Despite the hot day and the citizens minding their business, trying to get the tasks done

for the day, Tension grew between the 3 Montagues and the Capulets. Tybalt, on the other hand,

who is wanting to speak with one of them. Benvolio looks at Mercutio who already has the face

of a drunk and moody person.

“Do any of you gentlemen know where the young Romeo went?” He asks, his hand

placed on his rapier. Benvolio sighs and raises an eyebrow

“Why would you want to know?” Mercutio asks, Angry at the sight of him. Tybalt looks

at him directly in the eyes

“You are friends with Romeo. Am I correct?” he replies.

“I am. But you are going to have to give me a reason to give you what you need, Tybalt”

Mercutio says.

Tybalt frowns, Displeased with Mercutio “I want to have a word with him, in Private.

After all, You do hang out with him, Don’t you?” He states.

Mercutio grits his teeth, “Hang out eh? Who do you think we are really? A group of

people who do random stuff?’ he touches the blade of his sword

“I would LOVE to show you what I can do Sir.” He says, giving Tybalt a smug look.

Tybalt snarls, annoyed with Mercutio and his games while Benvolio put a hand on Mercutio’s

shoulder “Mercutio, we’re in a public place, if we start a fight, we could end up getting punished

by the Prince. At least go fight somewhere else where it’s private and isolated from everyone ”

He says, A hint of fear showing in his voice.

Mercutio sighs and looks at Benvolio “Does it look like I could care less, Benvolio?”

Mercutio replies.
 -5 minutes later-

Tybalt looks to Mercutio’s side, seeing the one target that he’s after for. “Well, well,

well, Looks like my task is finally here,” Tybalt says. Romeo walks and stands beside Mercutio,

keeping a rather neutral expression on his face.

“Hello, Tybalt.” He Replies, showing no emotion but calm in his tone. Tybalt chuckles,

giving Romeo a dirty look. Mercutio Frowns

“Just remember Tyablt. Romeo is not, I repeat, NOT your task to handle.” He states.

Tybalt looks at Mercutio and then to Romeo

Tybalt grins “I have one thing to say to you, you Montague. You. are. A. Villian.” He

spoke. Romeo looks directly at Tybalt

“I do not wish to fight you, Tybalt. If anything, I do not wish to fight my Wife’s Cousin”

He says calmly. Tybalt raises an eyebrow

“What you do mean wife’s cous--Oh no.” He says, drawing his sword

“Fight. Me. Coward” He says, angered at the fact that a Montague had married his

cousin, Juliet. Romeo shakes his head, keeping his cool as Mercutio growls, grabbing his rapier

“If Romeo is going not going to fight, Then I will.” Mercutio states. Tybalt Sneers,

grabbing his rapier as well.

“Very well then. You have made your decision to die, young Mercutio.” Tybalt says