Coying To Be Strange

----This is something that I wrote for extra credit in my English 9 Class last year. It might be hard to follow, but it's set somewhere in the empty space of the afterlife, where Romeo, Juliet, Tybalt, and Mercutio all gather to discuss who's fault it is that they're all dead. Both Tybalt and Mercutio are absolutely bewildered as to why, during the lover's affair, that they of all people should have ended up dead. Read below for more.

Write a Scene

Romeo: Intresting times. Do you think they've learned?

Juliet: Perhaps, but I think they're quarrel will be over us, instead.

Tybalt: And who's fault was whos.

Mercutio: Ho! And who's fault was it, then?

(All three look at Mercutio)

Mercutio: For it was both the lady's and the gent's fault, was it not?

Romeo: What do you mean, friend?

Tybalt: True, it was your compulsive heart, wasn't it!

Juliet: Nay, this could not be all our fault!

Romeo: I do protest these accusations fully.

Mercutio: You both are fools.

Tybalt: (creeping closer to Mercutio) *whispers* Sorry again, for the square's quarrel.

Romeo: And I apologized at your grave! (Romeo points at Tybalt)

Juliet: The things lovers quarrel over.

Tybalt: Cos, keep your mouth shut in the matter.

Juliet: I will not!

Romeo: We're all the more foolish for quarelling. We're all dead, nothing
will change for it.

Mercutio: And who's fault is it that both of  US (*gestures to Tybalt and
himself* ) are dead, then? I don't remember such a lover's bond!

Tybalt: I point, I say, he does yet have.

Juliet: Tybalt, you're coying to be strange.

Romeo: And roses are still roses.

Mercutio: And so dead we'll stay!

(All three fade away)