A/N: Why am I obsessed with love interests meeting when they were little kids? Oh, well, I'm at it again, with Little Juliet and Little Romeo
Disclaimer: Romeo and Juliet belong to William Shakespear. Last I checked, I am not a dead guy.
"Now, Juliet, we are only going to get milk for your father. You know how he likes his milk. You are lucky I'm bringing you. Do NOT die." Juliet nodded as her nurse told her the rules. She has heard this many times before. Juliet fidgeted eagerly in her too-big pink dress as they walked in to town. There was so much commotion! So many people! The Nurse walked Juliet into a small shop to buy the milk. Nurse stopped Juliet at the door and looked at her sternly. "Thou shall stay!" Juliet nodded again. The amount of colours and sounds intrigued the small 6 and a half year old girl, she did not mind just sitting on the road and watching everyone shop.
Suddenly, Juliet heard a shout. Juliet's head turned to three small boys fighting each other with wooden swords. Forgetting her promise to Nurse, Juliet scampered to the boys. They were wearing fancy clothes, like her. Maybe they could be friends. Suddenly a sword knocked her in the face. Juliet fell to the ground.
"Mercutio! You idiot, you just hurt a girl!" The boy with dirty blonde hair exclaimed.
"Soorrrry...." The black haired boy said. The boy with brown hair extended his hand and helped her up.
"You have dirt on your dress. Its all ripped too. Fate must hate you, or something," The brown haired boy said, pointing to her dress.
Juliet looked at the three boys. "Who art thou?" She said quietly.
The brown haired boy beamed and said, "I AM ROMEO MONTAGUE!! And when I grow up I am going to be an awesome fighter and I'm going to get married to a pretty girl and have lots of Montague babies! And I know how to read and how to tie my shoes. I am 7 years old."
The blonde boy rolled his eyes. He was used to this. "I am Benvolio. I am 8." The black haired boy who had knocked Juliet down, shoved Benvolio out of sight, and grabbed Juliet's hand.
"I am Mercutio. Sorry, I knocked you down. But it was your fault. You were in the way. You hands are really clean." Mercutio let go of her hand. Juliet nodded.
"I... I am Juliet. I am 6. Can I play with you?" Juliet asked.
Mercutio shook his head. "No. You are girl."
Romeo came up to Juliet. Juliet's eyes widened as he came very close to inspect her face. "Well.... you are very pretty. We can play a different game, and you can be my wife. I would like you to be my real wife one day. Here," Romeo bend down and picked a stick off the floor. He carefully bended the small stick into a circle. "This can be your ring." Romeo grubby hand grabbed Juliet's and he shoved the ring onto her pinky. "We are now married. But not really. Only fakely. It will be real marriage later." Romeo gave Juliet a quick peck on the cheek. Juliet's free hand shot up to the place he had kissed her.
"BENVOLIO! You can be the Nurse!" Romeo said excitingly. He let go of Juliet and rushed to his friends side.
"Romeo, I refuse. I am a boy and -"
"MERCUTIO CAN BE OUR BABY."
"THAT'S NOT FAIR I'M OLDER THAN YOU!"
"ONLY BY A LITTLE."
Juliet tapped Romeo on the shoulder. Romeo turned around quickly. "I have to go now. I forgot I wasn't supposed to leave my Nurse. Not that Benvolio. My real Nurse." Romeo nodded.
"Alright. Bye then. I will see you at our real wedding!"
"Ok. Goodbye, Mercutio. Goodbye, Benvolio. Goodbye, Romeo."
Juliet walked back to the shop smiling. How quickly she had made strangers into her new friends.
A/N: oooh, I love them... Please Review, Good, bad, whatevs.