Chapter 22: Something's about to happen

Authors note: Ok guys after this chapter I shall finally stop building up to one of the main events which is going to happen in this story and finally surprise you! Thanks again for all of the reviews! I don't know what I'd do without you guys and your support! Oh and thanks Delly123 for your idea! You are right, Pansy and Boris haven't had much time together other than plotting revenge and stuff. That is about to change. Anyway onto the story. Enjoy!

Pansy had resulted herself to a wreck. She didn't know whether to go grab her son and apologise for her actions and play nice or just abandon him right there and then. She remained where she was and now sat scrunched up in a tight position whilst muttering aimlessly to herself. And she continued to do this for over 30 minutes until someone found her still in a very fragile mental state. But luckily enough it wasn't June or Redbrick, it was a friendly face. Boris.

"Pansy, what in the name of bloody hell?" Boris asked as he approached Pansy who still had her face buried in her arms. She looked up; it was obvious she was or had been in fact, crying.

"It's over Boris," Pansy murmured much to Boris' confusion. He had no idea what Pansy had done as he was too busy doing other things (as usual). But he was about to find out.

"What is over Pansy? I don't understand."

"OUR ENTIRE PLANS YOU DAMN MORON!" Pansy roared before speaking in a calmer tone "Tybalt will never trust me again after my actions today… I-I gave him a scratch on his arm with my garden trowel. I gave him a scar."

"Pansy, didn't I tell you to try and hold in your anger around him? He's just a kid who wants to be like the others. But we will change him despite what you did today." Boris said determinedly. Pansy swiftly stood up and glared at Boris. He knew nothing.

"Oh but I didn't tell you the reason why I beat him did I?" Pansy asked and Boris shrugged and crossed his arms awaiting her answer. Pansy sighed in frustration and clenched her fists tightly. The anger was still evident. "I caught him trying to be friends with that bastard of a kid of those cretins Lady Blueberry and Gnorman Montague!"

"I see…" Boris muttered not knowing what else to say.

"So I flipped at him and bashed his arm with my trowel and then June got involved and took him away from me!" Pansy then began to cry again "I HATE MY LIFE! I HATE HIS! AND I HATE THEIRS!"

"Come here," Boris said softly and did something he had not done for a long time. He hugged Pansy affectionately. Both of them hadn't married as they didn't like the idea of belonging to each other, but they were still close. They were the only two gnomes in the entire garden who thought the same and hated their leader despite hating the blues even more.

"I just don't care about life anymore Boris. I want Tybalt to love and respect us so we can gain control over this garden. But I cannot love him like a mother! I am not a mother and I never will be! And I hate the likes of June and Blueberry trying to raise their children to hate and turn against Tybalt because of me! I wish I could just smash them all!" Pansy sobbed as she clung on to Boris while she cried tears of rage. Boris felt for her. It couldn't be easy to have so many enemies. He himself didn't have as much as he wasn't as forceful as Pansy, but he still shared her opinions. He wished all her enemies dead too.

"And you'll get the chance. Just as long as we keep Tybalt on our side and not theirs. Unless you want Tybalt to grow up to be like your bother," Boris explained and felt Pansy move away from him and give him a deathly stare.

"I'd rather smash first!" Pansy snarled.

"Good girl," Boris grinned and patted her red hat affectionately.

"You know Boris; you're the only one who really understands me. And I guess I love you for that," Pansy smiled for the first time that day.

"It's been a long time since you said those words," Boris smirked.

"I haven't had the time to use them. As the feud has been getting in the way of a lot of things." Pansy explained.

"Well it would be nice every now and then if we didn't put the feud first," Boris cooed holding Pansy's small chin with his bulky hand.

"How can I Boris when our son is not cooperating? He's too soft for his own good!" Pansy shoved Boris' hand away and walked a few centimetres in the opposite direction before stopping and crossing her arms stubbornly.

"We'll change that," Boris replied "say here's a thought. Why don't you show him the ropes on your lawnmower? It's about time we taught him the ways of lawnmower racing, especially when he'll have cretins like little Gnomeo to contend with."

"Yeah, there is no doubt Gnorman will teach his son all of his tricks," Pansy muttered angrily to herself.

"Exactly! So starting tomorrow we shall start to train him. But first you need to apologize for your actions today."

"Do I have to?" Pansy wined.

