A/N: So much interest already! So glad I'm not the only one that adores this film! Thank you to: Delly123, DebbDebb Mcawesome, PLLs Forever, Alyssa128 and Zodiac-FC. Your reviews motivated me to update faster, (a miracle on its own accord). Here's the first 'official' chapter of "Sparks Fly" and I do sincerely hope you enjoy. Rachel.
Summary: What would've happened if Tybalt hadn't been in the alley? And Benny had stayed silent before he ran? My twist on this loveable story, right from the beginning! AU (sort of).
Gnomeo & Juliet - Sparks Fly.
Chapter 1 - In The Beginning.
Juliet Capulet loathed being liberated from the freedom the other red gnomes of the red garden had, all because of her father's overprotective nature. The brunette did not take the matter of her apparent "delicacy" lightly and her independent nature dared her to twist the concrete rules her father had set her.
Green eyes, however, did understand why he was so protecting. She knew her father did not want her to undergo the same fate as her mother; knew that the pain of losing his daughter would break him, but Juliet was all too aware she could not stand to be tucked away on a pedestal for the remainder of her life.
Which was why the girl found herself climbing her way up a tree, found standing proud in the red garden. She smiled slightly, feeling the small sense of anticipation she always felt when she knew that was she was doing something her father would not permit. Her smile only grew as she heard the cheers from the back alley; her father was occupied by the lawnmower race between Tybalt and some blue, an event she was forbidden to attend. Judging by the cheers, the blue was winning.
Damn.
Juliet was not dense. Well aware of the consequences of even attempting to sneak into the back alley did not deter her from watching the race, hence the reason she had dared climb up the tree. If she could not watch the race from the back alley, why not watch the race from the red garden? No one had even thought of forbidding her to do that.
The brunette hauled herself up onto a branch and grinned at her triumph. Her father thought she was delicate? Ha!
Nimbly, she walked across the branch and pulled away the leaves that obstructed the view of the back alley. Her eyes wandered the scene below her, before lazily scanning the horizon. The lawnmowers were out of her view at the moment.
Green eyes suddenly widened and Juliet's mouth formed the perfect 'o' shape. On the roof of a greenhouse in the garden adjacent to the red garden, grew a majestic exotic white flower. Its petals curled upwards towards the sun, gently inviting the rays to share its serenity.
"Wow! A cupid's arrow orchid!"
Juliet's mouth curved into a grin. This was it! This was the golden opportunity she had been waiting for; the one flower that would send those damned blues crying in shame and despair! The one flower that would maybe grant her the freedom she craved…
"Juliet!"
"Huh?" Green eyes blinked, as her head turned automatically to her father's voice. She turned, a little disorientated and fell. "Woah!"
On her descent she saw her father's eyes fill with fear and was aware of the fact that he was doing everything in his power to resist the temptation to close his eyes. However, Juliet was not as delicate as her father thought. Catching herself on a lower branch, she aimed her dismount, landing on the leaf of a large plant and gracefully slipping down to stand on the patio. The brunette's smile grew and she shook her head fondly in the direction of her father, who seemed to be realising that she was indeed a whole ceramic and not ceramic pieces.
Juliet rolled her eyes, unable to contain her excitement. "Hiya Dad. You won't believe what I just found!-"
"Do you want to get smashed?"
"-A flower that'll put that blue garden to shame! Just across the alley!"
Lord Redbrick grabbed his daughter's hand, as his eyebrows lowered sternly. "This feud business is none of your concern." Juliet slumped, dejected, as her father pulled her towards that bloody pedestal. "And as leader of this garden, it's up to me-"
"Uh, I am a red after all."
Lord Redbrick glared at the young brunette, ignoring her remark. "Oh, you're just as impulsivated as your mother was! Bless her to bits…"
The brunette smiled sadly as her father's eyes glazed over for a nanosecond. She missed her mother, despite that fact that she couldn't remember her. Juliet was young when her mother passed and was aware of the fragility of the subject around her father, squashing her curiosity on asking exactly how her mother died.
Lord Redbrick composed himself, nudging Juliet up the stairway. "Now, back where you belong."
Belong? Since when was she an object? An item to possess? Juliet Capulet was not a belonging.
She turned her back on her father, bitterness barely concealed in her voice. "I can't stay tucked away on this pedestal all my life."
