RichardIII1955 - Thank you! Lol, Tybalt did indeed get busy. I guess he wanted some to carry on the Capulet dynasty, lol.
So here is the second chapter of Lapland! It's probably the longest chapter, since I had to combine two chapters in order to make this a twelve chapter story. You know, as in 'Twelve Days Of Christmas'
But anyway, I need to do some more disclaiming. I don't own Jingle Jill, she belongs to the BBC and is from their drama, which this story is based upon, Lapland. I also don't own the two new characters I've quickly added to this story - Rocco and Vittoria, who are OCs created by Cornadopia, and are the children of Mercutio and Allegra. We both decided that since Allegra doesn't die in Child Swap, that her and Merc would have more children. So here they are!
As the plane landed, Benvolio's final scream faded to a whimper. Eliseo simply rolled his eyes at Micro, whilst Rocco sighed sympathetically for his uncle. The family grabbed their bags, and Amparo picked up baby Natalio and Hermia picked up baby Briony. Benvolio had to be escorted off of the plane by Eliseo and Micro since he was still shaking. Angelo ended up struggling with all of his and Gabriel's family's bags since Gabriel was too busy trying to get Tallulah to put her shoes back on and adjusting his hair in the reflection of the plane windows.
The extended family struggled off the plane, collected their suitcases, and stepped through customs. They stepped out the airport, to find a large tour bus with a holiday rep standing outside. The holiday rep appeared to be of a similar age to most of the adults, and wore her hair in childish pigtails, with jingling reindeer antlers on her head. Gabriel sniggered, and Angelo hit him with his elbow to stop him from making a bitchy remark.
"Is this for the Lapland Christmas package?" asked Juliet "We're the Capulet-Montague-Vincentino-Fulgencio clan"
"Load your suitcases onto the bus, and go and pick a seat. I'll be with you shortly" replied the holiday rep. The family did as instructed, and chose their seat. The holiday rep gazed over at Tybalt for a few seconds long enough to cause Gabriel to start giggling again.
Once everyone was loaded onto the van, and both baby Natalio and baby Briony were settled into their car seats, the holiday rep grabbed a microphone.
"What's your name, sir?" she asked in an overly cheery voice, shoving it in Mercutio's face.
"Mercutio"
"It's...Magical Mercutio!"
"Yay!" cheered Mercutio "I'm magical!"
"And your name, ma'am?"
"Allegra"
"It's...Amazingly Christmassy Allegra!"
"I'm amazing!" cheered Allegra.
"And you are?"
"Romeo"
"It's...Reindeer Romeo! And your name is?"
"Benvolio"
"It's...Bauble Benvolio!"
Eliseo, Micro, Alexei, Rocco, Vittoria, Erin, Tallulah, Saffiro and Didier had begun to giggle as their parents were humiliated.
"You are?"
"Bob" lied Tybalt.
"Your real name, Tybalt!" Mercutio said loudly.
"My name is Bob" Tybalt lied "That man down there, he has mental health issues and just likes calling me stupid names"
"No, he doesn't!" shrieked Vittoria, outraged.
"Don't be a mean old poo poo head, Uncle Tibby! Play along with us!" exclaimed Micro "Don't be boring"
"You're ruining Christmas!" chided Eliseo "Get into the Christmas Spirit, Uncle Tibby!"
"Christmas, Uncle Tibby! Christmas!" cried Saffiro.
"I'm not your uncle!" snapped Tybalt at the three boys. He turned to the tour guide "My real name is Tybalt"
"It's...Turkey Tybalt!"
Hermia burrowed her laughter into her hand.
The tour guide made her way down to the front of the bus, and shook a tambourine "And I'm...Jingle Jill!"
"Look at her jingles!" whispered Micro to Eliseo, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Stop that, you're nine!" Benvolio hushed.
"And this is the Pudding Bus" said Jingle Jill "We'll be getting on the Pudding Bus everyday in order to search for Santa. Now, let's learn the Pudding Bus Song!"
"There's a song?" groaned Angelo.
"It's big, it's round, it's yummy in your tummy. Pudding bus! Pudding bus!"
"How charming" muttered Lord Capulet.
"And now, you've all got to sing it with me!"
"Go on, kids" sniggered Hermia "Sing the Pudding Bus Song"
"It's big, it's round, it's yummy in your tummy. Pudding bus! Pudding bus!" droned the children.
"Er, someone isn't singing!" Jingle Jill made her way down the aisle to Tybalt "You weren't singing!"
"So?"
"Oooh, he's a Scrooge! Everybody boo him!"
"Boo!" yelled Mercutio.
"It's for the kids!" Tybalt cried fustratedly.
"Come on, Tibby darling, it's all good fun!" cooed Regina.
"Now, you've got to sing the Pudding Bus Song, on your own, and I won't go away until you do!"
