Chapter 20: Too young to understand

Authors note: Thanks for the reviews guys! I really love them! Now I would like to dedicate this chapter to one of my loyal reviewers JusSonic, as he was looking forward to this chapter. Now all of your questions are answered! Enjoy!

Over the next two years things went well enough for both gardens. Despite several situations including: Tybalt's issues with his parents, Wisteria having constant nightmares about the feud and what it could lead to, and Miss Montague and Mr Capulet's little scraps each morning. But other than that things were going pretty smoothly. Tybalt had just celebrated his sixth birthday and Gnomeo was almost five years old. Little Juliet was still three years old, but she was growing very well for her age! And now all three children could speak almost properly and do things their parents weren't too keen on.

Blueberry and Gnorman were concerned for their little Gnomeo. Every so often he would wonder off and find himself in some sought of trouble, and despite his parents warnings Gnomeo continued to explore new places and found himself in more trouble than it was worth. And not just with his parents…

With Redbrick and June on the other hand, little Juliet wanted to go and hang around with the other children but Redbrick was a very stubborn and protective father and he confined her to play by herself just like Pansy did with Tybalt.

Miss Montague and Mr Capulet were up to their usual tricks as always. Blaming each other for different incidents when really it was all of the gnomes doing. While Miss Montague blamed Mr Capulet for damaging her new washing line, Mr Capulet blamed her for breaking his new bench. All of this was really of Pansy's and Gnorman's doing. Gnorman wanted pay back on the reds for destroying their washing line so he catapulted a giant rock over their garden which caught on Mr Capulet's bench and seriously damaged it. Fortunately for the reds, no one was hurt in the incident but Blueberry and Gnorman got a mouthful from both Redbrick and June and even Pansy for it.

This morning was an easy morning. After a small April shower the weather had cleared up and the sun had come out making the day fine and fresh. Miss Montague was out in her garden trimming her grass with her lawnmower when she heard a loud thud and an extremely piercing yelp from next door. Miss Montague turned off her lawnmower and curiously glanced over her fence, and the sight she was seeing was an amusing one. It was Mr Capulet cursing to himself while sucking his thumb. He had obviously got a bit too carried away with building his new wooden bench and managed to somehow get a splinter. Miss Montague couldn't help herself; this was yet another great moment to pass up a sarcastic comment.

"Aww has Mr Capulet got a booboo? Want me to kiss it better?" Miss Montague sniggered and Mr Capulet turned around when he instantly heard her voice. He snarled and stood up and shook his throbbing thumb.

"I wouldn't put my thumb anywhere near you. Knowing you, you'd probably bite it off and give it to your dogs," Mr Capulet spat nastily receiving the normal cool look for Miss Montague.

"Feisty today aren't we? What's wrong Mr Capulet woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?" Miss Montague then corrected herself "oh wait I forgot, you wake up like this every morning!"

"Don't push it lady, I'm not in the mood!" Mr Capulet huffed.

"You never are," Miss Montague muttered "well anyway I am going out after work today to buy a new washing line, and I hope you don't cut it to shreds this time."

"How many times do I have to get it into your thick head you crazy woman? I didn't touch your stupid washing line!" Mr Capulet shouted obviously very agitated. They had this argument too many times!

"Well I wouldn't say anyone else did. My other next door neighbours are on holiday so I can't accuse them of what you did," Miss Montague replied.

"Listen you witch, I didn't even go near your washing line, and besides which you went and broke my bench into several pieces so you can keep talking!" Mr Capulet exclaimed. Miss Montague then checked her watch and noticed what the time was.

"I would love to continue this lovely banter Mr Capulet but as you can see I have to go to work, continue this later!" Miss Montague waved causally as she walked away leaving Mr Capulet to mutter curses to himself while he tried to put his new bench together.

Over the next few hours Mr Capulet had finally given up on attempting to build his new bench and went out for a long drive to the store and argue with the firm for a refund for a faulty bench. While he was out and Miss Montague was at work, the gnomes went about their daily routines but for two gnomes in particular, this day was about to get crazy.

