Dawnstar94 - Thanks! Even I don't get the Queen Mab speech sometimes.
The star-crossed lovers have met! Which means we are near the end of this story. Still got a couple of chapters to go though. But what slows them down to make them wait a year until Child Swap? Something or someone not in the original R+J?
"Mercutio! Mercutio! We have to go!" cried Benvolio "Tybalt caught Romeo! And then he caught me! He's ripped off my skirt and I've only got these boxers...we have to get out of here!"
"Benny...you look seeexxxxxyyyyy!" sang Mercutio drunkenly.
"Stop it, stop it!" Benvolio pulled at his scruffy hair "We need to run, now!"
"You're sexy and you know it!"
"No! Come on, let's go! We're going back to crash at yours, right? And make smores?"
"Bye, guys" said Hermia. She kissed Benvolio on the forehead and then did the same to Mercutio.
"We better go round up Woo woo" said Mercutio "Come along now!"
The two boys ran out the Manor. Beatrix had gone home with her girlfriends so Benvolio didn't have to worry about her.
"Romeo!" shouted Benvolio "Romeo! We're going home! Call him, Mercutio!"
"ROMEO! ROMEO! IT'S TIME TO GO...HOMEO!"
Mercutio burst into a fit of giggles at his own joke. Benvolio couldn't help but laugh, despite being petrified of being caught without trousers. He pulled off the heels, resolving to walk home barefoot.
"Where is he?" frowned Mercutio.
"He ran this way, over the orchard walls. Call him again, you're louder than me"
"I swear he's bothering Rosaline again. You know how lousy he is when it comes to bros before hoes. That's probably why Tybalt caught him"
"We don't have time to worry about that"
"She torments him. He's going to go mad" decided Mercutio "Romeo, I hereby summon you by Rosaline's sexy bum, her waxed legs, plucked eyebrows, fake nails, breast implants, and her shaven puss-"
"Mercutio!" was Benvolio's scandalous cry "He'll go nuts!"
"Come on, let's go home. Romeo will find his way back to us. He's probably forgotten we were going back to mine, and gone back to his. Nightie night, Woo woo!"
Romeo, meanwhile, sat on top of the orchard wall.
"Hmmph! He's laughing at stuff he couldn't even begin to understand!"
Then he jumped down into the Capulet's orchard. He crept through the trees, getting closer and closer to the house as he dared. The lights were on above a room with a balcony. This must be where all the bedrooms where. He watched two figures pass through the light.
"How dare he treat me like that!" roared Tybalt. There was a smash.
"Tibby, Tibby, pack it in. Calm down. It's all right" soothed Rosaline.
"No, it bloody well isn't all right. There. Was. A. Montague. In. Our. House!" hissed Tybalt.
"Ssh, ssh, calm down. What the Montagues want is a reaction. And if you give it to them, then they've won. Calm down. You know you are the better person"
"I'm going to kill Romeo!" yelled Tybalt.
Romeo grimaced, as he heard another smash as Tybalt threw something out the window. It shattered a few metres away from him. Rosaline shrieked, and then there was the sound of thumps as she presumably restrained him. Romeo hurried along the house, getting away from the shouting. Their angry voices faded. He saw a figure pass through the light, heading towards where Tybalt and Rosaline stood.
"Juliet?" whispered Romeo excitedly.
Then he heard loud, confident singing "Just gonna stand there, and watch me burn, but that's all right, because I love the way you lie. Love the way you lie"
"Shut up, Hermia, you traitorous bastard!" roared Tybalt, louder than ever.
"Hermia" mumbled Romeo disappointedly.
"Tybalt! Give it a rest, you animal!" yelled Lord Capulet.
"Shut up, Uncle Egues!"
The figure disappeared, and then there was a rustle, and suddenly, there was his beloved Juliet standing out on the balcony. She had taken off most of her costume, and was dressed in just a simple dress. Her hair was loose, and fluttered about in the warm summer's breeze.
"She's beautiful" whispered Romeo to himself. He willed her to speak.