"Yes, unless you want him to join your brother's side?"

"By heck I don't!" Pansy snarled. Boris smiled contentedly as he marched over to Pansy and put his thick arms around her tiny waist. He turned her around and leaned into her.

"So we need to take action now before it's too late… and we shall get what we desire eventually."

"Power, garden domination, revenge…"

"Exactly," Boris whispered before leaning in and kissing Pansy on the lips. It had seemed like an eternity since they had last shared any intimacy, but even with the two bad gnomes in the feud there was love. Well, only a bit, the rest was lust for power and revenge.

…

Later on in the blue garden Blueberry had finally got her son off of the subject about the reds and persuaded her husband to entertain him for a while. Gnorman was more than happy to play with his son for some time. But today instead of playing racing or something Gnorman thought Gnomeo was old enough to see the garden lawnmower and learn more about his fathers racing career. Gnomeo was more than thrilled to see all of this new stuff. It sure beat playing with his toy car!

"Ok Gnomeo," Gnorman began "this is the lawnmower you will one day be in control of. Unless it breaks down or something and Miss Montague will have to get a new one. But anyway do you want me to show you where all the controls are?"

"Yeah!" Gnomeo cheered eagerly as his father hopped onto the lawnmower.

"Here is the starting up button, it gets this cool gizmo going and it's the same switch you press to turn it off," Gnorman explained as he pointed at the on button.

"Can we ride on it?" Gnomeo interrupted a little too eagerly.

"I'm afraid not Gnomeo. You are still too young and if I did let you, your mother would kill me. But I promise you when you turn eight years old I will show you the ropes as it were, and hopefully one day you'll be as good as your old man."

"So I have to wait all that time?" Gnomeo wined.

"Sorry son," Gnorman said patting his son on the shoulder softly.

"Its ok daddy, I can wait." Gnomeo said proudly.

"Good," Gnorman replied before smirking slightly as he whispered down at his son. "So do you wanna see a demonstration?"

"YEAH!"

…

"Juliet you must stop running off by yourself it is dangerous," Redbrick spoke down to his daughter who was frowning innocently.

"But daddy I wanna explore!" Juliet said much to her father's annoyance.

"You are still young, something-anything could happen to you. And if anything were to happen to you, I don't know how I'd live with myself."

"But you know me daddy. I can take care of myself!" Juliet said proudly. Redbrick just shook his head and gave up.

"Come along Juliet, we must find your mother and your cousin." Redbrick took his daughter by the hand and led her through the garden. As they walked Juliet looked up at her father and asked him a serious question.

"Daddy?"

"Yes my child?"

"Why is cousin Tybalt being moody? I mean earlier after you and mommy left, he seemed to not wanna play and he looked sad. Why's that daddy?"

"Your cousin isn't having the best of times now Juliet. Go easy on him as he needs the loving side of his family to protect him."

"How come?"

"His mother and father don't love him like me and your mother do with you. They don't treat him well and he needs us to help him through it," Redbrick explained not even wanting to explain the abuse part of that 'not loving'.

"Ok then," Juliet then turned away and fixed her attention on different parts of the garden. So many gnomes were having fun! All accept her. Her father barely let her play with anyone but her cousin, and it was proving that he wasn't the best company to be with. All she wanted was to be left alone with some friends for once. But her father was very overprotective, so the chance of that happening was one in a million.

Meanwhile June was walking with her nephew who had gone very quiet. He wasn't as cheerful as he used to be. And that wasn't just today; it was over the past couple of months. Pansy's impact on her son was beginning to take effect. And the sad thing was, Tybalt was such a sweet child, and he still would be if it wasn't for the parents he was brought up with.

"So Tybalt, do you want to play a game?" June asked politely trying to be as nice as possible to the stubborn child.

"No," Tybalt huffed crossing his arms moodily.

"Well what do you want to do then?" June asked almost giving up.

"Nothing," Tybalt muttered and June let an outward sigh of frustration. She really had given up on this child.

June was about to reply to her stubborn nephew if it wasn't for a certain gnome grabbing their undivided attention almost instantly.

"Just like my son," a voice called from within the bushes. June and Tybalt both turned to see Pansy exiting the bushes cautiously with her arms folded at all times. June gave her sister in-law a look of pure disgust before asking her why she was there.

"And what do you think you are doing here? How dare you show your face after what you have done to this poor boy."

