I do not own the characters, nor do I own the story it's based on.

This is revolved around part of 'No Place like London.'

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There was a barber and his wife

And she was beautiful

A foolish barber and his wife

She was his reason and his life

And she was beautiful

And she was virtuous

And he was naïve.

Benjamin Barker was a very fortunate man. He had the life that any man only dreamed of. For not only was he an extremely handsome man himself, but he had the most beautiful wife in London. Together they lived harmoniously with their baby Johanna, so happy that she could make anyone smile. Benjamin never imagined anything would happen to change this, at least not today, today was a good day.

"I hope that they have some of those lilacs. They'd look great as a centerpiece." Lucy Barker held onto the side of Johanna's carriage, gliding along beside them. Benjamin pushed it, watching Johanna gurgle and play with her feet.

"If they don't we could always come back tomorrow." Lucy smiles up at him.

"You can afford to miss another day of work?" Benjamin smiled back.

"The work waits for you love." Benjamin stopped walking. Lucy bent down and retrieved Johanna from her carriage.

"Isn't she beautiful? She has your eyes Ben." Lucy wipes a smudge off Johanna's face. Benjamin held Johanna's favorite doll and took a flower from a nearby market basket.

"Look Johanna, look at the flower." Johanna showed interest in the doll and smiled. Lucy looked down at Ben, who looked back. He never had seen a more beautiful woman, her radiance glowed brightly. Benjamin sighed and thought to himself, today is a good day.

There was another man who saw

That she was beautiful

A pious vulture of the law

Who with a gesture of his claw

Removed the barber from his plate

Then there was nothing but to wait-

Judge Turpin had always wanted Lucy Barker to himself. He was the most powerful in London, and he, he thought, was far better looking then that useless barber named Benjamin. What was it she saw in him? He was just a pitiful townsman. And yet, Judge Turpin had never been jealous of any other man. He had always admired how Benjamin got everything he wanted, including beautiful Lucy and daughter Johanna.

"Is there anything of interest here today, my lord?" Beedle Bamford came up behind the judge. Yes there was indeed something here of interest, yet how to claim it for himself? He pondered for a moment before realizing it, how simple, how foolish, how had the thought never came to him before?

"That man has committed crime, fetch him." Beedle nodded, for the idea just struck him as well. Today is it, the judge thought, today is a very good day.

-And she would fall,

So soft,

So young,

So lost,

And oh so beautiful.

Lucy leaned in to kiss Benjamin when two cops bludgeoned him and started to drag him away. She was so confused, for Benjamin hadn't committed any crimes, he would have no motive to do so. Johanna starts to cry in her arms, she's helpless as her husband tries to maintain consciousness. He mouths 'I love you' before he's pulled out of sight. Lucy's eyes tear up, she wants to scream, to cry and chase after him. She's about to run when a hand grabs her shoulder. It's the great Judge Turpin, his eyes show great regret. Lucy starts to cry. Sticking Johanna back into the carriage, she storms off, leaving behind the life she had known only a few minutes ago. The judge stays still, tempted to stop her but letting her go. He'll have her soon; after all, today is a good day.