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"Gnomeo dear, come and help me plant these flowers," Blueberry called over to her son who sat playing with his toy car contentedly. Gnomeo remained where he sat and glanced over towards his working mother and his eyes drooped a little.

"But mummy," Gnomeo wined. Blueberry put her dirty hands on her hips and looked down at her son sternly.

"No don't you but mummy me Gnomeo. Come over here and give mummy and hand," Blueberry ordered softly but her son still wouldn't come over. He just sat up and waved his blue toy car around stubbornly.

"But I'm playing with my toy car mummy," Gnomeo protested and Blueberry rolled her eyes and sighed in a frustrated manner.

"You can play with that later Gnomeo, come over here now!"

"Oh alright," Gnomeo finally gave in and picked himself up before running over to his mother to help her with her jobs.

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"And so, the plan is that we smash their gate in using sharp pieces of metal," Boris said crossing his arms triumphantly as he addressed the tiny red gnomes. They were having one of their daily 'lets crash the blue garden' meetings but for one occasion Pansy wasn't attending. She was too busy arguing with her brother and sister in-law. Boris had decided to take charge on the raid today and his plans were straight forward enough. But he was dealing with the little gnomes who shared one brain cell between the lot of them which made things complicated and frustrating for Boris to get his plans of action into their thick hats.

"But Mr Boris?" One of the little gnomes called from the back waving his little arm in the air trying to get the big gnomes attention.

"Yes what is it gnome number 3?" Boris sighed.

"He knows my name," the gnome muttered proudly amongst the other little red gnomes "I was wondering… where do you plan on getting these sharp bits of metal?"

"The garden shed of course," Boris explained and then muttered to himself aimlessly "gosh were these gnomes made dumb or were they dropped on the hat when they were little?"

"What was that Mr Boris?" All of the gnomes asked in unison. Boris was relieved to know they didn't hear what he had said.

"N-nothing! Now get back to work!" Boris ordered and the little gnomes scattered quicker than a mouse with a chunk of cheese.

Meanwhile at the other end of the garden Pansy was storming along with her brother and her sister in-law she so despised. She did not look happy, well… when ever was Pansy happy?

"I'm just telling you Pansy," Redbrick began trying to remain calm "your plans of attack are pointless!"

"Pointless?" Pansy scoffed "here I am protecting this entire garden from them stupid blues next door, while our so called 'leader' does bugger all about them. And you have the nerve to call it pointless?"

"Yes Pansy and he has a right to call it pointless." June exclaimed "you attack the blue gnomes day in and day out and drive them to madness, yet they don't retaliate on us as much as you do on them. Sure they may have broken our new bench the other day, but what's the point of us fighting over it? You're only making matters worse by fighting with your own fire. The blues don't wish to harm us. So when is this going to stop?"

"Don't wish to harm us huh? Just wait until they make their next move. I tell you it won't be pretty. And soon you two will realize what those gnomes across that fence are capable of. You'll see. I am fighting for justice!" Pansy then walked off into the bushes leaving the two leaders with mixed opinions.

"Justice my arse," June muttered aloud.

"June!" Redbrick said in disgust at her saying such a word.

"What?" June shrugged in surprise "you know what she just said was a bunch of lies! And yet you put up with it!"

"Well what do you expect me to do?" Redbrick asked "she's my sister."

"I expect you to fight back that's what. Show her who's in charge around here. Or is she right? Are you the weakling she wants you to be?" June then shook her head and headed off in the opposite direction leaving Redbrick dazed and confused. His wife had never been this forceful before. But perhaps along with everything else around him, she was changing.

Redbrick walked over to Juliet who sat near the pond gazing at her reflection curiously. Redbrick noticed she was extremely close to the edge. It reminded him of the time June had fell in that very pond and he had heroically saved her. But times were different back then, and unlike June who was an adult and could swim, Juliet was only a small child and had a very slim chance of making it out again.

