Disclaimer: Once again, not mine.

A/N:  Heh heh  I'm back!! AND I got a bunch of reviews!!  5 in just 12 days!!  People, study these reviewers.  Learn from them and their review-y ways.

evilficus:  yes, I know, I'm great, what can I say.  Your fic, The Slash (rated M for mature) is pretty good, too ((shameless plug, but I owe you))

Sharie: (in monotone) your wish is my command.

JestaAriadne: yeah, well,  Eiffel 69's 'I'm Blue' is, was, and will forever be one of my Favorite Songs Ever!!!

Eponine54: Of course I'll keep it up!  R&J rulz

A/N: PS, This chapter is dedicated to Gunthor!! ^_^;

Act 1: Scene 1

(the chorus enters, heavily bruised.  One member has a tomato in his ear)

Chorus-

Well, the world didn't seem to appreciate our tribute to Eiffel 69.

Random People-

Boo! Hiss!!

Chorus-

Um, so, we'll, uh, just tell you what's going on: Two servants are walking down the street.  They have Capulet outfits on andswords and… ooh, shiny swords!! ^_^

(a brick hits them in the head)

RP-

Focus!

Chorus-

Oh, yeah! Um… So… they have swords and, um tights, and, uh, um, CODPIECES!!

RP-

Eww!! Too much information!! Just start the bleeding scene!

Chorus-

Fine! The scene opens!

Sampson-

Ya know, those Montagues are waaay too full 'a themselves!

Gregory-

So whadda ya gonna do about it?

Sampson-

Duh, what do I always do when those dorks think they're so hot?

Gregory-

Um… run away?

Sampson-

No, I open a can o whoopass upon their sorry asses!

Gregory-

Oh, you do not.

Sampson-

Yes, I DO!  And then I… ya know… with their women.

Gregory-

Yeah right, you know you're a virgin.

Sampson-

No I'm not!

Gregory-

You're afraid of women!

Sampson-

No, I'm NOT!

Gregory- (over Sampson's shoulder)

Good afternoon, Miss.

Sampson-

EEK!

Gregory-

Gotcha!

Sampson-

Hey!

Gregory-

Oh, here they come now.

Sampson- (terrified)

Who, girls?

Gregory-

No, Some Monties

Sampson-

Grr…

(Here come two Montagues, Abram and Balthazar)

Sampson-

Okay, I've got my sword.  Why don't ya pick a fight, I'm right behind ya!

Gregory-

Yeah, waaaay behind me.

Sampson-

Don't worry.

Gregory-

Oh, I'm worried.

Sampson-

Fine, we'll make them start it.

Gregory-

Fine. (to the Monties) Good afternoon, miss.

Abram-

Hey, I'm a GUY.

Gregory-

Oh, so you are.  I see you work for the Montagues.

Balthazar-

How'd you know?

Gregory-

Umm… you've got their insignia on your codpiece.

Abram- (blush)

Why are you looking… at… our codpieces?

Sampson-

They're kinda hard ta miss, ya know.  What kinda flamers put glitter on their codpiece?

Balthazar-

Are you saying we're gay?

Sampson- (to Gregory)

What happens if I say yes?

Gregory- (to Sampson)

They cut off your balls and feed them to their dogs.

Sampson- (to Balthazar)

No, I'm just saying, they're, um, eye catching?

Abram-

Jeez, stop staring!!

Gregory-

What do you mean by that?

Abram-

Nothing.

Gregory-

Are you tryin' ta start somethin'?

Abram-

No.

Sampson-

'Cause if ya are, I'm ready for ya!  My master is as good as yours.

Abram-

What, no better?

Sampson-

Well…

(Benvolio shows up)

Gregory-

Say "better", here comes another one.

Sampson-

Yeah.  Much better

Abram-

You lie. t

Sampson-

Have at you!

(they fight)

Benvolio-

Stop it you morons!!  The Ruler-Formerly-Known-As-Prince has…

(enter Tybalt)

Tybalt-

Yo, Benvolio, you chicken!  Are you attacking these poor servants?  I'll fight you.

Benvolio-

No, you won't.  I'm trying to break this up.  Now, put your sword away, or help me!

Tybalt-

You've got your big pointy-stabby thing…

RP-

Sword?

