouldn't have been caught dead with them the moment she turned 18. However, there was one person in her immediate family whom she wouldn't even talk to. Her brother, Charles Tomas Scareef had been about as ugly as she thought one could get. Crooked teeth, stubby nose, large unkempt pores, tons of freckles all over his body, long knobby limbs, and thick, unruly red hair. She had been repulsed by his appearance since the moment Mrs. Tiferson could remember. So she nicknamed him Ugly Charles.

Unsurprisingly to Abigail, Ugly Charles ended up with an equally ugly woman called Sharon, and a couple of years after their wedding Sharon and Charles had a daughter. Though Abigail had never laid eyes on the beast, she always assumed that it was as repulsive as her brother and his wife.

At that point Abigail had also begot a daughter, who Edward, her husband, had rightfully named Gorgeous. Everyone who saw her could say she was dreadfully beautiful. Life was sweet for the Tifersons, spent cooing over their new born daughter, and there was hardly enough time for anything else.

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"Charles!" screamed Sharon. The car was swerving out of control. Their infant daughter, still unnamed, was strapped in the car seat back behind them fast asleep. "Watch out!"

Blinding lights came around a corner as Charles swerved into the left lane, right in front of an on- coming semi truck. Colliding with the car, the semi barreled on, not noticing that the car was pushed off the road.

"Sharon," Charles reached over to his wife, who had glass sticking out of her body. She looked over to him, face stricken in pain. Tears fell as she saw her husband, one arm and leg was completely crushed from the impact.

"Oh," She said, crying after their misfortune.

"Don't cry love." Charles' hand touched her face. "It'll be alright." He coughed, blood dripping down from his mouth. He watched as light left Sharon eyes, and quickly followed her, making their way up to heaven.

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Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.

"Abigail, darling," Edward whispered to his wife, shaking her awake. Blinking in the blackness, she awoke slowly. "Your phone keeps ringing. It's the third time."

She clicked a side lamp on, allowing light to penetrate their dark room. Picking up her phone Abigail allowed the call to come through.

Edward listened to the brief conversation. Listening to his wife's familiar coughs, grunts, and sayings of recognition of what someone on the other line was saying. Finally she ended the call with "I'll be there as soon as I can."

Edward stretched out, groaning a bit before asking, "So what was that all about? The toilet back up at the office?" He chuckled at his own joke.

"My brother had a car accident and died." Edward's laughter stopped at once. He watched his wife's reaction, contemplating on whether or not to comfort her or keep up the remaining silence. "It's okay," She continued after a second. "I hated him anyway."

"Well then." That was rather expected of his wife. She had hated the man, as did he, for his repulsive looks. Finally they were given the retribution the ugly couple deserved: obliteration off the face of the earth.

Smiles grew on Edward's and Abigail's faces. "What about their hideous child?" He asked.

"Nothing happened to her. In fact, that was why I was contacted. I am the only other family the young one has." She snickered harshly. "Poor thing." She said mockingly at her niece's misfortune.

"You know this is part of the reason why I love you so much. Your wicked smile never ceases to give me the shivers, darling." He pulled his wife close, connecting their mouths. They kissed passionately for a moment before breaking apart. Staring at each other the couple moved closer while slipping farther in to the sheets.

~~~ 15 years later ~~~

The house the Tifersons lived in was conditionally a four and a half story building. The first story contained a series of drawing rooms, a kitchen, closets, several powder rooms, a couple assortments of dining rooms and a living room. The floor was either covered in black marble or a dark brown shag carpet, which regularly received cleanings every other month. Each room was furbished with ravishing furniture, which was moved to create a new atmosphere after every other month the carpet people came to clean.

The second floor was the guest floor. Every guest that paid the Tiferson family a visit, whether staying the night or not, was escorted to a room so they could tidy themselves up before meeting with their hosts. The stairs came from the entryway to the second floor. A chandelier hung from the ceiling. Pure diamonds hung from gold weaving metal.

The third floor was the family's residence. Several rooms for the Tiferson parents four children. Gorgeous, their first daughter, was a fair skinned 15 year old. She had dark blonde hair and light blue eyes. Their second son, whose name was Cáron, was 13, was also dark blond but had electric green eyes. The next in the family line were the twins, Tayren and Tiffany, each of whom were 7. Both being completely identical, had white blonde hair and deep blue eyes.

The twins shared a room next to their parents. Basically two separate rooms connected by a small gaming room. It was complete with a full bathroom and little snack area.

Cáron's room was next to his sisters' rooms. His contained a room for sleeping, snacking, bathing, a study/library, movie room, and common room.

Gorgeous' room was on the other side, next to the parent's suite. Hers included a huge bedroom, walk-in closet, kitchen, drawing room, spa, bathroom, study/library, balcony, pet room, and, finally, a separate room for any friends that decided to stay the night.

Next was the parents' room, which withheld their own house with the confines of the estate's room. It was hardly meaningful to list everything other than the fact it was vast.

Needless to say, the Tiferson's house was rather excessive in size. There had been several times that someone had gotten lost in the great mansion. There were rooms that no one had ever been to, other than the cleaning people and one special little girl, who is the heroine in this story.