THE FOLLOWING FIC CONTAINS SPOILERS! OH NOES!
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Note: this is based on The String of Pearls rather than the movie or anything else involving Mr. Todd.
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And that mysterious chair did swing 'round when unbolted, like the chair from hell it was (the parties involved who were not hiding in the cupboard and therefore could see it gasped dramatically).
Momentarily, Sweeny Todd reentered the room, and, seeing that Sir Richard hadn't been thrown to his death in the vaults below, uttered a rather dismayed "Oh, shit!" and made to jump out the window like a ninja (which he had subconsciously wanted to be all his life but didn't realize it until that moment).
The magistrate, however, caught him by his collar, and said "murderer!" which was the codeword for his friends in said cupboard to leap out and seize Mr. Todd.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Sir Richard said as his companions handcuffed the barber.
"I only did it," Todd said dully, "for the lulz."
A chorus of knowing "Ohhh"s followed this explanation, as well as Mr. Todd being un-handcuffed.
"I see," said Sir Richard. "Well, this was all just a misunderstanding, then." He laughed. "You see, we thought you were a homicidal maniac. But lulz! That is a truly worthy cause, Mr. Todd. Carry on then, good sir, carry on."
Having already killed Lovett, however, Sweeny Todd knew he could not go back to the pie business. Instead, he opted to pursue his secret dream of becoming a ninja, and later became famed throughout the land as the greatest ninja ever.
That's right, even better than Nah-roo-toe.
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A/N: I've been smoking the most delicious crack today! :D