Bit of a family tree change: Paris and Mercutio are brothers, and they are Prince Escalus' cousins. Everything else is the same.

"Sooo..." Benvolio kicked the rock, not looking away from the small object on the ground.

"Don't worry, I don't bite."

The Montague looked up at the elder Capulet, waiting for him to say something. But a minute more of silence and the younger man couldn't take it. "How about sending them to Dr. Crane in California?"

"Who are we sending to California?"

"Romeo, Tybalt, and Paris remember?" Benvolio glared his hazel eyes toward the older man.

"Oh yeah... and why, exactly?"

"Tybalt has anger management issues. Romeo is clinically depressed and addicted to sex. And Paris is a pedophile."

"No he is not."

Benvolio's face fell; his hand clenched, wanting to slap the man to his right. "Dude, the man is over 30 and he wanted to marry your fourteen year old daughter." Tybalt's uncle was silent and could've sworn the Montague boy's eyes lit up at his plight.

"Alright, alright, they're going."

"Yes!" Benvolio raised his arms in the air, looking quite content at the moment, before lowering them and bringing his cool demeanor back to his face.

...

"Should someone go with them?" Benvolio whispered into the Prince's ear. The blonde quickly nodded, wrapping his arm around his cousin's shoulders. "I didn't mean-"

"Oh come on, he'll be fine." The Prince smiled at the other blonde man whom he towered by several inches

"What?" Mercutio looked over his shoulder at his cousin and friend.

"Keep an eye on Romeo, Tybalt, and Paris for us will ya." Prince Escalus requested.

"Romeo looked like he was gonna piss his pants when he saw who was going with him. You could let him not feel so boxed in." Benvolio added.

"Whatever, I'm sure Paris won't do anything too stupid anyways."

The trio heard a hoarse scream. "PUT ME DOWN!" Mercutio dared to look first and nearly stumbled over at the sight.

"Grab his leg." Paris' hands held onto Tybalt's flailing wrists while Romeo's fought his kicking legs.

"This is why you're going to California!" The hostage Capulet's aunt dragged his suitcase along, abruptly stopping in front of the Prince. "Okay, you can put him down now." She called to the others, not noticing when Romeo and Paris carelessly freed his limbs, letting him drop with a thud to the ground.

"Let's go, I can't wait to get out of this place!" Mercutio yelled, raising his brows suggestively at Tybalt, who simply glared at him.

Paris reclined his suitcase in its vertical position. "Who put you in charge?"

"He did." Mercutio pointed to their cousin.

The strawberry blonde mock glared at the Prince. "Bitch."

Tybalt dusted himself off and walked over to his aunt for his suitcase before following Paris and Mercutio onto the plane. Romeo was the last to board as he didn't want to leave Juliet, but his main worry was on the plane with him. That should be interesting.

You can go here: ( http:/musictaco. livejournal. com/1691. html) to view the appearences of the characters including Mercutio, Tybalt, Romeo, Paris, Benvolio, Juliet, and Prince Escalus.