Magenta - Don't worry about it, my internet is also super screwy at the worst times! I consider Rosaline to be a Femme Fatale. Smart, clever, and calculating on the inside, and stunningly beautiful on the outside to draw men into her trap. And thanks about the kitties! I can't wait to get them.

A - Yeah, Beatrix is pretty funny, but also the sister from hell! But thanks to Mercutio and Hermia, she'll never fancy Robert Pattinson and Justin Dweeber (Great name) again!

Oreoskidz - Lol, yeah, if there's anyone Benvolio threatens with violence...then it's his annoying twin sister! And go ahead, draw Hermia and Benvolio together! Do you want some descriptions of them? Have you got deviantart? I want to see it!

After a hectic weekend, it's finally Sunday evening. And who turns up on the Montague's doorstep?


All teenagers in the Montague household decided to have an early night on Sunday as they had school the next day. Tybalt was snoring within minutes, and Rosaline (after the party, she, Tybalt and the Montagues had come to an understanding about the sleeping arrangements) lay awake listening to it, almost wishing she was in a different room. In the room down the corridor, Juliet was silently sleeping. One of Lady Montague's dogs, Eddie, was sleeping at the foot of her bed.

"I'm so glad they're behaving themselves" said Paulina, as she cuddled up to her husband on the sofa.

"Me too" replied Claudio "Juliet's a nice girl. Rosaline is certainly interesting in her own right. And Tybalt's...not as bad as he seemed"

Paulina lifted her head from his arm "Do you think the whole prank-calling thing was true? Would our Romeo ever do something like that?"

"I don't know" admitted Claudio "No teenager is an angel. We'll talk to him when he gets back. We'll see him on Friday evening"

"It will be nice to have our own teenager to boss around again"

They both chuckled, and went back to idly watching the TV. The doorbell rang.

"Who is it now?" grumbled Claudio.

"Remember when Tybalt and Juliet both arrived here, and couldn't even find the door?" chuckled Paulina.

"Yes" said Claudio, getting up. Paulina followed, but hung back in the hallway to let Claudio do the talking.

A young blonde woman in her early thirties stood in the doorway, carrying a suitcase. Her hair was windswept, and she looked tired.

"Lady Capulet? What brings you here?" asked Lord Montague.

"I need to speak to Juliet"

"I'm afraid this isn't good timing. It's very late, and Juliet is asleep"

"Well, it's urgent" Lady Capulet wiped some blonde hair off her face "I don't know if you know this, but I've left her dad because he's a cold, emotionally frozen, misogynistic old man. And I've taken his credit card and booked into a hotel somewhere. And I want Juliet with me, if that's all right with me"

"You can't just turn up and take her. Escalus will..." began Paulina.

"I don't care about Escalus and his stupid experiment. At least let me speak to her. And don't, I repeat, let Tybalt know I'm here. He'll always be on Egues' side"

"What about me?" Rosaline stood in the hallway, wearing a pink silky nightie and a dressing gown to match. She looked from the Montagues to Lady Capulet; her plucked eyebrows raised "What's going on?"

"Nothing, Rosaline, go back to bed" instructed Lady Capulet.

"To what? Tybalt snoring like a bloody jackhammer? As if I'll get any sleep tonight! What's going on?"

"I've come for Juliet. So, you can take your selfish self back to Tybalt, and let me speak to her, on my own"

"Excuse me?" breathed Rosaline.

"Don't worry about this, Rosaline, we'll sort it out" assured Paulina. Rosaline turned reluctantly, looked back at Lady Capulet as the Montagues turned with their backs to Rosaline to face her. Rosaline stuck her middle finger up, and hurried away, gloating about the shocked look on her face.

"Are you sure this can't wait until morning?" asked Claudio.

"No! Or else Egues will find out"

"Fine" sighed Paulina "I'll show you to her room"