"JULIET NO!" Redbrick yelled as he ran over and picked his daughter as she bent down to touch the water with her tiny hand. Juliet was taken aback when she heard her father yell, rush over to her like a mad headless chicken gnome and pick her up with his sturdy hands. When he finally put her down Juliet looked up at her father with a puzzled look as he was breathing heavily and relieved.

"Daddy! What was all that about?" Juliet asked rubbing her chin with her tiny delicate hand.

"I'm sorry my daughter, it's just you were very close to the edge of that pond and I saw visions of you falling in and hurting yourself." Redbrick said finally getting over that little avoided incident.

"Well I'm fine daddy; I can take care of myself. I'm a big girl now!" Juliet boasted proudly causing her father to smile down at her.

"If only," Redbrick muttered before explaining to his young daughter "you are only three years of age Juliet; you are no where near being a strong girl."

"I am too! Mummy said so!" Juliet argued back grinning. Redbrick's eyes narrowed slightly at the mention of his wife. What had she been saying to her? This was the last thing he wanted to get in his daughters head at her age, or any age for that matter.

"Well Juliet your mother is wrong. You're very delicate," Redbrick said much to Juliet's confusion.

"What does delicate mean?" Juliet asked curiously.

"It means you're a precious little gnome to me Juliet, and I wouldn't want to loose you."

"But I'm not delicate daddy! Mummy said I am as tough as any gnome!" Juliet grinned bringing her mother back into the conversation yet again. Redbrick shook his head defeated, he had given up hope on trying to teach his daughter something. He was definitely going to have a word with June later on.

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Later on in the blue garden Gnomeo had got completely filthy after his gardening session with his mother. But surprisingly he had enjoyed every second of it. But his mother let out a surprise laugh when she saw her son in such a state.

"There done," Blueberry smiled "You see Gnomeo; it wasn't that bad was it?"

"Yeah I guess so," Gnomeo looked down at himself and frowned. His mother still didn't look up so he tried to get her attention "uh mummy?"

"What is it dear?" Blueberry looked up and gasped when she saw her son standing there, caked in mud with a small innocent frown on his face. Blueberry laughed heartedly which caused a reaction from Gnomeo she didn't expect. He started to cry.

"I'm so sorry mummy!" Gnomeo wailed grabbing his mother and hugging her while he cried. Blueberry gave her son a look of shocked admiration. He looked completely adorable like this.

"What on earth are you sorry for dear?" Blueberry bent down to Gnomeo's height as he let go and rubbed his eyes.

"Because I thought you'd be mad for me being dirty," Gnomeo sniffled.

"Oh Gnomeo," Blueberry chuckled "I would never be mad at you for something like that."

"Really?"

"Of course. Don't be silly dear," Blueberry then stood up and gasped her sons little muddy hand and smiled down at him "now come on, let's get you cleaned up." Blueberry then led her son over towards the hose pipe and washed him down and dried him like a real mother should. She was always there for him no matter what. This showed she was in fact a very responsible and loving mother. Unlike some gnomes.

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Boris was in the garden shed glancing around for any old tools or sharp objects they could toss over the blue garden with. But he wasn't the one digging through the countless tool boxes and other small storage boxes, oh no. Let's just say the little slaves… eh gnomes were doing all the hard work for him. He just had to make the decisions whether their findings would prove useful or not.

Meanwhile little Tybalt was walking around the red garden aimlessly trying to find something to do when he noticed his father with standing at the front of the garden shed. But his back was facing him so he had no idea Tybalt was about to make a run for it. Tybalt had in fact known that Mr Capulet left the garden gate slightly ajar this morning before he left the house so Tybalt decided to go exploring. His mother was busy arguing with his aunt and uncle and his father was busy in the garden shed finding weapons with the little gnomes. Tybalt saw his chance for a real adventure! And little did he know he'd get more than he originally bargained for. He was about to meet his future worst enemy, but he had no idea about their futures and how today would affect the feud once again. He was just a child, he didn't understand the feud! But unfortunately for him, he would have to find out sooner than later, or put up with the consequences.

