Disclaimer: I'm sad to inform you that I don't own Sweeney Todd...
A/N: English is not my first language, sorry for the mistakes in advance!
I suppose this is a alternative ending...
I mean any ending that doesn't involve Helena Bonham Carter being burned alive and Johnny Depp bleeding all over the floor of a bakehouse, is good for me...
I know it's a film, but it's still horrible!
I love the Sweeney Todd though!
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Mrs. Lovett was the happiest woman alive!
After all this time and after everything that had happened, she finally got her beloved barber all to herself. It was all over, Judge Turpin was gone, Lucy was gone, his revenge was complete...
He forgave her, they could still be married, by the sea...
Mrs. Lovett and Mr. Todd were dancing and singing in the middle of the bakehouse.
For one second it had seemed like everything was going wrong and like everything had been all for nothing. Sweeney Todd had found his beloved wife Lucy dead on the floor, killed by his own actions. It had all been Mrs. Lovett fault, she hadn't told him...
For a second Mrs. Lovett had thought that he was going to kill her. She had never lied, she just hadn't told him the whole story... Mrs. Lovett knew at that moment it wouldn't help her, but she kept repeating that to him. She was desperate and was willing to try anything that could possibly save her life.
To her surprise Sweeney Todd hadn't been angry. No, he had told her there was nothing to fear and had called her Love. Before she even knew it they were dancing...
Going round and round in the middle of the bakehouse.
Mrs. Lovett was the happiest woman alive, with Mr T's arm around her.
Little did she know...
The demon barber hated the woman, never liked her really... Always around him, telling to let go of the past... His wife... His daughter. Ohw he hated her and now he had every reason for it! She had lied to him! About his precious wife! He had killed his own wife and it was Mrs. Lovett's fault!
She would pay...
She would suffer... Make her believe he forgave her, loved her even and then he would kill her. Burned alive in her own oven!
It would be the perfect revenge!
So they danced, going round and round and Mrs. Lovett was completely oblivious to his plan...
Mrs. Lovett was looking up at him with her eyes full of love and Mr. Todd looked down with an evil grin.
They moved in the direction of the oven, they could already feel the heat.
Just when the demon barber was ready to complete his revenge on his little baker, she ruined his plan and saved her own life at the same time.
Without even knowing it...
Mrs. Lovett was in a state of pure bliss, she even didn't notice the heat of the oven on her back. She had only eyes for her barber. Mrs. Lovett decided that this was her chance to finally show the barber how she felt...
Without thinking much about her actions, she planted her lips onto the ones of Mr.T.
She kissed him.
Mr. Todd froze, he lost all the strength in his arms he had had to throw the baker into the fire.
She kissed him... Sweeney Todd felt her warm lips on his own...
Everything stopped, it was just him and the baker...
When Sweeney finally realized what was happening he pushed her off of him and stormed out of the bakehouse.
Mrs. Lovett stumbled to the floor.
Maybe she shouldn't have done that... It had been too early to kiss him...
Mrs. Lovett sighed.
At least she had finally kissed him on the lips. She smiled and let her fingers touch her lips. It surely had felt good...
Deciding that Mr. T probably needed some time alone she went to clean up the mess in the bakehouse. Judge Turpin, Lucy and the Beadle would all make excellent meat pies...
Mr. Todd was pacing in his shop.
Bloody wonder she was... Always surprised him... He hated it!
She should've been dead by now! Burning alive! Screaming! Just like she deserved for lying to him, but he had done nothing...
He had just stood there while her lips had been touching his.
Disgusting!
The sound of the bell of his door interrupted Mr. T from his thoughts.
An evil grin spread across his face.
If Mrs. Lovett wasn't going to die today, someone else was...
Mrs. Lovett knew she hadn't amused Sweeney Todd with her kiss.
She still wasn't finished with cutting up the bodies, because Mr. Todd kept killing new people. In the last half hour, 3 more bodies had fallen onto the floor of the bakehouse.
Mr. Todd clearly was not amused. He was angry...
''Sillly ol' man'' she whispered as another body fell down the hole.
She sighed and put a new tray of fresh meat pies into the oven.
Upstairs, Mr Todd sat in his own chair.
He sighed. He had killed four people and he still had this weird feeling.
Mrs. Lovett...
That stupid woman... He didn't even like her... He hated her!
''I hate her!'' he roared.
Then why was it, that he couldn't stop touching the spot where her lips had been on his just over a half hour ago?
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Just an idea I had...
Tell me what you think!