Um..Hey. This is my first fanfic here. Hope you enjoy it.

This play will just be so great!" Tiffany shrieked as she did up Beatrice's bow.

"Yeah," Beatrice said," I haven't done a play like this, dressed up so much."

"I know," Tiffany said," Turn around love and I'll do your bow."

Beatrice did as her sister said and turned to face her.

"The script is quite boring, to be honest," Beatrice sighed," All I say is, "I do". There's a long script for the Judge, like a real wedding!"

"This can't be worse then that play about the murderer," Tiffany said," That was a lot of waiting around."

"I suppose not," Beatrice said," I think I'm to go on now."

"You have five minutes," Tiffany said," So where's

Lemony?"

"Couldn't care less," Beatrice snarled," He's done a lot of bad to V.F.D. according to the Daily Punctilio. That stupid bastard!"

"You can't always believe that," Tiffany pointed out," But you don't know where he is?"

"No?" Beatrice said," I don't. And for me that's good luck."

"Maybe you should give him another chance," Tiffany said," He might have not done wrong."

"I'll find him," Beatrice said," And give him a chance to explain himself. But only if it gets you to stop nagging at me."

"Good, good," Tiffany said," But you got up on the wrong side of bed." Beatrice opened her mouth to reply, but was interrupted.

"Beatrice," a croaky voice said," Time for you to come on!!!"

I'll do more when I can. Can I have some reviews please. Thanks.