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"Daddy?" Gnomeo asked as he approached his father cautiously. Gnorman was standing at the big hole in the garden fence looking through Miss Montague's old small pair of binoculars spying on the red gnome's activity. He assigned himself to this task recently as they were getting more and more frequent attacks from Pansy and her thug gnome friends, so he decided to step in and see what they had in store for them next and hopefully try and prevent it. Gnorman hadn't heard his sons call; he was too busy trying to focus his full attention on finding what the reds were up to.

"So… Lord Redbrick isn't up to anything really suspicious, what about Lady June?" Gnorman muttered to himself. "Ah, there you are! Nope nothing suspicious either. So if the leaders aren't doing anything… then the culprits have to be Pansy and Boris! Where are you?"

"Daddy?" Gnomeo asked raising his voice a little which caused his father to jump suddenly.

"Oh Gnomeo my boy, don't sneak up on me like that! It doesn't do a gnome of my age any good," Gnorman clasped his chest with one hand causing the large binoculars to hit the ground and slanted. Gnomeo smiled innocently while his father recovered after being startled. "So what do you want? Has your mother finally collard me for being the next Sherlock Holmes gnome at last?"

"No," Gnomeo raised and eyebrow in confusion before asking that all important question he wished to ask "I was wondering if you'd let me go exploring?"

"Uh, sure Gnomeo. Just don't go wandering off too far as your mother will have my hat served on that toilet over there and hold it for decoration purposes. Go and have fun son," Gnorman winked and Gnomeo grinned.

"Thanks daddy!" Gnomeo ran off leaving his father to go back to his detective work.

"Ah! There you are!" Gnorman muttered aloud as he fixed his gaze on Pansy.

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Tybalt had his fair share of exploring and found out that it soon got boring doing it by himself. So he just sat in the alley way and entertained himself by drawing in the dry sandy ground. It was quite entertaining for him really, and no one knew he was out there. Until now anyways…

Tybalt's gaze was suddenly taken away from the ground when he heard a slight creak come from a certain direction. His gaze fell on a small gnome trying his best to push a gate open so he could get through. Eventually the gnome managed to win the small battle with the gate and got through without a scratch. Tybalt remained where he sat but was more cautious than before. The gnome glanced around and soon he smiled and walked towards Tybalt. Tybalt felt extremely awkward and fixed his face back on his drawing once again in the hopes the gnome would leave him alone. But it didn't work. Not one bit.

"Hello," Tybalt looked up to see the gnome standing only a few centimetres away. He had a curious smile plastered on his small face as he hung over Tybalt like a hawk. "What are you doing there?" Tybalt didn't reply which made the other gnome slightly annoyed.

"Don't you talk?"

"I do talk," Tybalt muttered shyly "but you're a blue gnome."

"So?" The gnome asked confused.

"My mummy says I shouldn't speak to blue gnomes," Tybalt explained.

"My mummy says I shouldn't speak to red gnomes," the gnome replied as he sat down next to Tybalt.

"Well if your mummy said you shouldn't why are you?" Tybalt asked.

"Because I don't really get why she says those things," the gnome smirked.

"Neither do I. My mum says you blues are evil, but I don't see anything evil about you."

"What's your name?"

"Tybalt. And you?"

"I'm Gnomeo. It's a pleasure to meet you Tybalt!" Gnomeo put his hand out and Tybalt grasped it and they shook hands.

"Hey, what's that?" Tybalt pointed to the object Gnomeo held onto. Gnomeo pushed it forward and smiled as Tybalt gazed at it curiously.

"It's my toy car. My daddy gave it to me!" Gnomeo said proudly.

"My mummy and daddy don't get me toys," Tybalt explained sadly "they say toys are for the weak and innocent."

"Your parents don't sound very nice," Gnomeo admitted. "Say, do you wanna play with it?"

"Yeah!" Tybalt grinned as both gnomes began to take turns with Gnomeo's blue toy car.

