Hi I know all you people are going to kill me who read my other stories but I'm out of ideas right now so I try to make one-shots but here is my latest story.
The night was late and a thick layer of mist swept over London. A dark figure sat in a darkened room gazing at a shining blade, glistening in the light of one flickering candle that kept the room from being completely black. Suddenly a bell rang as the door to the room opened. A voice then called out, "C'mon Mr.T time for dinner," the voice said.
"Now Mr.T you have to eat sometime,"
"Hmph," Mr. Todd replied not caring at all. Suddenly a howl rang out in the distance. A smile grew across Mr. Todd's face, "It would seem we have an unexpected visitor,"
"I really don't have a clue what you are talkin' bout," Mrs. Lovett said knowing that Mr. Todd wouldn't listen.
"Well dinner l' be downstairs if ya want it," she opened the door.
"I wouldn't go outside for too long Mrs. Lovett," she rolled her eyes and left.
The night continued on and every so often a howl would break the silence. Mrs.Lovetts kept baking pies from Mr. Todd's recent kills until a sharp scream made her jump. Mr. Todd heard it too and finally got up to look out the window. He gave a quick look and saw a large figure not to far from their small little shop. He also spotted Mrs.Lovetts coming out of the shop to see what just happened. His eyes widened and he ran down stairs. He opened the door to the pie shop and grabbed Mrs.Lovetts and covered her mouth so that she wouldn't scream. Once the she had calmed down he let her go and went to lock the door as he did he saw a figure of a large wolf walk by. It glanced into the pie shop and he ducked down.
"Now what was all that about?" Mrs.Lovetts asked finding it odd how jumpy Mr. Todd was.
"Don't leave for the rest of the night," he said in a quiet sort of way.
"Why what's appened?"
"Don't go out," he said as he directed a stern look towards Mrs. Lovett. She nodded.
"Seems ees finally lost is marbles," she muttered to herself as she began to wash the dirty dishes that had piled up from the terrific business they had been getting. This was all mainly thanks to Mr. Todd. The next day Mrs. Lovett and Mr. Todd went into town to find a crowd of people standing around a lamppost. Curious, Mrs. Lovett went down to see what all the fuss was about.
Dear residents of this town,
A werewolf has spotted in this village.
A 500-pound reward has been issued
for the capture of the werewolf. We
recommend that during the full moon
you all remain in your houses. If
you do die it is not our concern
there is nothing we can do about this.
Mrs. Lovett's eyes widened as she looked back at Mr. Todd. He looked up at her and she walked over to him. They stood side by side and she looked him.
"Ya know they're offering 500 pounds for the capture of that werewolf," she said to him, "we could use the money."
He smiled and looked back at her. Then suddenly a tall figure in all black followed by a friar walked up to the sign. Everyone stared at the two as they approached. The friar cringed and the taller figure lowered the rim of his hat to conceal his face. They both looked at the sign.
"This shouldn't be too hard to handle," the tall figure said, "all we need now is a place to stay," Mr. Todd and Mrs. Lovett's eyes opened in the thought of loosing all that money. Mr. Todd glanced at Mrs. Lovett and she nodded knowing they both had the same idea.
"Sir!" Mr. Todd called out, "Me and my…wife couldn't help but notice that you needed a place to stay, I'm Sweeney Todd by the way."
"Gabriel VanHelsing, yes my friend Karl and I notice you had a werewolf in this town and we intend to kill it."
"We," Karl said in sudden shock. VanHelsing glared at him.
"Well we have an extra room and thought you might like to stay there," Mr. Todd said doing his best to convince the stranger.
"Alright then if you're sure," VanHelsing said.
"Come with me then," Mr. Todd said as he directed the two back to the shop. Their plan was working.