The pic is kinda how I imagine Delilah? Maybe with lighter hair tho and brown roots

Delilah looks in the mirror with a wide grin, fluffing up her pink hair she'd curled and admiring the makeup she'd put on.

Her grandparents are out, as they are for a couple hours every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and she got bored.

So she'd taken all the makeup her mums bought her that she rarely uses, and put it on, trying her best to make it look good. She'd applied foundation and concealer and powder, just as her mom does when she does her makeup. And then she'd applied some dark brown powder under her cheek bones as contour, making sure to keep it light. It wasn't perfect but she likes it. She'd put on some light pink eyeshadow, with dark brown in the crease, and done her best at winged eyeliner, trying to keep it thin, but when she messed up it got a little thicker then she'd intended. She'd done her eyebrows and mascara too, and some sparkly lip gloss. Then she'd curled her bubblegum pink hair into large ringlets, and put on a pretty light pink dress and thigh thigh white socks, and little black heels.

The small girl checks the clock and sighs when she sees it's still another two hours before her grandparents said they'd get home, but they're usually later than they say.

Delilah opens the door to the front porch and peeks out, smiling when she sees all the boys cars are in the driveway.

She hurries to their door and doesn't bother knocking, too comfortable with them for that, she walks right in.

"Knock knock!" She shouts, and hears a few chuckles from the kitchen.

"Hi babydoll, we're in the kitchen." Calum calls back. The shorts girl grins and scampers the the kitchen, where Cal and ash are making pancakes. Luke and Michael are in the living room with the tv on, but they're talking over it to eachother.

"Aww, you look pretty baby. You going somewhere today?" Mikey greets, and Delilah giggles and blushes.

"Thankyou." She mutters. "No, I was just bored so I dressed up." She makes her way over to the two, hugging Mikey and then Luke.

"You're dress is very pretty baby, but don't you think it's kinda short?" Luke smiles small as he takes the hem of the dress and tries to tug it further down Delilah's thighs.

"Hey, quit!" She scolds, pushing Luke's hands away. He raises an eyebrow and grabs her hips. "No! It's not." She pouts.

"Don't be bratty with me babygirl, I was just saying." Luke sighs, pulling the pouty girl into his lap.

Delilah whines and struggles out of the blonde mans hold, making her way over to Michael instead and sitting in his lap. "It is a bit short, princess. But it's fine as long as you're not going anywhere, huh?" Michael tries to reason, but Delilah buffs and glares as she stands from his lap and goes into the kitchen, little heels clicking as she goes.

"Go take your shoes off, pumpkin." Ashton reminds, and Delilah sighs but obeys.

"They're being mean, ashy." She pouts to the tan boy when she returns, hugging around his waist.

"Delilah, baby, you're dress is very very pretty, but I think it should just be a dress up dress, yeah? It is a bit short to go out in. That doesn't mean you can't wear it though. Just around the house, yknow?" Ashton reasons as he picks the small girl up and leans against the counter.

"No! I want to wear it out!" Delilah protests.

"Don't you have any other pretty dresses that are longer that you can wear when you go out, sweetheart?" Ashton sighs.

"Wanna wear this one! Put me down, you're a meanie!" Ashton sighs and glances at Calum, making eye contact and exchanging looks as he sets the little girl down on her feet and lets her go to Calum instead as ash takes over the stove.

"Delilah, baby." Calum says in a warning tone as he picks the little one up.

"No!" Delilah whines, laying her head on his shoulder. "Don't agree with them!" Calum carries the little one into the living room and sits next to Michael.

"I'm gonna, love bug. We don't want anyone seeing our girl and thinking naughty things about you cause your dress is too short, right baby? You don't want that?"

"I don't care! My dress is pretty and I wanna wear it!" Delilah kicks and fights to be put down but Calum holds her still in his lap.

"But delilah, if strangers think naughty things about you, they're gonna wanna do naughty things to you, understand?" He tries to explain. "We don't want anyone to do or even want to do naughty things to our baby, do we?"

So maybe it's a little mean to try to scare Delilah into doing what they want, but it's the truth.