"So you just pull it back as far as you can and release it!" Gnomeo explained while demonstrating it himself. Tybalt watched eagerly and after the demonstration Gnomeo passed the car to Tybalt and he also pulled the car back and watched it travel a few meters before stopping.

"That is cool!" Tybalt exclaimed excitedly.

"Yeah, I'm glad my daddy got it me," Gnomeo said "say I have never seen you before."

"Yeah my parents don't let me out the garden much. They say I have to stay alone if I want to get anywhere later in life." Tybalt said as he ran to collect the toy.

"What no friends?" Gnomeo asked sounding shocked as Tybalt nodded sadly; Gnomeo waited a moment before finally admitting "well in my garden there aren't any gnomes of my age so I don't really have any friends either. Say Tybalt, wanna be my friend?"

"What about best friends?" Tybalt suggested hand Gnomeo his toy back.

"Yeah! Best friends!" Gnomeo grinned as did his new best friend. But it wasn't going to last long. As both parents were growing wary of their Childs disappearances.

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"Say Wisteria, have you seen Gnomeo?" Blueberry asked as she entered Wisteria's pad. She held her shovel casually but her suspicions were growing. She hadn't been alerted by her busy husband that he had aloud him to go off by himself and if she would've found out, she would have probably killed him.

"No not since very early this morning when he kindly wished us all good morning," Wisteria explained while sorting through the record pile she had stacked up.

"That's strange. I haven't seen him for several hours now and I have practically searched everywhere!" Blueberry exclaimed growing slightly concerned at this point.

"I'm sure he'll turn up. He's a strong lad for his age."

"It's not that Wistie. It's if he's gone off exploring outside the gate, he could bump into any red gnome and they could do something dangerous!"

"You don't think their capable of that do you?"

"Uh Wisteria, don't you remember what Pansy did to your hat all those years ago? Of course their capable!" Blueberry shouted not noticing Wisteria's sudden tense attitude.

"Blueberry, I needn't be reminded of that thank you," Wisteria sighed and stopped what she was doing and sat in silence. Blueberry soon realized what she had said and remembered a recent incident.

"Still having the nightmares then?" Blueberry asked and Wisteria nodded weakly.

"They're getting worse," Wisteria muttered.

"Want to talk about it?" Blueberry offered with a confiding smile. Wisteria shrugged her shoulders and glanced at the floor dimly.

"It's the same each night. I'm trapped in a box and I can't find a way out while everyone around me acts as if I am not there, and then a strange black figure comes towards me and grins wickedly as I am about to be buried alive… I can't stop seeing her face."

"Whose face Wisteria?"

"I don't know. But I have a feeling I shall soon find out when I have that dream again tonight," Wisteria said fearfully.

"It's just a nightmare Wistie, it won't hurt you," Blueberry explained but Wisteria shook her head.

"No… I think there's more. It's as if it's a sort of prophecy… telling me that something terrible is about to happen and I am apart of it. And whoever the black figure is in my dream, she's the cause of it all!"

"Um… ok Wisteria," Blueberry said awkwardly as he friend was in deep thought. She didn't believe what ever Wisteria was going on about but she didn't want to admit it in front of her friend. So instead she decided to change the subject to its original form "If you see Gnomeo around, tell me. Thanks." And with that Blueberry left outside to go and find her husband to see if he had any news of Gnomeo's sudden vanishing.

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Pansy stormed around the garden swearing to herself like there was no tomorrow. She was still ranting about her brother and June being pathetic about the whole feud and so on. But when she got to her pedestal she wanted to take her anger out of her son yet again but noticed he wasn't there. Pansy searched around and still she couldn't find Tybalt. She decided to ask Boris where the heck there son had disappeared off to.

"Oi Boris, where the hell is our idiotic little brat of a kid?" Pansy asked as she entered the garden shed. She then stopped what she was about to say when she saw a hunk of junk stacked up in a messy pile with the little gnomes surrounding it adding junk to the already large pile. "What the heck is this?"

"Like it?" Boris smirked walking over to Pansy whilst chuckling. "It's our ammo for the blues; they'll never see it coming!"

