Sorry it took so long to get this done. Had a lot going on in my life. With family, work, and school all at once. I have been pretty distracted. Hopefully this chapter will make up for it.

Family Love

Even after two weeks of Emma being in the family, it turns out that it was Stanford who was still not used to having a new sister around the house. Which is strange because Stanley, who had freaked out about it in the beginning, made being a big brother so easy. In fact, Stanley was in the living room playing with her on the playpen that was set up on the floor. Going back to the problem at hand, Stanford was nervous around Emma, but Stanley adored her. He would do everything in his power to make sure that Emma was smiling and laughing. He would make silly faces, tickle her stomach until she was red in the face, and play peek-a-boo with her. Now most people would think that Stanley would not play such baby games, but he definitely would if it made his baby sister happy.

"Stanford." Stanford was taken out of his thoughts when Stanley called him. He looked to find Stanley laughing along with Emma who was still smiling and laughing after the tickle assault. " Look at her, she's just a ball full of sunshine." It was true that Emma's smile and laughter was pretty contagious. It was like she didn't know what sadness was at all. The only time she would get upset was when she was hungry or just wanted attention. Emma was also very alert to her surroundings despite just being born. Her eyes were always open and almost knew exactly when her brothers were coming home from school. She would make excited baby noises and squirm until Stanley picked her up. Which brings back to Stanford's problem, he's not used to his little sister at all. Since he knows that she's really alert, he worries about how she would react to his six fingers. Having six fingers is not normal.

"I can hear you thinking over there, and I bet I can guess what it is." Stanford looked up and saw Stanley looking at him with a knowing look. He immediately stuck his hands in his pockets while blushing out of embarrassment.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Stanley gave him a deadpan look. He motioned Stanford forward and pointed towards the couch.

"Sit here," he said. Stanford just gave him a confused look, "Don't give me that look, just sit down." Stanford did what he was told. As soon as he sat down, Stanley picked Emma up from the play pen, and held Emma in front of his brother. "Here, Hold her." Stanford stuttered for a moment as he shook his head.

"N-no thank you! I'm fine!" But Stanley didn't let up.

"C'mon pointdexter, it's not that hard. All you have to do is hold her. Look, she's even reaching out to you." At that, Stanford looked at Emma, who was reaching out to him eagerly. She was trying her best to wiggle out of Stanely's arms, but since he had a tight grip on her, it was impossible.

"Stanford, she's not gonna care about your hands. She's a baby, not to mention a total sweetheart."

"That doesn't matter Stanley, even when she's still, sort of a newborn, she's very alert. I think she'll notice the difference between my hands and her hands. I don't want to scare her." Stanley only sighed. Boy was his brother being stubborn. He then had a thought.

"Stanford do you remember when we were talking about how Emma acts like her mother." When his brother nodded, he continued. "So, if Aubrey didn't care about your hands, why would Emma care? Come on, just give it a try." At those words, Sanford did realize that he was being a little ridiculous. He was still self conscious of his hands, but he should have known better. With that in mind, he took a deep breath and took Emma out of Stanley's arms. At first, he didn't know what to do. He was a bit shaky at first since Emma kept squirming.

"She's never gonna sit still if you don't hold her right." Stanley said as he adjusted Stanford's grip on Emma. Once Stanford managed a good grip on Emma she started to settle down.

"There you go. Told you it wasn't that hard." Stanford wasn't really paying Stanley any attention, for he was too focused on Emma, who was looking right at him. After a few minutes of staring, Emma started taking an interest in Stanford's hands. Stanford started to mentally freak out as Emma inspected his fingers. It would seem that she has taken a notice on the extra fingers. Stanford held his breath as he waited for incoming tears, but surprisingly, Emma did not cry. Instead, she just started pulling on Stanford's fingers while laughing. Stanley laughed at Stanford who winced in pain as his fingers were pulled.

"I told you she wouldn't care!"

"Does not mean I like having my fingers pulled off!" Stanford exclaimed as he took his fingers back before Emma could pull them off. He gave her a look of annoyance but she just kept laughing. He raised her up so that she was eye level with him. "You better be lucky that you are just a baby. Otherwise I would tell you that pulling my hands is not something to laugh at." He told her, but Emma was paying no mind as she only wrapped her arms around Stanford's neck and hugged him. Stanford couldn't help but smile as he hugged her back.

"Man, wish I had a camera. Mom would kill to see a moment like this." Stanley said. It was probably better to just let this moment stay in their memories.

Time skip: Two Months Later

It had been two months and Emma was already becoming a special part of the family. She was sitting in her little baby seat, happily watching T.V. when suddenly a certain song on the television caught her attention. It was a classical Mozart song and little Emma started bouncing in her seat to the rhythm of the song, the rattle in her hands rattling as well.

"Is my little pumpkin dancing to Mozart?" Emma turned to the voice and saw Caryn who was smiling at her.

"Yes she is, yes she is! My little pumpkin is a dancer!" Caryn cooed as she came and got Emma out of her baby seat and started to bounce her to the beat of the music. Emma was having the time of her life, laughing and bouncing. Footsteps were suddenly coming up from downstairs. Caryn turned and saw Stanley and Stanford who came back from school.

"Hey boys, how was school?" She asked.

"Not much has changed since summer vacation. School still sucks." Stanley answered with a tired, bored look. Emma started to wiggle in Caryn's arms as she reached for her brothers. Caryn smiled.

"I swear, every time you boys come home, Emma wants to just jump out of my arms." She said as she passed Emma over to Stanley.

"Can you blame her? I'm the most handsome boy on the planet." He said confidently with a smug expression. Stanford rolled his eyes as he took Emma from Stanley's arms.

"Oh please, the only reason she is excited to see you is because your face is funny." he said as he was fighting to keep his glasses on his face, for Emma kept trying to grab them with her tiny hands.

"Oh yeah? The only reason she's excited to see you is because she wants to snatch your nerdy glasses off your face."

"Boys please," Caryn interrupted, "Emma loves both of you, there are no favorites." She left the living room for the kitchen to start dinner, leaving the boys with Emma, who was making baby noises and slobbering all over her baby clothes by making spit bubbles.

"Tell you what Stan, let's make a deal," Stanford said as he reached into his pocket to pull out a handkerchief and wiped Emma's mouth to get rid of the saliva, "I bet you five bucks that Emma will say my name first."

Stanley laughed.

"Yeah right! She's gonna say my name first, but I'll play your little game. Then we'll see who the favorite is."

"We'll see," Stanford smirked as he took Emma upstairs for a nap, "Of course, you'll say my name first, won't you?" Stanford asked as he lightly tossed Emma in the air. Emma laughed as Stanford rubbed his nose with her tiny one in an eskimo kiss.

"You will, oh yes you will." Stanford cooed. Now all Stanford needed to do was teach Emma to talk when she got older.

Okay! That took almost an hour to finish despite it taking almost a month to write all this stuff down in a book. I like to write stuff down in a book before I post it anywhere. I hope you like it.

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