Ok, I have shown you some of the children of Danny Fenton, but not all of them. There's Lilith, Diana, Sammantha, Donny, and then there's the youngest that I've never shown until today. Delilla Fenton the youngest child in the Fenton family and this story tells about her. She is the most unique girl in this family, cause she wants to be a normal ghost girl and I mean like in the ghost zone, their definition of normalcy. Anyway, here's the story, review please!!
You see around Amity Park of some houses and then you see flying cars. There are kids wearing some weird looking clothes that look like are very similar to the eighties, but then mixed with today's, and some we are not sure. You see an older woman that looks like Valerie with glasses and even the same ghost hunting suit. She is riding on her jet sled and riding through Amity Park and then meets a ghost man that looks like Danny, but with a different jumpsuit. His top part of his jumpsuit is white with a big black strip in the middle with a D logo on it. Otherwise, his jumpsuit is alot like Danny's.
"I haven't seen any ghosts lately except you, your sisters, your father, and great cousin," told the older woman named Tiffani.
"I couldn't detect one either, not even Vlad," said the older male ghost named Donny.
"So where's your family?" Asked Tiffani.
"They're taking Delilla to the park," told Donny.
"Maybe she'll meet some new friends," smiled Tiffani.
"I guess," sighed Donny.
You now see a park with Danny and Sam who have some gray hair with a little girl. She looks like a first grader with long hair and a red bow. She has a red top and blue shorts with black shoes.
"Why don't you meet some new friends Delilla," told Sam as Delilla walked through the whole park.
She was curious about certain stuff. She saw a boy playing in the mud and splattering some mud in his hands. He was probably nine years old and loved to play in the mud. Delilla didn't know who he was, but thought what he was doing was interesting so she started playing and then laughing. The boy turned around with furrowed eyes, he had an English accent.
"Who in blazes are you?" Asked the boy.
"Delilla with two l's at the end," introduced Delilla, "what's your name?"
"Bradley, and there are no girls allowed," protested Bradley.
"Why?" Asked Delilla.
"Because girls have cooties," answered Bradley.
"What are cooties?" Asked Delilla.
"That's when someone gets googly over boys and then they want to look pretty and stuff," answered Bradely.
"I don't have cooties," said Delilla.
"That's because you are six, when you're older, you'll start having cooties," told Bradley.
"Why?" Asked Delilla.
"I don't know, that's just how it goes," told Bradley.
"Really?" Smiled Delilla.
"Yeah, Mother says it's part of puberty, whatever that is," told Bradley.
"Wow, you know, you're pretty cool, can we be friends?" Asked Delilla.
"Promise not to give me cooties?" Asked Bradley.
"Ok, I promise," smiled Delilla, "you wanna make mud pies?"
"Sure," smiled Bradley.