Schlagwort: secret veronaville

It’s not that Hermia hates her family, it’s just that she can’t wait to leave it behind.

Tybalt might be a bit to abrasive, but hey, it’s not like there’s ever came anything bad out of an aggressive teenager and an old family-feud.

“I’m too old for this shit.”

Consort’s motto for almost everything in this family. He’s long given up trying to understand what’s happening in this family, and spends his old days blissfully unaware of the intentions of this family.

Nylissit had had enough with her sister. Jennail certainly inherited a bit too much of their mother. While the rest of the family retires to the living room (family music on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday), these two fight teeth and nails in the bathroom.

A real treat, this family.

That’s it. Jennail fears that she might have to murder her niece. You know, she had a lot of patience with her sister’s family, even supported her. Jennail always had to fight for every bit of love from her parents. Even though she was the oldest sister and the heiress of the Tricou fortune (nevermind that there is no fortune anymore), her parents always favoured Nylissit. They always told her to be nicer to her little sister, to stop punching her and that the woods are no place for an infant, are you trying to kill her, dammit Jennail?, and when Nylissit had a girl, Jennail knew that she would have to fight even harder to secure her place. And dressing Fricorith up and pretending that he was a girl didn’t really work either. And now that little spoiled brat declares her connection to the Capp son? All these years of hard work? Gone. Poof. 

Poor Bottom often gets neglected in this household, so she spends her time with her friends, the flowers, dreaming of the day where her magical abilities take over and she will be able to talk to them. No one dared to tell her yet that she is a mere mortal without an inch of magic in her bones.

Ah, teenager hormones! Even fairies aren’t spared so Puck spends his time checking himself out in the mirror, stottering if one of the girls in his class talks to him, arguing with his on-off girlfriend Hermia about said encounterers, and desperatly hoping that he will grow a few inches. He knows that fairies are rather small, but he can’t even see his full face in the mirror.

“So dear, aren’t you happy that we finally succubed to marriage?” “I swear to you Oberon, if you don’t shut up right now, I might make your mouth disappear!” “Bitch!” “Bumbling Idiot!”

Oberon and Titania might not always get along too great (or at all), but they’re determinded to make it work. They might want to kill each other sometimes, but they will be doing it with a smile.