Eh, just a random idea that's popped into my head... Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but April, Jake, Gardenia, Cassandra, and Lucas. I do not own Harley or Blossom, or the rest of KND... Sadly...
Have You Ever Wondered?
Chapter 2: Where the Story Begins
See that house? Yeah, it's where the Delightful's live, I know. Confused? Then pay attention, close attention.
See that room? The one on the very top floor, that's where Father's room is. Still confused? Good.
Now, what I bet you don't know, there's a basement. Two people live in that basement, Harley and Blossom. Slightly less confused? No? Okay, let's go back in time. Chad and Jake are a mere 6, Hannah, The Delightful's and I are 5, Blossom and Harley are only 2. Gardenia, Cassandra and Lucas don't exist right now. This is where you better pay attention, or you're going to get lost.
You know my parents, right? Mega Mom and Destructo Dad, well they're (obviously) in league with Father, so when we were young children, Mom and Dad would drop us off at the mansion, and go to meetings at Villian's Conventions. Not that we knew. Even the Delightful's were oblivious to all this.
Let me explain about the night when realization dawned on all of us, kindergarteners and pre-schoolers, we did exactly what we shouldn't, we all went into Father's room. Was it difficult? We were children! It wasn't exactly a walk in the park, but Blossom knew exactly where her father kept the key to his room. She and Harley are tiny little girls, (being toddlers) and can easily slip out of the basement at night and watch Father.
This is where the story begins.
Date: September 17th, Time: 9:07
Harley and Blossom sat cross legged on their bed, Hannah and I on the floor, her head resting in my lap.
Hannah looked at the twin girls, like us, "You know what we should do today?"
Blossom smiled, "What?"
"Sneak into Father's room?" Hannah asked, a devilish smile playing on her childish face.
Harley gasped, "He'll kill us!"
"Relax, as long as we don't touch a thing, he'll never know we were there," Hannah persuaded.
Jake and Chad walked in, they'd been listening the whole time, Chad looked like our mom, with shaggy blonde hair that fell over his eyes, Jake was more like Dad, with brown hair, as equally as shaggy as Chad's.
Jake smirked, "We don't have to touch anything-"
"Because you can move things with your mind!" Chad had an annoying habit of finishing Jake's sentences.
Blossom's worried chocolate brown eyes met my crystal blue ones. My eyes flashed over to Hannah's. Her dark brown (almost black) eyes had an excited glint to them, she was looking at Harley as if she was saying something funny. A joke only she could hear.
Even then I knew Hannah was the evil one, but no one else could tell. They never looked hard enough. Back to the story.
Harley looked excited, but nervous. If Hannah wasn't in the room, she would never agreed, but Hannah was good a getting people to do what she wants. She always has been.
"What are you babies so afraid of?" Chad teased mercilessly. Harley and Hannah, weren't chickens, and if our twins were going, Blossom and I had to, too.
"Blossom, where's the key?" Jake demanded quietly, the Delighfuls had already gone to sleep, and none of us were eager to wake them.
Blossom tightly closed her eyes, and a key floated up from inside an oak drawer on the mantle in Father's study.
"Mother's drawer!" Harley exclaimed.
Blossom didn't want anyone touching the key ("Too dangerous," She had hissed when Hannah had reached out to grab it, "He'll sense that someone was touching it!") so she let it float up to Father's room, on the very top floor. The steps didn't creak once, thank the lord, and we all held our breath while passing the Delightful's huge room. Jake stuffed his fist in his mouth to keep from laughing when he heard how loud the Delightfuls snored.
Blossom gently guided the key into the door knob, and slowly opened the door, without touching anything.
"Crud, that's scary," Chad whispered under his breath.
"What do you even want Hannah?" I demanded.
Hannah rolled her eyes, as if I should know exactly what she wants. I did too. "Something for revenge, something to hold against him. A secret, something we aren't supposed to know."
"And you think you're going to find that here? None of us have ever been in his room! How are we supposed to know what he hides, and where?"
"That's why Blossom and Harley are here."
The walls were all black, there was a mahogany king sized bed in the center of the room with a blood red blanket, a long black dresser was against the far left wall, a huge door led to what we assumed was the bathroom (but we weren't about the check) and a notepad, just a notepad, lay on a tall black desk.
Naturally, Hannah was intrigued by what the notepad said, but she couldn't reach all the way up on her own. "Chad, give me a boost."
Chad lifted my twin up, but before she could grab it, Harley brought it down herself. Obviously, with her mind.
"Don't touch!" Blossom insisted, she focused on flipping the cover open, and there, on the very first page read this:
The Secret Life of Benidict Uno
"Hey! Who knew Father was an author!" Cut in Jake.
"Shhh!" Hannah and I blurted.
Blossom turned the page again.
January 1st
This is the first day of the year, and the first Villians Convention. Those horrible children of mine (Blossom and Harley) are locked up in the basement with those brats of children, the Dickson Twins. Hannah and April are the same age as my delightful children, (hmm, maybe I could have them help me fight for evil with the villans against the KND) and Jake and Chad are a year older. It's such a shame, how good Chad is... He would be an amazing villan, better than his parents. Mega Mom and Destructo Dad, really? How lame...
"What a jerk!" Jake declared, frowning.
"Harley, go to today's page!" Hannah begged.
"I don't know, you guys. Maybe we should just go!" I insisted.
"Turn the page!" Hannah demanded angrily. Harley didn't have to be asked twice.
September 17th
Another Villan Convention tonight, and now that I'm in power, taking over those itiotic Kids Next Door should be so simple! I'm by far the most evil one there, most of tose lame villians would be lucky for me to even know their name. Tonight I'll inform the delightful children of mine what I've been doing all these nights, and together, we'll be UNSTOPABLE, I'll be known everywhere as Father, and my perfect children will be The Delighful Children From Down The Lane. I'll send Blossom and Harley to school in West Virginia, so they can't interfere most of the time. I will be feared, and no longer known as Benedict.
Everything will be perfect.
Trembling, Blossom shut the notepad and levitated it back on to his desk. "I want to go."
Harley nodded and opened the door, moving the key with her.
Once we were back in the basement, none of us made a sound. We all knew Father was evil, but not evil.
Father didn't suspect a thing.