Title: And the Curtains Fall
Theme: Curtains
Rating: K+
Length: 344 words
The girl stared in horror down at the boy whose head lay in her lap, his skin already pale and cooling from the poison that had robbed him away from her.
Choking back a sob, she made a decision, murmured her farewells to the world, and drew his dagger from his belt, sliding the blade into a new sheathe.
They found them not long after, their bodies still warm with the life that no longer belonged to them. There was mourning, and was justice dealt as their two families embraced like brothers, forgetting their meaningless quarrels.
And then the curtains fell.
"That was pretty good, don't you think?" the auburn haired girl asked, turning to look at the tall man beside her as they walked away from the theatre house.
"The acting was better than most I've seen, I admit, but I have never seen the point of the play in the first place," was the nonchalant reply.
"What, don't you like Romeo and Juliet?" she asked, cocking her head at him.
"Not particularly. It's not very realistic, when you think about it. They get married the day after they meet and then kill themselves three days later. Things don't happen like that."
"What? Don't you believe in love at first sight?" she teased.
His silence is answer enough.
They walked in silence for a little longer, and then the girl gave her tall companion a sly look. She stopped, fixing tragic look on her face. He turned back to face her, frowning in puzzled concern. "Serenity?"
She grinned at him, raising her clasped hands in front of her. "O, happy dagger! This is thy sheathe!" She acted as if she was stabbing herself with her imaginary blade, falling forward when her hands made contact with her stomach.
He smirked and shook his head, catching her as she fell. "All right, Juliet. Let's get you home." He scooped her up, his smirk growing into a smileas she discarded her death act and wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggling closer to her Romeo.