"I am here to re-claim my son if you would be so kind as to hand him over," Pansy said calmly and June put a protective arm around her nephew. Tybalt just stood there staring at his mother with an odd glance while his aunt fought against her over him.

"And what makes you think I'll be that foolish as to hand over him to your cruel hands?"

"So I can apologise to him," Pansy admitted causing June to gasp unexpectedly. "So I can apologise for how much of a terrible mother I have become, for the beatings I have given him. I have been dreadful and uncaring towards his feelings and I do not know how he could forgive me for such a thing. But if he did have it in his heart to forgive me, I promise I will find it in all of my power to become a better mother and hopefully a better gnome entirely. My only wish my young Tybalt, is that you could forgive me."

Tybalt stood and stared blankly at his mother when she said that speech. He was finally hearing what he had always wanted to hear. But with June on the other hand, she was shocked. She never thought that Pansy was the kind of gnome to even think those words let alone say them. But here she was saying them aloud with her son and sister in-law present to hear every single word. It was most certainly a shock to the system for her, and at first June thought it was just a joke. But as Pansy carried on saying how much she wished her son would forgive her faults, June was more convinced that in fact Pansy was telling the complete and utter truth. She really did want her son to forgive her so she could love him like a son. Perhaps she was changing? Or perhaps it could be a ruse just to get Tybalt back on her side…

Tybalt remained where he stood when Pansy had finished speaking. Pansy was expecting June to get involved as usual, but surprisingly for the first time ever she just stood there. Speechless. June had loosened her arm on Tybalt's shoulder and that was when he finally decided to make his move. Tybalt suddenly lunged forward and ran straight into his mother wrapping his small chubby arms around her waist. Pansy hugged him back but glanced over to June who made no attempt to stop the pair.

"I love you mommy!" Tybalt muffled as he continued to hug his mother affectionately.

"I love you too Tybalt my son," Pansy replied with a hint of love in her voice. She then let go of her son and put her arm around his shoulder, guiding him away from June. As they turned around and began to walk away Pansy turned her head back around and passed a glance to a still speechless June. She then took an opportunity to turn that smile on her face to an evil scowl in a matter of milliseconds. June raised an eyebrow in confusion and then realized she was wrong. Pansy's words were fake! She had only said them so she could gain back her sons trust so she could raise him to be the child from hell. And June had fallen for it! Damn that Pansy and her convincing words! June now knew she could never trust Pansy again as long as she lived.

June decided to walk away and go back to those who needed her. Her family was more important than anyone else's right now.

…

Later on when the humans had returned to their domains the gnomes took to their original forms until they were sure Miss Montague and Mr Capulet were both in bed and asleep. After this many gnomes either slept or stayed awake for a while. Wisteria was one of those gnomes who were sleeping. In her pad she lay with her mushroom companions by her side who all slept contentedly dreaming about mushroom stuff. But with Wisteria on the other hand it was different. Nearly everyone in the garden knew of Wisteria's nightmares and visions but not one of them knew how bad and serious they were. Wisteria constantly claimed something was about to happen and it was to do with a gnome getting smashed, but no one believed her. They just thought she was crazy and that her nightmares were made up so she could get attention. But no one knew her like they used to. It seemed Wisteria was becoming more of an outcast in the blue gnome society and would eventually if not already be a laughing stock to the entire garden. Like they said, 'the hippy era was so last decade.' But that wasn't the real problem currently. Wisteria's nightmares haunted her every night when she fell asleep. She kept on seeing the same visions each night, but she couldn't see who it was in the vision. Wisteria was now afraid to even shut her eyes, but she had to sleep… sleep and face the fears she hated every night.

Wisteria's nightmares were the same each night. The same location, time period, people and events all in these nightmares combined! But every night she dreamt the same dream, but new parts became clearer. The same black figures surrounded her like evil spirits but their faces were not shown. One was like a small child but the other was a tall adult and the evil grin plastered on its face showed that they meant to hurt her. But tonight of all nights Wisteria was about to have the same nightmare again but the full story was about to be revealed… and it wasn't going to be pretty…

Wisteria was trapped. Not as in trapped inside some room, but trapped as in she couldn't move from where she stood. She was in a garden. But it was not the blue or even the red garden. Wisteria noticed she stood directly in front of a deep, endless pond and she was only but centimetres away from it. But she couldn't move. Gnomes she knew walked aimlessly around her, oblivious to her even being there. She recognised several gnomes instantly; Blueberry, Gnorman, Gnomeo, Redbrick, June, Boris and little Juliet. All of which walked around with a hypnotic expression as if they were all in some sort of trance. This was but the average start to Wisteria's dream which would soon turn into a horrific nightmare.

