(AN: This is the result of me watching Sweeney Todd over and over again. Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray-Man or Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street)
It was a normal, peaceful day at the Black Order. Well, as normal as you could get. Kanda was off training in the forest, Lenalee was helping out around the Science Department, and Allen and Lavi were hanging around in the cafeteria, a huge pile of empty plates in front of Allen.
"Geez, Allen. If you eat any more you'll explode!" Lavi joked, poking Allen's cheek.
"Oh, shut up Lavi." Allen retorted, slightly annoyed. Lavi laughed and put his legs up on the table, tilting his chair back. "So, how's the Bookman training going, Lavi?" Allen asked.
"It's going alright, I guess." Lavi said. "OH! I have an interesting story to tell you. I found out about it yesterday!"
"What is it?" Allen said, unsure of what to expect.
"Have you ever heard about Sweeney Todd?" Lavi inquired, a mysterious tone in his voice.
"Well, yes, of course!" Allen exclaimed. "I think that everyone in England's heard about that nutter!"
"Well, that's the thing. Sweeney Todd was in fact quite different from what we've all been told." Lavi said "You see, he was, in reality, an Exorcist for the Black Order."
"Really?! You've got to be kidding!" Allen laughed "Wait, you ARE kidding, aren't you?" Lavi shook his head.
"Nope. I'm being completely serious here." Lavi said "I'll tell you the story, but don't tell the panda that I told you. He'd kill me if he knew I was telling all of this."
"Alright. My lips are sealed." Allen said.
"Here we go. It all started when Sweeney was still known as Benjamin Barker, and when he was just starting out as a barber…."
*Flashback to Sweeney*
Benjamin Barker was walking through the flea market. He was just starting out as a barber in the room over Mrs. Lovett's Pie Shop, and he was looking around for a set of decent razor blades, seeing as how his current set is dull and rusted. He walked by a poor elderly man and a flash of silver caught his eye. The man looked like he selling a set of high-quality barber's razors.
"How much for the set, sir?" Benjamin asked, pulling out his money pouch.
"31 pounds please." The man said, coughing into a ratty handkerchief. Benjamin took out 62 pounds instead. He handed the money to the man.
"You can keep the change." Benjamin said with a smile. He took the set and walked away.
"Thank you sir!" the poor man called out as Benjamin walked away.
*Back to Allen and Lavi*
"Wait, so you're telling me that his razors were anti-akuma weapons?!" Allen asked.
"Yep!" said Lavi. "Want to grab more food? This is a long story." Allen got up and they went to go get more food.