A/N: Hello children! This is my first non-Harry Potter fan-fic. This is meant to be a light hearted fluffy romance...so not your cup of tea? Don't read!

I haven't seen the tv show for yonks, just a besotted fan of the film. Don't hurt me. Enjoy!

Scott Tracy watched his father hurry through the kitchen where he was sat with his youngest brother Alan.

Alan looked up and gave Scott a knowing look before he went back to eating his lunch, watching his father with mild interest as he strode back through the kitchen, looking like a man on a mission.

"Where's Virgil? And Gordon?" Jeff Tracy barked suddenly, stopping abruptly and turning to his sons.

"In the pool, where'd you think?" Alan replied through a mouthful of hamburger.

"What's the problem Dad?" Scott asked, passing Alan a napkin without looking at him as he had managed to spray a mixture of beef and bread all over himself and the table.

But Jeff had already gone outside, beckoning his sons to follow.

"He's never usually this intense when Lady Penelope comes over," Scott said to his brother after checking his watch and tucking his chair in. Alan wasn't really listening, just trying to cram as much food into his mouth as possible before he left.

"I told you to get out and get dressed ten minutes ago! And where is John?" Jeff shouted when Virgil and Gordon had stopped trying to drown one another. "Penelope is going to arrive any minute!"

"This minute actually," the unmistakable voice of Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward said, slightly bemused.

"Penny!" Jeff exclaimed at once, dropping his hostile tones and fixing a big grin on his face. "So nice to see you!"

The four Tracy brothers all gave each other knowing looks and waited to greet Penelope as the fifth Tracy brother John, joined them.

"Now, I have a little confession to make. I hope you don't mind but I brought along someone with me, I hope that's ok Jeff, I just didn't have time to call you before hand," Penelope exclaimed, giving Jeff a pleading smile.

"Its fine, it's fine," Jeff replied, holding his hands up. "There's always room for a friend of yours."

"Well she's a little more than a friend Jeff. She's just finished school and I thought it would be nice if she could spend the summer here, get to know the boys," Penelope explained, smiling at the brothers who were all looking more and more curious by the minute.

"May I introduce my sister, Lady Sophia," Penelope announced, gesturing behind her.

A young looking woman came into view, like a smaller version of Penelope. There was no disguising the fact they were sisters, it was clearly obvious as they had the same blonde hair, same creamy skin and they would say smile but the new visitor had a blank expression on her face.

Sophia walked up to her sister and stood by her side, removing her large sunglasses as she did so.

"Hello," She said politely in the same plummy tones Penelope used.

The Tracy men looked at Sophia in amused disbelief. They all knew of Penelope's love for the colour pink, everything that woman owned was pink. But here stood her sister, dressed completely in yellow. Her shoes were yellow, her bags were yellow, even the rims of her sunglasses were yellow.

"Very nice to meet you Sophia. Welcome to Tracy Island," Jeff said, finding his voice and shaking Sophia's hand gently. "I'm Jeff and these are my sons."

Sophia looked past the man at the five boys who were talking amongst one another quietly.

"Boys!" Jeff snapped and they all instantly looked at their father.

"Sorry, I'm Alan," Alan said bashfully, approaching Sophia. She smiled politely and guessed he was slightly older than herself but clearly the youngest.

"Scott."

"John."

"Gordon."

"Virgil."

Gordon and Virgil had pulled themselves out of the pool and were dripping water everywhere. Sophia stepped back when Gordon went to greet her as he was flicking water everywhere.

Virgil was the only other one to shake her hand, before shaking his dark hair free of water and soaking Alan.

"Nice to meet you," Sophia said quietly when Virgil shook her hand. She looked directly into his eyes as he smiled at her and stepped back in line with his brothers. Sophia, remembering herself, looked away from him and at the ground.

"Anyway, would one of you kind boys take Sophia into one of the spare rooms and help her settle in?" Penelope asked sweetly, winking discreetly at Jeff.

"I will!" Scott offered and leapt forward to retrieve the distinctive yellow luggage form Parker who had just arrived, laden down and sweating from the heat.

"I'll be out here with Jeff ok, Pea? If you need me," Penelope said kindly to her younger sister.

Sophia said nothing, just followed Scott through into the massive house.

"I'm sorry; she's feeling a little under the weather. I was hoping she'd cheer up if I brought her here with me," Penelope sighed, sitting down on one of the sun lounges as the remaining Tracy boys leapt into the pool, Alan too, against his wishes.

"I never knew you had a sister," Jeff replied slowly, sitting opposite Penelope.

"Well she's spent her life in boarding school. Safe but lonely," Penelope said, smiling slightly at Jeff.

"Give her a few days here and she'll be a new person," Jeff reassured and Penelope chuckled.

- - -

Scott meanwhile was wasting no time in asking the new visitor lots of questions whilst Sofia was looking around with mild interest.

"So, you're eighteen? Nineteen?" Scott asked casually as they walked down toward the bedrooms.

"Nineteen," Sophia replied quietly, noticing family pictures that adorned the walls.

"Little older than Alan then," Scott said with a nod and shifting one of Sophia's bag to a more comfortable position on his shoulder. "What have you got in here? Concrete lumps?"

"Clothes. And shoes," Sophia replied tonelessly. She looked at Scott briefly and flashed a small smile as he led them into a large, airy bedroom.

"It's white," Sophia said immediately, looking around. The walls were painted white, the bedspread white, even the carpet was white.

"Don't miss a thing do you?" Scott teased, dumping her luggage on the floor.

"If there's one thing I hate more than pink, it's white. So boring," Sophia exclaimed, examining the floaty voile that hung either side of the window.

"I suppose you'd prefer yellow?" Scott asked, a smile playing on his lips.

"No, it'll be fine. Um, thank you Scott," Sophia said quickly, forgetting her manners. She was a guest and guests don't complain about the décor within their first ten minutes. She'd do something about it later.

Scott, not catching on stood completely still.

"Um..." Sophia began, wondering what the politest way to tell someone to bugger off was when someone saved her the hassle.

"Scott! Come on, we're waiting for you in the pool!" Virgil yelled, poking his head in the door then realising Sophia was standing there. He stepped into the doorway, dripping wet and in his white swimming shorts.

"Are you coming?" Scott asked Sophia. "Come on, it'll be fun!"

Sophia shook her head and smiled shyly, embarrassed at the attention from Scott.

"Ok," Scott shrugged. "Come on Virg'."

Scott left and Virgil gave Sophia one more little half smile and followed his brother, shaking his head as he went.

Sophia went and flopped down on her bed, looking around the room.

"Good lord, it's white," She said to herself almost disbelieving how white a room could actually be.