Tybalt-

I can handle this thanks.

(stabs hapless random person)

Now, as I was saying, You're drawn, and you talk of peace.  I hate peace.  I hate it like HF1L, and

Monties, and you.

Benvolio- (under his breath)

That's not what you said last night…

Tybalt-

What?!

Benvolio-

Nothing…

Tybalt-

DIE!!

(a battle ensues.  It is a battle for honor, love, and, well, mostly cause they like blood)

(Prince Escalus finally graces the scene, bringing the cops with him)

Cop1-

Break out the pepper spray boys!

Cop2+3-

Take this, Capulet/Montague scum!

(uh-oh, old peoples!! It's Mr. +Mrs. Capulet!)

Capulet-

What's going on?  Lady, give me muh sword!  I wanna fight too!

Lady-

You idiot!  You can't even stand without me.  And if you think I'm getting killed in there because you want some action, you've got another thing coming!

Capulet-

B-but, Montague gets to fight!

(Montague and his wife show up)

Montague-

Lookee! It's Capulet!  I wanna fight him!

Lady-

No!  You will do no such thing!

Prince-

Hear ye, hear ye.  We, our royal highness the Ruler-Formerly-Known-As-Prince Escalus, do hereby decree that you stink!  If I see, one more sword, you will either die, or be kicked out of town.  I define sword as anything you cannot have as a carry-on on Verona Airlines.  Now, leave.  That's right, all of you.

(all depart)

Wait!  You, old man Capulet.  You will accompany us.  Montague expect us later.

Montague-

Ok, who started this?  It was those Capulets wasn't it.  Grrr…

Lady-

Benvolio what happened?

Benvolio-

It was those servants.  Two Capulets and two of ours were fighting.  So I tried to break them up, and that moron Tybalt ran up and attacked me.  He was completely unprovoked, I swear.

Lady-

We believe you.  Oh, by the way, have you seen Romeo? I didn't see him in the 'epic battle'.

Benvolio-

Ummm…I think I saw him moping around in the woods, three hours ago.  Seemed really broken up.  He was carrying this huge bottle of vodka I remember…

Lady-

Oh, that's nice…

Montague-

What do you MEAN, that's nice?  Romeo's in the woods getting hammered!

Lady-

So?

Montague-

This has to stop.  Ben, talk with him.  If you can't stop his delinquent behavior, I'm taking out my belt and beating his candy ass!

Benvolio-

No, I'll take care of it!  Please leave your belt on your pants!

Lady-

Let's go, dear.

Benvolio-

Yes, please, go.

(they exit and Romeo shows up)

Benvolio-

'Morning, cuz'

Romeo-

Is it only morning?

Benvolio-

It's 9 a.m.

Romeo-

I'm actually so wasted I can't see the sun.

Ben(volio, I'm just sick of writing it out)-

Sober up, you slush (throws a random bucket of ice water [don't ask me where he got it] on Romeo's head)

Romeo-

WHOO that's cold!  Sorry, I'm just depressed.

Ben-

Why?

Romeo-

It's a long story.

Ben-

Lemme guess… Your in love?

Romeo-

Out

Ben-

Out of what?

Romeo-

Love!

Ben-

How can you be out of love?

Romeo-

(bursts into tears)

Ben-

Ookay

Romeo-

She was so beautiful.  She was the sun and the moon and… (blah blah blah, romantical crap no one wants to hear…)… and she didn't love me.

Ben-(fell asleep in the middle of the story)

Snore…  Huh, oh, are you finished?

Romeo-

Yeah

Ben-

So, are you going to tell me who she is?

Romeo-

She was light and…

Ben-

Her name?

Romeo-

Oh!! The fair Rosaline.

Ben-

That cow?  She a Capulet!!

Romeo-

But she's so purdy!  She's the purdiest girl in the world!

Ben-

No she's not.

Romeo-

Name one girl whose prettier.

Ben-

Let's see, there's Josephine, and Mariah, and…

Romeo-

I said ONE!

Ben-

Besides, isn't Rosaline a nun?

Romeo-

Yes. T_T  She has forsaken love…

Ben-

Meaning you'll never get lucky.

Romeo-

Jerk.