"Hello Wisteria," a mysterious voice filled the air and suddenly all of the gnomes surrounding her had disappeared. Wisteria gasped and turned around to see two distant approaching figures. Both were black and had no faces just like before, one was like the size of a child while the other was an adult. But the voice sounded familiar, it hadn't sounded like this before.

"You're only dreaming Wisteria, wake up. WAKE UP!" Wisteria shouted to herself clutching her head. The tall black figure laughed wickedly as it stopped about a meter away from where Wisteria was stuck.

"But you're not dreaming. You know this will all come to pass… and you my enemy are the centre of it all," the voice was clearly a female voice but Wisteria couldn't recognise it as it sounded very hazed. But she knew the person's voice was bitter and full of hate.

"What do you want with me?" Wisteria asked trying to back away but she was prevented from doing so.

"Come; come now Wistie is that any way to treat an old friend?" And suddenly for the first time ever in any of her nightmares the two black figures emerged from the shadows and showed their true forms. Wisteria gasped in horror when she saw who they really were.

"W-what do you want to do with me?" Wisteria stuttered, fear evident in her voice.

"Oh nothing much, just revenge as all." The voice said as it approached her "And this time you won't have Blueberry or Redbrick to save you!"

"NO, PLEASE!" But it was too late the figure pushed Wisteria into the deep, endless pond behind her and Wisteria sank slowly deeper into the water. She noticed someone else glanced over the pond. A little boy. And as she sank further and further below the water, she noticed the figures were grinning wickedly and waving as she soon went out of sight.

Wisteria had given up all hope; she was dying in her own dream. Was this her true fate? Or was there more to come? Unexpectedly Wisteria could move her arms and legs when she couldn't before. Wisteria didn't know how she'd manage it, but somehow she broke free from not moving and tried to swim her way to the surface of the pond. Once she reached the surface she noticed the two figures were walking away she did the only thing she thought at the time. She ran after them not even knowing how they would react.

"Wait!" Wisteria called after them and she grabbed the tall figure by her shoulder and spun her around so she was facing her. The figure stared at Wisteria for several moments giving her a mixture of expressions. Finally she tried to grab her and throw her to the ground but instead Wisteria grabbed her unintentionally and the figure fell to the ground smashing right there and then. Wisteria looked down in complete horror and gasped. "What have I done?"

"MOMMY!" the other figure called out rushing to the smashed ones side. This was the final point in Wisteria's dream.

"PANSY!" Wisteria bolted up right from her bad dream and tried to get a grip on herself. She glanced around to see if she had disturbed anyone but luckily enough she hadn't. Wisteria knew she couldn't sleep now so she decided to get some air. Making her way outside her pad she noticed that the majority of the garden was now all asleep. Only a few late nighters were awake now. Wisteria took in a deep breath of air and leant against the entry to her pad. She glanced up to the sky and saw many stars. All of them were so beautiful and mysterious that they took her breath away. But that wasn't the thing that was on her mind. It was the nightmare that she had just had which was playing on her mind.

Was Pansy really the one who's fate was about to be changed? And how would this effect Wisteria's fate? She couldn't kill anyone! It was against her gnome rights. But this dream had been playing on her mind for weeks now, perhaps it meant something. Maybe something was about to happen to her. Something bad or something good. But Wisteria didn't realize how soon these events would come; neither did she realize that it would happen in the same place where another bad thing happened to her all those years ago.

Something was about to happen alright. And it wouldn't just affect Wisteria's fate, but the entire feuds and the future of one gnome in particular.

Authors note: Ok this chapter dragged on a bit and I don't think I did a good job on it really. It is shorter than the others because I could barely think of anything to write about. But the next chapter is what the BIG drama is going to happen! I apologise for not writing this chapter as well as you would all like but I am more focusing on the next chapter, which I promise will not be a disappointment to you! Please review and tell me what you think! I crave your reviews! Thanks and I won't keep you in suspense too long!