"Don't you see?" Her father almost seemed to plead. "When will you realise you're delicate?"
If Juliet hated something more than the blue garden, it was that word.
"I am NOT delicate!" The brunette spun, kicking her rose in her father's direction.
Unfortunately Nanette was in the rose's path. Plucking the rose from her mouth she sighed. "She's definitely not delicate."
Lord Redbrick glared before turning and descending the stairs. "Stubborn girl."
Juliet sighed in frustration. Why did everyone in this garden think she was fragile? Think she was, urgh, delicate. All her life she had done nothing to suggest she was even close to that! Her eyes found themselves drawn to the cupid's arrow orchid across the alley. How had she not noticed it before now?
Juliet smile grew devious. She was going to prove them all wrong. "Delicate? I'll show you who's delicate."
The blonde cowgirl ran out in front of the two lawnmowers, daisy in hand. "Okay boys. Ya'll know the rules, so I don't need to repeat them. But I'm gonna', cause I wanna' and here they are: no biting, no scratching, no kicking, no burping, no slurping, no cussing, no squalling, no heeing, no hawing and more than anything NO cheating!"
Gnomeo Montague smirked as Dolly pointed her daisy at Tybalt Capulet in accusation. Blue eyes narrowed in excitement as Gnomeo felt the beginning of an adrenaline rush overtake him. Restlessly, he pulled at wires of the lawnmower. He wanted to race.
"No cheating?" The monotonous deer from the red garden was glaring at the cowgirl. "Hey, that's not fair!"
Gnomeo grinned, glancing at Tybalt confidently. Tybalt sneered back, shifting recklessly.
"Now, on your marks. Get set-"
The cowgirl raised her daisy above her head, and Tybalt pulled on the wires of the lawnmowers speeding ahead, causing her to jump out of danger's path.
"-Go, go, go!"
Gnomeo pulled on the wires of his trusty lawnmower, intent on catching up with Tybalt, grinning at the cheers and the rush of the race. The mowers flew down the alley path, neither gaining advantage. Tybalt slammed angrily into Gnomeo's mower attempting to knock him out of the race. He was neck on neck with Tybalt, fighting for first place, when he saw an opening. Laughing, he overtook the red by racing up a ramp, winking at the loser behind him. Turning his head forward, he focused on manoeuvring the mower for a safe landing.
Suddenly, Gnomeo lost control of the lawnmower in mid air. Jumping off, blue eyes widened as the lawnmower came to rest on the edge of the alleyway, wrecked. What the hell just happened? One minute he was racing and the next he was lying on the ground? He stood dusting himself down.
"A cheat! A cheat! That's what you are!"
Gnomeo turned startled at the sound of his cousin's voice and ran back towards the starting line. Cheat?
"Well Benny, I didn't think it was possible but your mouth is getting even bigger than your hat!"
Tybalt kicked Benny into the side of the fence. Gnomeo felt a flare of anger.
"Tybalt! You just crossed the line!"
"Yeah." The bigger gnome sneered. "The finish line. Adios, losers."
There was a collections of laughs and sneers as the reds retreated into their garden. Benny rushed forward, kicking the fence as it swung shut. "Come on out and fight like a gnome!"
Gnomeo watched his friend that crossed his arms in frustration. "Flower boy won't come out."
The crowd of blues had gathered murmuring in shock and outrage.
"You gotta' do something!"
"You cant let them get away with that!"
Gnomeo let his eyes fall over the blue crowd that was muttering angrily. Lady Blueberry stood on the outside of the blue garden's gate. She caught her son's gaze and nodded softly. He was smart, daring and brave. He had the same sparkle in his eye as his father had, whenever he was excited. Whatever was going on inside his mind, it'd be the perfect revenge. There was no need for permission.
Gnomeo grinned at his mother's approval and turned his gaze towards the red fence. "Well if he won't come out, I guess we'll just have to go in."
The collection of gasps only caused him to smile wider. It was perfect. Why hadn't he thought of this before?
Benny looked confused. "The red garden? But no-one's ever been in there."
"Then it's about time someone did." Gnomeo grinned at his best mate. "And payback is gonna' be fun."
A/N: It has only begun.. Haha! If you would be so kind, reviews would be the straw to my berry. Until next time! Rachel.