Sweeney Todd Fanfic
The Barber & the Baker's Niece
Summary: Brianna and her younger sister, Nicolette, decide to stay with their mother's younger sister, Nellie Lovett, after the murder of their parents. During that time, Brianna meets and falls in love with the one and only, Demon Barber of Fleet Street.
Chapter 1
Blood.
It was everywhere. On the floor, on the walls. It had my parents surrounded. Of course the blood was theirs. Especially, since it was leaking out of their chests, thanks to the bullet holes.
I take my shaking hand, and place on my mother's now cold cheek. Tears were streaming down my pale cheeks. There was a gasp coming from the doorway of our parlor. Nicolette. With one more glance at my parents, I dashed out of the room.
I found Nicolette sitting out on the porch floor curled up in a ball. Her mahogany colored hair covered half of her tear stained face. I kneeled beside her and ran my fingers through her ringlets of hair.
"Why Bri? Why would they hurt mama and papa? They did nothin' wrong." Nicolette cried. I sighed.
"I know Nicki. I swear on my life, I won't let anythin' harm you. Not while I'm around." Nicolette hugged me tight.
"Where will we go?" she whispered. Now that I think about it, I really haven't thought it all through. I tried to think of any relatives that wasn' dead. After thinking about it for a few minutes, I finally had it.
"I know exactly where we can go Nicki!" She looked at me with her dark brown eyes.
"C'mon, we're going to London."
********** Two Days Later**********
We asrrived at the London docks in only two days. Grabbing our bags, we exited the ship and entered the street.
"Brianna? Do you have any idea where our aunt might live?" Nicolette asked.
I shook my head. There was a man with a carriage, standing by one of the vendors. As we approached the man, I asked, " Excuse me sir? But do you know where I could Mrs. Lovett?" The man pondered it for a minute.
"Why of course! Lives on Fleet Street she does. I can take yous there if you want?" I smiled.
"Oh sir! That would be fantastic! Thank you. Come along Nicki." Once we settled on the carriage, we were off. As I looked out of the window, I noticed that London was a bit dark and gloomy. It made me shiver.
We approached Fleet Street and noticed a small little bake shop. Not just any bake shop, but, 'Mrs. Lovett's Meat Pies'.
"Here ya go dears. She owns that shop there." I thank the driver and give him some money. Taking Nicolette's hand, we grabbed our bags and made our way over to the shop.
"'Ello? Is anyone here?" I said, once we entered the shop.
A woman, with untamed brown hair, brown eyes and pale skin came into the room. She wore a black dress, with red ruffles coming out of the top part of her dress. 'Oh, this is definitely aunt Nellie. Her and mama have the same brown hair and brown eyes.'
" 'Ello, dearies. Wot can I do for ya? Did you come 'ere for a meat pie?" Nicolette and I shared a smile.
"No, ma'am. Pardon us for asking but, you wouldn't happen to be Mrs. Lovett would ya?" I asked.
"Well of course I am. May I ask why?"
"Don't you remember us, aunt Nellie? It's me, Brianna and Nicolette." Our aunt stood there for a few minutes until she snapped out of it. Her eyes going wide.
" You mean lil' Brianna? The one that was always attached to me hip whenever she came to visit?" I nodded my head. She came towards me and wrapped her arms around me.
" Oh I've missed you so much, luv. And look at ya, Nicolette! Last time I saw ya, you were just a tiny lil thing. Come 'ere, my luv." She wrapped her other arm around Nicki.
"It's nice to see you all again. And where is my sista? She could have at least written me a-" I cut her off.
" No, aunt Nellie. Maybe you should sit for this." My aunt looked at me confused, but she sat down anyway. I sat with her and held her hands.
"Wot's goin' on, luv?" my tears began to fall.
"Y-you s-see aunt Nellie, somethin' terrible has 'appened." My aunt's eyes widened. I continued on. "M-mama and p-papa are gone! T-they were m-murdered." At that moment I broke down in my aunt's arms. Her head was buried in my raven black curly hair. Her tears falling into my head. Nicolette sat there with her head on the table sobbing. We all sat there crying until, someone walked in.
" What in the world, is going on in here?" I looked up and locked eyes with the man. He also locked eyes with me. His eyes were a very dark brown, almost black, with dark circles under them. He had raven black hair like mine, but he had a white streak on the right side of his hair. It contrasted very well with his pale skin.
" Sorry Mistah T. But there was a situation in my family." my aunt said to the man. He finally unlocked his eyes from mine and spoke to my aunt.
" Just make sure it doesn't happen again." with that he left.
"Well he seems downright rude, aunt Nellie." Nicolette sniffed.
"I know dear. But it will take time. You will stay won't you Bri?"said aunt Nellie.
" We would love to! That's why we came here in the first place. I mean if you don't mind aunt Nellie." She smiled and hugged me.
" Of course it's fine with me luv. You girls are the only family I have left. Since me poor Albert died." she said while looking at our late uncle Albert's portrait. " and now my sistah and your father. Speaking of, do you have any idea who could've done all this?" I bit my lip. A nasty little habit I have.
" Um... Nicolette do you mind going into the parlor, please? I have to speak with aunt Nellie alone." Nicolette nodded her head and left. " Well I do know who did this. I took a glance before papa had us hide in the basement."
" Who was it, luv?"
" It was someone called, Beadle or something like that. What I heard was that he had a job to do from Judge Turpin." my aunt gasped.
" Beadle Bamford. Why would Turpin do that?"
" My father was next in line to become the new judge of all of England. I guess Turpin wanted that position more than ever if he had to turn to murdering."
" We'll figure something out luv. But for now how about we make some lunch? I bet your bellys are all rumbling." we laughed. " Come along." with that we went to make lunch.