Okay, this is my second Suite Life fanfiction, but my other one didn't get any reviews, so hopefully this one does. The story is about Maddie's family adopting a 13-year-old girl named Fiorella, and she becomes Maddie's younger sister (other if she already has one). This story takes place during the episode "Poor Little Rich Girl"

Disclaimer: I don't own anything: The characters, plot, etc. I only own Fiorella.

Chapter One: The Breaking News

London Tipton sat on her bed, and watched Muriel stacking sheets onto a table.

"Muriel, are you sure those are six-hundred white sheets?" London asked the sluggish maid. Muriel stopped.

"Let me check...One, two, three..."

"How much will it take me to get you out of here?"

"Ten!" she said almost immediately. London handed her ten bucks and she left. Soon after she left, Esteban came in carrying a tray.

"Good morning, Miss Tipton. I'm assuming you slept well?" he asked politely, handing her a mug of hot chocolate with a marshmallow in it. London looked at it with disgust.

"Esteban, what do you call this?"

Esteban just smiled at her. "I call it hot chocolate; what do you call it?"

"I call it unacceptable! You know instead of one big one, I like six mini-marshmallows!" London shoved the mug back in Esteban's hands.

"That is okay Miss Tipton. I shall cut it with care, unlike the doctor that did surgery on me; I tell the ladies that scar, is a shark bite." London stared awkwardly at Esteban, when Zack and Cody came in.

"Okay, we took Ivana on a walk, and to her Doggy-Daycare. You owe me five." the one who seemed like Cody said. London looked puzzled.

"I thought it was Zack's turn?" the twins looked at each other.

"Either way, you owe one of us five bucks." London handed them the five dollars and took a newspaper off the tray.

"I want to see if I'm in the society pages; I attended a program for an orphan organization! ...Or was it dolphins? Which one is Flipper?" London just opened the paper and started looking. Muriel walked back in. All four of them (Zack, Cody, Esteban and Muriel) took one glance at the front page, and gasped in awe.

"London, you might want to look at the front page." Cody said.

"Not now; me is reading about me!" she returned to skimming the society section.

"Um...I think the front page is more important...And you might want this back." Zack added, handing the five dollar bill back to London. She took it back.

"Why?" Then, she turned to the front page, and read the headline: Tipton Goes Broke! London let out a shriek of horror and shock, and everyone put hands over thier ears.

London hopped into the elevator, and ran into the lobby still screaming and wearing her pajamas. Then, she ran to Mr. Moseby and shoved the paper in his face.

"Tell me it's not true!"

Mr. Moseby frowned at London. "I wish I could say that...Your father borrowed too much money from the bank, and invested all of it in his new diamond mine. They haven't found anything!"

London looked at him incrediously. "No silver? Gems? Oil? Old paintings?" Mr. Moseby shook his head to all of her questions.

"Wow London, I wish there was some way I could help..."

"Can we borrow fifty-million dollars?"

Maddie smiled, but only half-heartedly. "Yeah, um...I'll go check my piggy-bank!" She walked away to...well, somewhere.

Mr. Moseby handed London a hankerchief. "Is there anyway that this could get worse?"

"In a way...yes."

London forze, and looked at him. "How?"

Mr. Moseby, once again, frowned upon breaking the other horrible news to her. "The bank suggests that since you are no longer rich, you should move out of the hotel, and rent it to someone who can afford it." London gasped.

"And just because I'm poor, the bank stops being nice to me?" she responded, making many hand movements.

"Shocking...isn't it?" Mr. Moseby said, making some, too. "You do have a place where you can stay, right?"

"Of course I do!" London takes out her cellular phone. "Annabelle? Yeah um...you heard? Good so...can I stay at your place? An asteriod? Wow, and I was busy feeling sorry for myself!" London hung up the cell phone (Mr. Moseby shook his head at the asteriod-part). "Don't worry; I have more people." London started to call another person. "Hi um...oh...yeah...fine!" she hung up.

"Who was that?" Mr. Moseby asked.

"It was Vanessa (A/N I made up a name because I can't remember the real one); we shared a step-mother. They said they're getting me back for all the times I didn't help them." Just then, Carrie, Zack and Cody came out of the elevator. Carrie ran over to London and started hugging her.

"Oh London, I'm so sorry! I want you to know that we're here for you, and if you need a place to stay you came come live with us!" London looked at her, too, incrediously.

"Really?"

"Of course! Sure, I'm already on the pull-out couch, but we can make room!" London smiled at Carrie.

"Thanks! Any better offers?" London bellowed loud enough for most to hear. Mr. Moseby turned to Maddie.

"Maddie, since your sister moved out, don't you have an extra bed in you room?" Maddie stared at him like he was flippo.

"Love to! Sorry, can't! Remember; my parents adopted another sister for me? Her name is Fiorella!" Like a que, a girl with long, dark-brown, wavy hair and shiny, crystal-clear blue eyes came out of nowhere.

"Maddie, your friend can sleep in my bed! I love to sleep on the window seat!" the girl insisted. Maddie smiled sweetly to the girl.

"You guys, this is my new sister, Fiorella. She's about Zack and Cody's age. Fiorella, that is London, Mr. Moseby, Carrie, Zack and Cody!" they all said hello.

"Um, can we get back to me?" London said. Maddie shot her a menacing look.

"Okay then, London will stay with Fiorella and Maddie." London smiled.

"Yay! I'll go get my things!" the preppy smile faded from her face. "Wait a minute, I have no things!" Then, London collapsed onto Maddie's shoulder and started crying hysterically. Fiorella walked over and started patting London's back.

"There, there London. I learned that time heals all...well, almost all."

What did you guys think? Chapter two might be coming shortly, if I get at least one or two reviews. Oh yeah, if you read my profile, you'll know that Fiorella is pretty much me with a different name, look and history. Yes I know, my eyes are not blue, they're coffee-brown and my hair is long, black, frizzy and looks un-tamed almost always.

See you soon!

Next Chapter: Thoughts and Suprises