Okay, I didn't think I had to put this...but I guess I do cuz NO ONE UNDERSTANDS! This is NOT about the blonde delightful...if you read the summary of what it is about you wouldve known. This is about MY original character EMILY DELIGHTFUL who is THE OLDEST SIBLINGS OF THE FIVE DELIGHTFUL CHILDREN! Sorry, but reading that comment pissed me off. She has firepowers because her and Chris (not in this story) are the only ones who are ACTUALLY FATHER'S KIDS! So, technically, Emily is the Delightfuls STEPSISTER but keeps the last name Delightful. There, you got it now? Good. SHE IS NOT THE BLONDE DELIGHTFUL! SHE IS MY MADE UP CHARACTER!

"Why am I such a screw up?" Emily pondered as she walked through the park.

Her shoulder length blonde hair was secured up in a tight pony and pulled through the hole in her cap. She never took off this cap, for it was all she had left of her Mother. Her arms were clung tightly around her, trying to keep herself warm on this crisp night. Emily sat on a nearby park bench and sighed.

"Why is Father always so mad at me? Just because I'm not a...a...delightful dweeb?" she started to silenty cry.

Being the oldest of the Delightful Children was tough on her. Her Father, most loathed villain of the KND, always screamed at her and beat her for being the only somewhat good one of the family. Emily had powers her Father so badly wanted to get ahold of. For being the first born child, she was the only one who posessed Father's fire powers.

She brought her head to her knees and forced back her tears, causing her to slightly choke. Despite her tears she felt a warm heat on her cold, shaking back. She turned around and noticed some guy was smiling at her, his hand against her back for comfort. She quickly realized who the boy was and glared at him.

"What do you want, Chad?" she questioned him in her British accent.

Chad blinked, slightly taken aback by her response. After all, he wouldn't let a bratty kid like her talk to him that way.

"Well, I heard you crying and was going to see what was wrong...but I decided why would I help a TWERP like you?" Chad growled and started to walk away.

Emily watched him, following him with her bright blue eyes. She took off her cap and set it on her lap, feeling disappointed. She took down her hair, allowing it to flow over her shoulders and revealing her pink Delightful bow.

"C-Chad...wait..." she barely managed to speak out to him.

He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her.

"WHAT?" he yelled in slight anger.

She looked down, ashamed to look into his eyes as she said she was sorry. Chad walked up to her quivering body and sat next to her on the bech. She was still shaking from the cold, so he took off his jacket and wrapped it around her arms. She looked up at him and grinned.

"Why are you helping a DELIGHTFUL?" Emily asked and turned around ashamed.

Chad turned her face back to his and smiled. He then moved his face close to hers and pressed his lips gently against hers before pulling back. Emily sat there in complete awe, blinking and staring at the blonde swirl in his hair.

"W-what...was that?" she questioned completely in shock.

He grabbed her hand and stared at her. "I love you, Emily."