"Look, if he doesn't feel up to it-" Rosaline began, but she was interrupted.
"You look like you've had a few too many puddings there yourself, plus a bus"
"I beg your pardon?" seethed Rosaline.
"Actually, Mummy has a baby in her tummy" explained Erin matter-of-factly "That's why she is so fat. She doesn't normally eat pudding. Or buses. And even if she's fat, she still looks much better than you do"
"Did I say how much I love that kid?" sniggered Gabriel "Just like her uncle!"
"Mummy pretty" said Didier, reaching for her blonde hair.
"Thank you, darling" Rosaline kissed her son on his forehead, as Jingle Jill moved down the bus, chiding other adults for refusing to sing. Tybalt sighed deeply. This holiday was going to be pure hell. They arrived at the hotel in the dark, and were greeted by the hotel manager. They were all given directions to their rooms, and their keys. Together, the families trooped up the stairs and into their separate rooms.
"I don't want to share a room with Didier!" shouted Erin "He's a boy!"
"Well, this is room we've got, and you'll stay in it whether you like it or not!" Tybalt shouted back "It's only for a few nights. I always had to share a room with my girl cousins, whether I liked it or not, when my family went on holiday!"
"Don't like Erin" Didier stamped his feet "Erin mean!"
"You're mean!" Erin argued back, charging at her younger brother. Tybalt held them off of each other.
"No! You do not fight!" he yelled.
Allegra peered out of the door of their hotel room, and saw Tybalt storming out of the hotel room opposite theirs, with Rosaline shouting at him.
"Hey, kids, guess who's across the corridor?" Allegra pointed. Mercutio and their three children peered out.
"Mean old Uncle Tibby" pouted Vittoria "Daddy's not mad"
"Daddy is mad" corrected Mercutio, picking her up and throwing her in the air "Daddy is mad and proud! Uncle Tibby is normal and boring and ugly"
"Stop tickling me!" shrieked Rocco, as Micro continued tickling his younger brother to the ground.
"Say the magic word and I'll let you go" said Micro.
"Please!"
"That's not it!"
"Well, what is it then?"
"You've got to say it!"
"Let me go!"
"It's tickle time until you say the magic word!"
"Kids! That's enough tickling for one day. We have more pressing matters to attend to" announced Mercutio.
Micro stopped "Like what?"
Mercutio grinned at his kids "Like prank-calling Uncle Tibby on the hotel telephone!"
Down the hallway, Gabriel clasped his fingers to his ears "What the hell is that noise?"
"Uncle Tibby and Aunty Rosaline were telling Erin and Didier off" said Tallulah, kicking off her shoes.
"I don't mean that, I meant that shrieking noise! It sounds like a hyena!"
"Oh, it's probably just Mercutio singing" shrugged Amparo. Gabriel and his children both laughed.
"Is Santa real, daddy?" asked Tallulah.
"Of course he is, sweetie"
"No, he isn't!" Alexei chimed.
"Yes, he is!" Gabriel lied.
"Are we really going to see him?" asked Tallulah "I didn't want to ask the funny holiday rep. She was scary"
"Turkey Tybalt!" Alexei giggled. Gabriel burst out laughing.
"I couldn't believe she'd say such a thing to Rosaline" said Amparo, rocking Natalio.
"I can't believe what Erin said afterwards. It was brilliant" said Gabriel.
"You should never call a lady fat" said Alexei.
"Clever boy" said Gabriel. He ruffled his oldest son's shock of platinum blond hair.
"I wonder if Granddad can hear the noise" said Tallulah.
Angelo was just tucking his clothes away in the draws, and hiding his Christmas presents for his grandchildren away, when there was a massive thump from the room next door. He frowned, wondering what it was.
Lord Capulet, who was in the room nearby, also heard the thump and frowned.
Regina heard the thump in her room. 'Oh, what fun everyone is having!' she thought to herself.
Saffiro landed on Eliseo's bed with another glorious thump.
"Out the way, Saffy!" urged Eliseo. Saffiro climbed off the bed, and Eliseo leapt off the wardrobe and onto his bed. Both boys giggled, and then Saffiro climbed back up onto the chest of drawers and then onto the wardrobe, before leaping off onto Eliseo's bed.
"What are you two doing in here?" asked Hermia, opening the door "Haha! Benvolio, come and have a look at this!"
"What is it?" asked Benvolio, wandering in.
"Do it, Eli!" cried Saffiro, sitting on his own bed. Eliseo sprung off the wardrobe onto the bed. Hermia laughed, but Benvolio gasped, horrified.
"You'll hurt yourselves! Stop it at once!"
"It's funny!" chided Hermia "I'm going to try it!"
"Hermia, no!" cried Benvolio "You'll get stuck between the wardrobe and the ceiling!"