"Oh, why me? Why him?" she sighed. She leant her cheek on her hand.
"I wish I was glove on that hand...so I could touch that cheek!" Romeo murmured.
"Why a Montague? Of all the people in this world, why did I have to fall in love with a Montague?"
"She loves me! Speak again, sweet angel!"
"What even is a Montague? Is it a hand or a foot? A birth certificate? Nature, or nurture? If he was a rose, he would still smell as sweet if he was called...called...Tybalt's skanky aftershave!"
Romeo snorted. He couldn't help it. So it seemed his new love had a wonderful sense of humour!
"Why is he called a Montague?" groaned Juliet softly.
Romeo sprang into the light "Call me your love, and I'll never be a Montague again!"
Juliet shrieked, and gasped. She looked down, into those beautiful soulful brown eyes.
"What are you doing here? If Tybalt catches you, you're dead!"
"I am not afraid of Tybalt!" cried Romeo "He's just a stupid chav who thinks he's so hard when actually everyone knows he still calls him mum, mummy"
Juliet giggled "He does! He does!" She stopped laughing, and Romeo was almost disappointed. She had a lovely laugh, a sweet innocent tinkling laugh that was like music to him.
"Oh, Romeo. Are you a Montague?" although she knew it was true.
"Not if you don't want me to be"
"But you are, aren't you?"
"Yes" sighed Romeo regretfully.
"And how the hell did you even get in here? Not even Hermia can climb over the orchard walls, they're so high!"
"I flew on the wings of love!"
Juliet smiled fondly, and blushed. Call her a stupid and naive little girl, as Rosaline so frequently did, but Juliet loved romantic gestures. It made her flutter on the inside. It was a good feeling, one she couldn't seem to get sick of.
"How did you find my bedroom? How did you know where I'd be?" Juliet teased.
"Well...I assumed that such a sweet girl wouldn't be staying in the room where there was shouting and smashing, so I followed the call of love to this elegant balcony, and I found you!"
Juliet sighed, her face in her hands. She wanted to melt, listening to such sweet sentiments, but her mind turned to some of the silly teenage magazines she had poured over. They always told girls not to make boys think they were fast and loose. Hermia had told her to ignore them, said they were stupid and unrealistic, and you should follow your instincts.
"I know you must think I'm fast, but trust me, I'm not" Juliet warned "You heard me saying how I loved you a few moments ago, and so I won't lie. I love you. When I looked at you, I swear I'd known you forever. You had such an innocent loving smile, and you still do. Please don't think badly of me for saying I have fallen in love with you, so fast and so quickly"
"No, you aren't too fast, at all! I hold you in high respect. You're Hermia's..."
"Half-sister" replied Juliet "She's my half-sister"
Romeo didn't want to make a comment on the dysfunctions of the Capulet family.
"I wouldn't mess with you. I'm not that kind of guy. I just want to find love, and to be loved in return"
"You are loved in return" Juliet graced him with a smile "Can you climb up here?"
Romeo yanked off the silly heels, and clung to some ivy. He clamoured over a window frame, and Juliet grasped his hands when he grew near. She felt so gentle, so soft. They stood before each other, and looked at one another. Romeo bent down and began to kiss her. They made out for well over five minutes, reaching onto ten, until Juliet broke away for some air.
"It's late, we should be heading to bed"
"Will you leave me now, so soon?"
"What more could we do?"
"A true promise of love"
"I love you" replied Juliet.
"And I love-"
"Juliet!" called a voice.
"It's my nurse" said Juliet urgently. She hurried inside for a moment, and Romeo heard her shouting something. Then she hurried back out. They kissed, as if she'd been gone for a year, not a minute.
"How can I make you a true pledge of love?" asked Romeo.
Juliet clasped his hands "We'll make a vow"
"Like...marriage?" whispered Romeo.
"You could call it that"
"You'll be my wife, and I'll be your husband?"
"Yes" Juliet whispered excitedly. The two gazed at each other delightedly for a while, until...
"Whoa! Whoa! Slow the hell down, man!"