Popping Pussies Into Pies…well, attempting to
Mrs. Lovett's brown orbs searched the alleyway that was lit by the pale moonlight.
"Here pussy, pussy." she called out softly.
Hearing a small rustle, Nellie spun around with her sack ready to catch anything that moved. A black cat slinked out from behind some baskets.
"There you are, my pet."
Nellie slowly crept towards the cat, trying not to scare it away. The cat looked up at her with apprehension.
"Nothing's gonna harm you." She sang softly.
With her sack open and ready, Nellie dived towards the cat, trying to catch it. The cat was too smart for her and jumped out of the way and ran off.
"Bloody hell!" Nellie muttered, "Stupid cat."
With a defeated sigh, she got up, dusted herself off and trudged back to her meat pie emporium. She muttered profanity as she entered her shop. Nellie went behind the counter and began chopping onions with a heavy hand. The bell on her door rang. Looking up, Nellie saw the shadow of a man standing on the doorway.
"A customer!"