"No, I won't!" Hermia clamoured on top of the chest of drawers and on top of the wardrobe. Benvolio looked on horrified, as she copied her sons and landed on Eliseo's bed "See? I'm fine. I used to do things like this when I was a kid all the time, and I never got hurt"
"Well, if one of you breaks something, then I'm not driving you to the nearest hospital!"
"Ah, the quiet room" sighed Romeo, reclining in an armchair. Juliet sat down on his lap and snuggled up against him.
"I couldn't believe how much Benvolio was shitting himself on that plane"
"Oh, that's just him" sighed Romeo "He's always hated flying. Going by boat isn't much better. He just goes green and starts throwing up. And long car journeys are pure hell. Poor Benny"
"Well, Hermia can deal with it now" Juliet joked.
"Good job we were on hand to take care of the kids"
"I'd rather be looking after two adorable children than a grown man afraid of flying!"
"That's so harsh!"
"But Saffy and Briony are so sweet. And Eliseo's so grown up now. I can't believe he'll be eleven tomorrow"
"It seems like only yesterday my family found out about our new 'surprise member' Both my dad and my uncle couldn't believe Benvolio had it in him"
Juliet chuckled lightly "It all turned out for the best, didn't it?"
"Yeah, it did"
By then, it was about time for dinner. The families made their way through to the hall, and sat down at a large elongated table reserved for them. Erin and Didier were squabbling, and so Tybalt and Rosaline both sat between them. Eliseo and Micro sat together at the corner of the table, and started giggling when Micro told Eliseo what Mercutio had done with the hotel telephone.
"Could my family have the vegetarian options, please?" asked Gabriel to the waiter.
"You're still carrying on with that vegetarian lark?" groaned Angelo.
"Yes!" cried Gabriel "I love animals. How could I bear to eat them?"
"I don't want to eat the cat!" Tallulah cried. The rest of the table laughed at her, but Tallulah looked horrified.
"We're not going to eat the cat. Only crazy savages eat cats. We're having a vegetarian meal" assured Gabriel. The family chatted until their food arrived, and then Jingle Jill jingled into the room.
"Right, tomorrow, we're going husky-riding"
"Huskies!" exclaimed Alexei delightedly. Gabriel smiled at him and squeezed his arm.
"Puppy!" exclaimed Saffiro "Daddy, I want puppy!"
"Yeah, Benvolio, what a great idea! Let's get a dog" said Hermia.
"I don't think that's a good idea" said Benvolio.
"I'd love a dog!" called Eliseo "Please, dad, say we can get a dog when we go back home. It can be my birthday present and my Christmas present all in one!"
"No" said Benvolio.
"Please" whined Hermia, Eliseo and Saffiro. Briony sat up in her armchair, and banged her rattle.
"Dog!" she squealed "Dog!"
"No! I don't like dogs!"
"You don't like dogs, you don't like cats, you don't like rabbits, you don't like guinea pigs, you don't like hamsters or gerbils. What pets can we have?" whined Eliseo.
"Dragon!" exclaimed Saffiro.
"No! I don't like animals"
"But I promise I'll look after it!" pleaded Eliseo.
"I want puppy!" cried Saffiro.
"What do you want a dog for? Pets are annoying" grumbled Lord Capulet.
"Hear, hear!" added Benvolio.
"Cats are wonderful!" cried Regina.
"You should definitely get your children pets!" exclaimed Gabriel loudly "It teaches them responsibility and to treat animals with respect, as well as desensitises them to allergies and stops them from being afraid of animals, particularly dogs. You love the cats, don't you kids?"
Gabriel's children all nodded and agreed in delight. Benvolio groaned softly, but Jingle Jill began talking again.
"Don't forget to wear hats and gloves for the trip, it's going to be cold. And the Pudding Bus will leave at ten 'o' clock prompt, so be there on time"
"God forbid we have to sing that ghastly song" muttered Tybalt.
Allegra's head turned "What was that, Turkey Tybalt?"
"I am not," growled Tybalt "called Turkey Tybalt!"
"Uncle Turkey!" sniggered Alexei.
"I'm not your uncle!"
"Well, what are you then?" asked Alexei "My aunty is your wife, so that makes you my uncle"
"Well, I am your uncle" grumbled Tybalt "But I'm not Eliseo and Micro's uncle, I'm their second cousin or something"
"First cousin once removed" corrected Rosaline.
"So shall I call you cousin Turkey?" asked Micro.
"No!" Tybalt yelled "Call me Tybalt"
"Are we still supposed to call you daddy?" asked Erin.
Tybalt groaned "Yes, sweetheart, you can still call me daddy"
"See you in the morning, my little Puddingers!" called Jingle Jill.
"Puddingers?" asked Amparo, an eyebrow raised.
"I wouldn't even ask" Angelo shook his head.