Dawnstar94 - Oh, no problem. I might make a facebook group for the Child Swap series where I'll post updates about how it's coming along, so if you want to join just let me know.

iluvshinjimina - Yes, Ros and Tibby will be in here. How could I leave them out?

Well, things appear to be going well for the students of Venice. Somehow, I don't think that's going to last. And, today, we find out a little bit about Benvolio's childhood.

Beatrix was back from work. Today, she'd waxed several noo noos, plucked several pairs of eyebrows, manicured countless pairs of hands and pedicured countless pairs of feet. She wandered down the hallway, feeling hungry and wanting something to eat after a long day.

Beatrix still lived at home, as she didn't have enough money to buy her own place yet. It was so unfair – Anthony paid Benvolio's share of his new home, his university fees, bills, upkeep, and half of Eliseo's upkeep on top of that. Not only that, but he'd paid for Hermia's engagement ring and had agreed to pay for half the wedding, whenever that happened.

And they weren't exactly rolling it in either. Sure, they were Montagues, meaning they were rich, but Anthony was a second son and usually refused to accept any financial assistance from his elder brother. He was prideful, and preferred to pave his own way as a business man. He owned a nightclub and had invested in several other local businesses. Beatrix's mother had also owned a bookstore, that had been in trust under Anthony's name for Benvolio until he was twenty one. Benvolio and Hermia had worked in it to earn some spare cash for themselves, but even so, Anthony still paid for most their upkeep.

After wandering around for five minutes, it appeared her dad wasn't here. With a shrug, Beatrix began to help herself to some snacks. She wasn't obsessed with weight loss and staying in shape like Rosaline, although she was a very girly girl, so she helped herself to whatever she liked. Beatrix went out partying with her friends most nights, so she burnt off whatever calories she ate.

She was just about to throw away an empty packet in the bin, when she caught sight of a white fresh, but crumpled, piece of paper. Beatrix picked it up, and her eyes skimmed the page. It was full of confusing words, like BAILIFF and FINAL DEMAND, and DEBT.

"Shit" muttered Beatrix, wondering whether or not this affected her.

"What are you doing with my bill?"

Beatrix whirled around to face her dad "Are they going to take our stuff away?"

Anthony marched forwards and grabbed the bill from her hands "Don't worry about it. It's my business"

"But what about all the stuff we buy? Like your ipad. And anyway, you said you were going to buy me tickets to go to the premiere of Breaking Dawn Part II"

Anthony rolled his eyes "Whatever, Beatrix. It's nothing for you to worry about. Just carry on as normal and let me deal with it"

He crumpled the bill again and stuffed into the bin again, this time deeper than before. Beatrix watched confused, and then went back to making her snack.

"Why are you back from work?" asked Beatrix.

"None of your business" sighed Anthony.

"Why not?"

"Because" snapped Anthony. Beatrix raised her plucked eyebrows. She wasn't used to him not answering her. She had always been a big time daddy's girl, and he had favoured her over Benvolio during their childhood and adolescence. Well, that didn't surprise Beatrix. Benvolio always kicked up a fuss whenever Anthony had a new girlfriend and whined most the time, so of course Anthony preferred her.

"When are you going to Venice to visit Benvolio?" asked Beatrix.

"Some day soon. Not today. Maybe not tomorrow. I need to give them some time to tidy up. I bet Mercutio's already trashed the place"

"Or painted it pink. I love pink. When I get my new place, do you reckon he'll paint that pink for me too?"

"No idea" Anthony rolled his eyes, and left his daughter in the kitchen.

Beatrix just shrugged. Well, he'd told her not to worry and that it was his business. So, she'd leave it. Beatrix didn't know much about money, anyway. Her ex boyfriend had nearly conned her out of two hundred pounds, and it was none other than Tybalt Capulet who'd helped her get it back. If her dad had told her not to worry and carry on as normal, then she would do just that. There was a pair of earrings she had her eye on, after all.