"Not really. I noticed Gnorman spying on us earlier through the garden fence. And if you think they are that stupid to fall for this monstrosity, then you've got another thing coming!"

"That's what I love about you Pansy; you always speak your mind. But recently I have noticed your sister in-law has also grown an attitude towards your brother. She seems to speak her mind much more than she used to. And anyway, speaking of Tybalt..." Boris said.

"Yes where is he?" Pansy asked impatiently.

"I don't know. I have been in here for the majority of the day finding suitable items for our next assault. I thought you were handling him today," Boris shrugged innocently and Pansy grunted.

"F.Y.I, I was too busy handling my pesky little brother! I didn't realize he would go wonder off again. I have checked everywhere but…" Pansy then paused and froze in her stance. No, Tybalt couldn't have possibly. Could he? Oh yeah he could.

"Pansy? What's wrong?" Boris asked raising one of his eyebrows confused at Pansy's stance.

"Damn! I haven't checked outside the gate! That little bugger might meet one of the blues out there!" Pansy then ran out of the garden shed and headed for the gate as fast as possible. Boris shrugged his shoulders and decided to let Pansy handle it. She was better in these situations than he was. He turned around when he heard no noise in the room but mutters. The little gnomes had watched the entire scene like the nosy gnomes they were. When Boris turned around they immediately began working again.

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"Wow that was unexpected!" Gnorman said aloud blinking in a slight awe at what he had just seen. He was still using the binoculars to spy on the red gnomes despite him knowing his cover was blown by Pansy. But the others hadn't noticed. Yet anyway. Gnorman hardly noticed a certain gnome standing behind him, arms crossed and a not so impressed look attached to her face.

"Really? Care to share it with me?" Gnorman jumped up and the sudden voice and dropped the binoculars before turning around and clutching his chest like he did with his son earlier.

"Blueberry! You just missed the show. I just saw Pansy run off faster than a rocket out of the red garden. I have never seen a gnome go so fast before like, ever. Gosh she must have some kind of problem!" Gnorman exclaimed happily before noticing his wife's expression.

"How interesting," Blueberry said sarcastically "and tell me Gnorman dear, have you seen our darling son anywhere or have you been spying on the reds for all this time and forgotten about him?"

"Oh, Gnomeo?" Gnorman began. "Yes he came to me earlier and asked me if he could go exploring or something. But I told him not to go far."

"Oh no wonder he's no where to be located in this garden…" Blueberry's face then turned to one of horror when she just realized something. "Wait if he's not in here, then he's out there… Gnorman, did you just say you saw Pansy make a mad dash out of her garden for some strange reason?"

"Yes and boy did she look angry, these things are really detailed!" Gnorman smirked pointing to the binoculars. He didn't have a clue what Blueberry was thinking but she knew that she would have to make a mad dash out of her garden for the sake of her son. If Pansy went within five meters of her son, she knew there would be trouble.

"Gnorman, continue with what ever you are doing. I need to sort something out before it is too late," Blueberry then dashed off out the back of the garden like a frog eating a fly. She needed to stop what ever was about to happen. And the sooner, the better.

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Back out in the alley Gnomeo and Tybalt continued to play as if they had known each other for a long time. It was the first time they had actually had fun without their parents, and surprisingly it felt good for them both. They had no idea about their parent's reactions and how it would impact them. To Gnomeo and Tybalt, they were just newly found best friends who had no idea about the feud and why their parents took it so seriously. But they would soon find out.

"I'm glad we met Gnomeo, I haven't had this much fun in ages!" Tybalt grinned as they sat down and played with Gnomeo's toy car.

"I know right." Gnomeo grinned before standing up again. "Stand back Tybalt, I'm about to beat my record!" Gnomeo dragged his toy car back for about a meter before he let go of it and it made its way to the other end of the alleyway. Tybalt and Gnomeo watched it eagerly to see if Gnomeo could in fact beat his record. But it wouldn't be so.

