wow, someone read it 0.0 i'm thinking that i'll end every time someone leaves, unless that's too little of writing. scene 1 is pretty big compared to the rest of the scenes in this act, so that's why i'm splitting it up- it's not one big read, but you can leave and come back. it's also easier for me ^^''

another thing: benedick has a fur coat 0.0 just warning you now. very scary, I know- I wrote it ^^''

and another: i have to admit, creating some insults that are kinda new are hard *can't let then insult eachother like they did when this is supposed to be modern!* so bear with me. also, some of the lines I may have misunderstood....sorry ^^''

as I said, these are shakespeare's characters, not mine!! i'm just....giving them a renovation....enjoy! +- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - + +- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - + +- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - + +- - - - - - - - - - - - - - +
Act 1:1:2

"What's up Leo?" Pedro called when he came through the door. "Was it good to come here, are you ready for stained carpets?"

"Your not any trouble at all. When you come, this house livens up, but when you leave, it'll be lonely again." Leonato replied.

Pedro laughed. "I think you're too willing to for your own good." He looked around, and spotted Hero right beside Leonato, but more towards the back. "I'm guessing that's your sister Hero?" he asked.

"I've been told many times so," Leonato replied.

"What, do you ask her or something?" another voice questioned. In came the Benedick, decked out in some ruddy pants, camouflage, and on the top of that, a fur coat.

"I have no need Benedick, you were just a child when she was born so you posed no threat." Leonato chuckled. Everyone gave a good laugh.

"Benedick, you are sometimes very dumb" Pedro sighed. He looked towards Hero and Leonato, saying, "I can see that you two are brother and sister, not only by looks but your politeness."

"If she looked like Leonato, though," Benedick whispered to himself, "wouldn't she have a goatee like him too?"

"Why the hell are you talking? No one is listening," Beatrice cut in.

"Ah, the lady who looks down on everyone, your still living?" Benedick joked.

Beatrice flung her long, tight braid with a simple wave of a hand, retorting, "How can I die when people like you still live?" Everyone sighed- they were standing on a verbal battlefield.

"All women love me but you as usual, Beatrice," Benedick sighed sarcastically, "Thank goodness for I will never be with one girl!"

"Yes, thank goodness, no girl will be unlucky and somehow get stuck with you. As for me, I am the same and I will stay single forever."

"Amen to that, the unfortunate who would get stuck with you would end up bruised."

"Doesn't make a difference if he has the same face as you."

"Your getting better at mocking, I see."

"Anything of mine is better than yours."

Benedick stopped the quickening pace. He shook his finger, saying, "I once had a car as fast as your tongue, but it broke down. Hopefully yours doesn't, for I enjoy insulting you."

"You always end with some broken down car Benedick- your getting predictable."

Pedro cleared his throat, making all eyes turn to him. Even though Leonato was still the older, Pedro was used to taking charge by now. Leonato told him to, for it would give Pedro the experience. "This is the conclusion. We're staying at least for a month, but Leonato begs to stay more. He is really speaking the truth, too."

"I will make sure I am a good host to you all," Leonato alleged. Most of the people were leaving when he turned to a person in the back of the group of exiting guys wearing black, saying, "I 'm letting you come in too, John. Your troubles are behind you, so I fully trust that you will behave."

The guy looked at him blankly. John was Pedro's younger brother, but was thrown out of the house when he was arrested for smuggling drugs. After a year he went on parole for he had good behavior and returned home, where he was welcomed. The delinquent bowed his head slightly in acknowledgement, replying, "Thank you- I usually don't say much, (I'm more of a listener), but thank you."

Leonato turned to Pedro, yelling over the herd of people "To the kitchen?"

"To the kitchen- the team is starving!" Pedro called back.

Everyone exited except for Benedick, for his sleeve was caught in a hand. He turned around to find his new 'host', Claudio, holding him back.

"Can, can I talk to you for a moment?" Claudio asked, almost nervously, "Alone?"

"Sure," Benedick said, "why don't we sit down?" He gestured to the big leather couch with the large TV screen in front of it. Flipping a few channels, he stopped at MTV. "What's up?"

"Claudio looked around, checking to see if anyone was near. He then nudged Benedick's arm, saying, "Did you see LeonatoÕs sister, Hero?"