"No!" Delilah yells. "That's stupid! and I don't like you!"

Delilah finally struggles free from calums hold, only to be grabbed by Michael, who pulls her to him and lays a hard smack over her dress covered bum.

Delilah gasps and her hands fly back to cover her bottom as Michael turns her to face him, putting her between his legs, and grabbing her arms to hold her there.

Tears fill Delilah's eyes, not entirely from the pain, but also because she's frustrated and upset. She clenches her jaw and glare sat michael.

"I don't appreciate that you're arguing with us, but if you're going to, you will not speak disrespectfully to us or call names, little girl, or there will be consequences. Am I understood?" Michael's voice is deep and stern, he speaks loudly enough to be intimidating and get his point across without yelling, and his face is hard and strict.

Delilah is intimidated, but she tries not to let it show, stomping her sock covered foot and trying to pull out of Michael's grip. "No! You're mean! Let me GO!"

"Stop fighting me, delilah." Michael growls. "You're being a brat."

"No! You're stupid! I hate you!" Delilah kicks Michael's leg as she shouts. Michael holds one up Delilah's arms and turn her sideways, landing a few hard smacks on her backside that make her start sobbing, and then he turns her away from him and sits her in his lap, wrapping his arms around ed to keep her still and holding her kicking legs between his legs.

"If you keep up with this behavior I will bend you over my knee and spank the brat out of you, babygirl, am I understood?" Michael makes his tone a bit more gentle but still firm, speaking in Delilah's ear as she struggles against his hold.

"No!" Delilah whines.

"Are you gonna be good now?" Michael asks.

"Yes!"

"What do you say?"

"I'm sorry! Please don't spank me." Delilah whimpers.

"Stop fighting, little love, and I'll let you go." Michael says in a calm, soothing tone.

Delilah obeys and slumps against Michael's chest. Michael releases his hold and sets her on the ground, hugging her and kissing her tear covered cheeks.

When he releases the hug, delilah goes to Luke and crawls into his lap, hiding her face in his neck. Luke wraps his arms around her and pats her bum.

"M sorry." She mumbles loud enough for all the boys in the living room (Ashton has now joined as well) to hear.

"Why don't you tell us what you did wrong, princess." Luke suggests, and Delilah whimpers.

"I argued and I called Mikey and Cali stupid and said I hated them and I kicked Mikey and I fought- a-a-and-" Delilah rambles and hiccups.

"Shh baby, you're okay. You're allowed to disagree with us, but you have to be respectful, yeah? You don't want us to tell you what you're saying is stupid, hm?" Luke reminds.

"M sorry!" Delilah cries, and Luke kisses her head and rubs her back.

"What are you gonna do next time?"

"B-be nice and respectful and tell you nicely what I don't agree with." Delilah whimpers, hugging closer to Luke.

"Good girl baby, such a good girl." Luke hums.

Delilah slowly gets off Luke and goes to Michael, hugging him and kissing his cheek as he hugs back.

"M so sorry Mikey, I don't hate you I love you."

"Aww, baby." Michael coos as he hugs Delilah back and then wipes the tears from her cheeks. "I love you too."

Delilah then goes to Calum and says the same thing.

"M sorry Cali, I love you."

"I love you too babygirl."

Then to ash, and Luke.

"Alright baby, I think a time-out is in order." Ashton says as he pulls a chair into the corner.

"What? But I apologized." Delilah whimpers.

"You were naughty, baby, can't just be naughty and not get a consequence."

"But mikey smacked my bum." Delilah mumbles with flushed cheeks, embarrassed to say it.

"You think that you shouldn't have to have timeout because you got a few smacks?" Ashton asks, and Delilah pouts and sighs.

"Fine." She sits down on the chair and rubs her eye.

"No, really baby, I'm asking, do you think it's unfair?"

"No, I guess not." Delilah pouts still, and Aston smiles and kisses her head.

"You're such a good girl. Just ten minutes, sound good?"

"Yes sir."

Delilah sits patiently for ten minutes, feeling embarrassed, before Luke comes and picks her up out of the chair, taking her to the living room and they all snuggle while they watch movies and eat pancakes.