Suddenly the car was grinded to an unexpected halt when a foot stomped down and smashed the car with a brutal force. The foot was in fact a females foot and both Tybalt and Gnomeo slowly looked up to see a very intimidated and furious Pansy. She continued to crush the toy car with her foot and clenched her fists tightly. Her face was growing red yet she didn't say a word. Gnomeo was devastated that his toy car was now in fact a small hunk of metal and Tybalt suddenly went pale and began to shiver in fear. His mother had that effect on him. Oh he was so in trouble for this.

"My car!" Gnomeo wailed as Pansy lifted her foot only to smash it down on the metal toy yet again. Pansy just glared at the little blue gnome with a pure hatred, and then she finally decided to speak.

"Tybalt, get over here right now!" Pansy ordered through gritted teeth but before Tybalt could do as he was told another gnome arrived on the scene.

Unexpectedly the blue gate opened and another blue gnome came out. This time it was Blueberry and her gaze soon fell on her son, Tybalt and Pansy. She gasped when she saw Pansy so close to her son and rushed over to get her son away from her.

"YOU!" Blueberry snapped immediately grabbing her son defensively around the shoulders and pressing him against her.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't YOU again," Pansy glared walking over to her son and grabbing him to. But she wasn't as defensive as Blueberry. In fact she was furious towards her son and grabbed his shoulders and clenched her hands around them so tightly it hurt him.

"Couldn't leave yet another blue gnome alone eh? First Wisteria and now my Gnomeo. Tell me Pansy, within that twisted psychopathic recesses of your mind do you have any mercy?" Blueberry spat bitterly despite her sons confusion.

"It really depends what mood I am in. And besides if you are referring to the incident when I cruelly smashed Wisteria's hat, then no. I wasn't planning on even touching that disgusting ugly wench you call a son anyway. I just caught him trying to be friendly with my son!" Pansy replied pointing across to Gnomeo as if she were accusing him of something.

"What? My Gnomeo wanting to be friends with that ghastly looking gnome you are holding onto? You're crazy!" Blueberry exclaimed not believing for a second that her son could go and play with such gnomes.

"Am I? Well how come I caught YOUR son giving Tybalt his toy car to play with eh?" Pansy then bent down and picked up the wreckage of what had been Gnomeo's toy car.

"That's preposterous!" Blueberry spat "my son wouldn't bring himself down to your level. He has been brought up right."

"Go on then, don't believe me," Pansy snarled and then looked down at her son and grasped his shoulders even harder to inflict more pain. He yelped as she threatened "tell her it's true!"

"It's true," Tybalt began "we are best friends aren't we Gnomeo?" Blueberry glanced down at her son trying to not believe what was being said. She expected her son to tell the truth but she didn't think what Pansy was saying was the truth. She was in for a shock.

"It's true mummy," Gnomeo told her and Blueberry sighed disappointed before glancing back across to Pansy who smirked triumphantly. Blueberry glared and pointed her shovel at Pansy and Tybalt accusingly.

"I am putting an end to this so called friendship right now!" Blueberry shouted between both Gnomeo and Tybalt and then glared daggers towards Pansy who returned the glare with her own fiery one. "And as for you, just stay away from my son!"

"I intend to, it's not your son I want!" Pansy yelled back.

"Come on Gnomeo let's leave this cold hearted evil witch to herself!" Blueberry then grabbed Gnomeo's hand and dragged him into the blue garden. Gnomeo and Tybalt both gazed at each other sadly and whispered goodbye to each other. Once the blue garden gate had shut, Pansy glared down at her son and immediately grabbed his hand tightly and literally dragged him against his will back into the red garden. Oh he was in for it now! And poor Tybalt only wanted to make a new friend.

Authors note: Awww poor Gnomeo and Tybalt eh? And beware; it won't be a pretty sight in the next chapter for Tybalt. If you wondered how he gets those scratches on his arms in the movie, well in the next chapter you shall find out. And in a few more chapters something unexpected will happen which should build to the BIG event waaay later on in the story! So much drama! Anyway please review! I shall update soon! Thanks ever so much!