A/N: I own nothing. I know I should be working on Sleep but this popped into my mind and I even have songs for it.
It had been a month since Sweeney Todd had gotten his revenge on the Judge, but he was still the same cold man if not colder. In the Pie Shop Mrs. Lovett walked around serving her costumers, trying to hide the considerably large scar on the side of her neck, and Toby stood outside of the door singing to promising costumers.
Back Story
The night that Sweeney had attempted to kill Mrs. Lovett she realized what he was trying to do, and at the last minute, shut the oven door. When she had done so Todd took his razor and attempted to slash her throat open, Mrs. Lovett turned her head to avoid the blade, and Toby, who had come from god-knows-where, tackled the barber to the ground. The razor had still cut her a considerable amount but not enough to kill her.
Toby's hatred for Mr. Todd had grown that night and still did every day. He didn't like Mrs. Lovett as much as he did either, for making him still live with Mr. Todd. For a week Toby had even stopped calling her mum and only referred to her as Mrs. Lovett.
Mrs. Lovett got Toby to believe that the only reason he found a toe in the pie was because one day while cutting meat she dropped the knife and it cut her toe off. Very unbelievable story but being the simple thing he is Toby bought it. Todd still continued to kill his costumers, but not all of them.
Present Day
The sky was its usual gray shade and the costumers came in by the hundred. Toby and Mrs. Lovett had been serving customers from seven to noon non-stop. Tired of running about, Mrs. Lovett turned the sign to 'closed' just to get an hour's rest.
"Here love" she said placing a garbage bin in Toby's hands "Now take this out back and empty it for me will you?" she asked in a cheery tone
"Sure thing mum." He said with a smile on his face. He took the garbage bin and walked out back. He emptied it into a larger garbage bin which stood on the inside of a picket fence.
After emptying the garbage he looked up to see a face, the face of a boy who appeared no more than maybe a year older than he was. The boy had chocolate brown hair and dark green eyes and leaning on the other side of the fence. Toby dropped the garbage bin when he first saw the face.
"Sorry you scared me there." He said picking the bin back up
"It's okay I just wanted to talk to you." He said hands in his pocket.
"Me? Why?"
"Well there aint many children on Fleet Street, and I noticed you moved in about a few months ago." He said "I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out some time."
Toby looked at him "I don't know" he said "I work at the pie shop a lot, but maybe you can visit some time." He said cheerfully
"Mrs. Lovett's the one who runs the shop right?"
"Yeah."
"She your mom?"
"Adopted."
"Me too. By the church I live in the one across the street." He pointed to the church whose roof touched the sky and reached for the stars. "St. John is sorta like me father but the guys old enough to be my grandfather. He can be nice but he can be pretty strict about abiding to the lord's wishes. For an old man he can hit pretty hard." He looked at Toby. "I never really understood it, if there was a god then why are we living in this pit of a city. I told him that if there was a god I would have met my real parents and they wouldn't treat me like he does. I told him that I'm glad he isn't my real father cause he's a bastard when you get down to it. You ever get hit?"
"By Mrs. Lovett? No, she's the nicest lady I've ever met."He stretched his hand over the fence and said "By the way my name is Tobias Ragg, call me Toby."
The other boy took Toby's hand in his shook it and said "My name is Nick, Nicholas Barker."
A/N: wow cliff-hanger no not really, I'll try to update soon but I might procrastinate cause I'm also working on 'sleep'. Plzreview sorry for the shortness. P.S No idea where this is going. And I own Nicholas, he is mine.