Magenta - Haha! So will Beatrix! She'll never fancy him again! I always image Tybalt looking a little more like Robert Kazinsky, who played Sean Slater in EastEnders. Tybalt's mum in this story was also based on Sean Slater's mum, Jean, as well.

A - Cool, keep checking my page after this story is finished, because I might have started writing it! Also, yep, I can't wait to get my kittens. I couldn't resist calling one Tybalt, because of the whole 'Prince of Cats' thing. When I get them, I'll probably post some pics of them to my deviantart account, so I'll put a link on my page to that, keep checking.

Now that a truce with Tybalt and Claudio and Paulina has been reached, what it's going to be like? And what will Anthony think of him?


The remaining adult Montagues sat around the table, watching the three Capulet teenagers as they watched them.

"So, what happened to Gabriel after I left?" asked Claudio, breaking the silence.

"They did a scan" said Rosaline "Luckily, his skull wasn't fractured or anything. That horrible cracking sound was just the smack or him hitting the ground. He'd only cut his head open, and they just had to sew it up again. They discharged him as daddy was anxious to get him home and out of that place. I mean, there was this old biddy bagging at least three doctor's attention, just because she'd had a fall. Angelo gets private healthcare anyway, so Gabriel will probably get better treatment at their private hospital anyway if he gets worse"

"That's a relief then!" sighed Paulina.

"The brat deserved it" grunted Anthony.

Rosaline glared at him "No one deserves to smack their head like that. It was scary"

"It was pretty graphic" admitted Tybalt "I mean, there was blood all over the towel. It was so gross"

"You were pretty good at administrating first aid" nodded Paulina.

"Yeah...I've been in a similar situation before" explained Tybalt.

"I expect you have" said Anthony. Tybalt looked at him confused "You're a chip off the old block"

"Thank you?"

"It's nothing to be proud of. One parent is mental, the other is doing a life sentence. Way to go, Tybalt. I'm sure they're both proud of you"

"Shut up" snarled Rosaline before Tybalt could throw his plate of food at him.

"Give it a rest, Anthony. He's been behaving much better" said Paulina, a tone of annoyance in her voice.

"Yeah, just wait until half your valuables are missing"

"I wouldn't want any dirty Montague valuables" hissed Tybalt.

"You tell them, Tibby" encouraged Rosaline.

"That's enough! Everyone, calm down. This was meant to be a nice evening" Paulina instructed.

"Rightly said" added Claudio "So, anything interesting happening at school, you kids?"

"Besides revising for exams? Nothing" replied Rosaline.

"You'll pass" assured Tybalt.

"And so will you. You can do French in your sleep. You know, you actually talk in your sleep, in French!" said Rosaline.

"What does he sound like? 'Le Snore! Le Snore!'" imitated Juliet.

"No...more like 'Vas te fair encule, Mercutio!'" Rosaline replied. Tybalt snorted, and Anthony scowled at them all.

"It isn't funny manipulating people like that"

"It's bloody hilarious" scoffed Tybalt.

"Juliet! What are you doing at school next week?" Paulina interrupted.

"A mock paper for biology and chemistry. We did the physics one last week. We're doing our first modules this year. It's meant to be easier" explained Juliet.

"What would I give to still be doing GCSE level stuff" grumbled Tybalt.

"I thought you said you hated GCSEs and that you'd only ever go through it again if it was a choice between that and Mercutio chasing you with a hot poker stick whilst sadistically singing the Barbie girl song" said Juliet.

Tybalt rolled his eyes "Whatever. It'll all be over in a few months. I can't bloody wait"

"What are you going to do then?" asked Paulina.

Tybalt shrugged "Go full time at the music store. I mean, it can't be difficult, can it? Selling rap CDs to baby gangsters, whilst being able to hop over to the chip shop to get lunch, and earning money for it?"

"And getting belly piercings" added Juliet.

"I'm impressed Uncle Egues hasn't found out yet" nodded Rosaline.

"What are you hoping to do when you finish school, Rosaline?" asked Anthony.

"I'm going to go to university to study economics, or maybe business. And then I'm going to start a business, and get rich, and hire lots of minions to be cruel to" answered Rosaline.

"It's not easy starting a business. Or getting to a stage where you have such minions to be cruel too" Anthony said "I have my nightclub. I had to borrow some money to get it all started about nine or ten years ago. I only paid it off two years ago. I think the kids were about six...because that was the year Benvolio won some prize or something"

"Is it easy, managing all the finances and having to people manage, and all the other stuff you have to do?" asked Rosaline.

"No job is easy I'd say, but if you enjoy it, and it's what you want to do, then go for it. You need to know what you're going to sell, or run, before you do anything. I'd say work for a business, whilst making your own plans, to gain experience. And most importantly, run a business about something that you like. It will motivate you to put in the extra work, rather than just be another project"

"All right" Rosaline nodded "Thanks"