A Messy Christmas Morning
I'm so happy, my first Christmas story on . And yes, it will be a Sweenett. The two-chaptered story will begin on Christmas morning and end on Christmas night. The story will begin with an argument between the barber and baker, but can the Christmas spirit turn them both around? Just to let everyone know, I don't own Sweeney Todd. And even if I did, he'd refuse to allow me to say that I did own him.
It was Christmas day on Fleet Street. All over children were playing in the light snowfall. They were catching snowflakes on their tongues, and snowballs were flying in every direction. The inhabitants of 186 Fleet Street had just woken. Sweeney Todd opened his eyes and instantly began shivering. Why did winter have to be so bloody cold? He rose out of the red and got dressed for the day. After dressing he made him way to his large window that overlooked the town. The snow seemed to be dancing in the sky, Sweeney wished for a blizzard. So that not only would the beauty of the snow turn into a freezing cold blizzard, but also so that the vermin that were running around down below would have to be miserably stuck inside their homes. He smirked at the thought of all of the people screaming in terror as a huge tornado of a snow blizzard blew them all into its swirling vortex. Soon though, he was brought of his dream by a knock at the door. Mrs. Lovett entered carrying his breakfast on a tray. She smiled as she entered and set the tray down on the desk opposite the door. She spun around and walked toward the barber. "Happy Christmas Mr. T!" She wrapped her arms around the barber in blissful happiness. Apparently she was very drawn in by what day it was, otherwise she'd remember how he disliked others coming into physical contact with him. She kept one arm around his back as she looked out the window with him. "Isn't it beautiful out there Mr. Todd. Ya know, Christmas is me favorite 'oliday, right before 'alloween!"
Sweeney grumbled under his breath. He shrugged her arm off of him and turned to her. "What's so good about today Mrs. Lovett, it's just another day but with snow. And no, it's not that beautiful or anything, it's just bloody freezing!" He walked past her and grabbed his leather jacket to keep himself warm. He looked down at the tray of food. Eggs, toast that was shaped like Christmas trees, a candy cane and a mug of hot cocoa with marshmallows. (Now I'm getting hungry). He grimaced at the gleeful display of food.
Mrs. Lovett rolled her eyes at him. "Come on now Mr. T, can't you be happy for at least this day out of the year. Don't be such a Grinch! Today's more than just an average day. It's a day for celebration, for family to be together, for food and for gifts. Why don't you come downstairs with me and Toby, you've got presents too."
Sweeney looked at her annoyed. "First of all, family? We never were, aren't now and never will be a family. You're delusional in your dreams about us becoming anything besides partners in crime! I might as well have no more family, my only daughter was taken from me by a perverted rapist. And my beautiful wife was raped, and as a result, poisoned herself to death! So the next time you think of saying the word family to me, you better rethink it! And second of all, I don't give a damn about presents or any of that thank you, I'm fine sitting up here and thinking about how much better I'd be if Lucy and Johanna were here. I don't need you or your little brat of a son to make my Christmas even worse." Mrs. Lovett wasn't one to yell, and she didn't want to yell now. She was angry and afraid, she wanted to cry. She would never let the man she loved see her cry though, so she left quickly. She made sure to slam his barber shop door nice and hard behind her though, just to show how upset he had made her.
Nellie stood at her counter frusterated, why did that man have to be so bloody stubborn?! Christmas was a time for cheer, but nothing, not even christmas was going to stop him from being his brooding self. She knew it was wrong because of what he'd been through, she knew she should be more flexible around him because of it all, but she was angry. She grabbed the last leftover egg, she would go out the next day to get some more, and hurled it at the ceiling in rage. Not thinking about gravity though, she got more angry when the egg fell back down, luckily hitting the floor. She let out an agitated yell and began to clean up the mess.
Toby heard her angry outbursts and came running into the shop. "Mum are you okay, I heard a lot of noise and I got worried." He walked behind the counter and help her clean up her mess.
They cleaned up and Mrs. Lovett gave him up a hug. "Don't ya worry Toby, I'm just having a bad day. Maybe I didn't enough sleep, so I'm just a little annoyed now." Toby nodded and walked off to his room again to continue drawing. 'Such a sweet boy he is' she thought. 'I should make him a special treat for being so helpful to me all of the time.' That was when she got an idea. She grabbed some chocolate batter and mixed in some red and green candies in a pan. She topped it off with red and green candy decorations and put it all in the oven.
Some time after their argument, well his really, Sweeney smelled a delicious scent come from the shop didn't smell like meat pies, more like, chocolate. And even though he had changed, one thing hadn't changed besides his love for him wife and daughter, and that was his fixation with chocolate (lol-Willy references rule). He looked into one of the windows to see if Mrs. Lovett was around, she had just left the room. He grinned and slowly walked into the pie shop. He stood in front of the brownies and inhaled a huge amount of chocolate scent. He grabbed a nearby knife and started to cut into them, suddenly, he felt a hard object come into contact with his greedy hand. "Don't you dare! Put the knife, down, and step, away, from the brownies." Sweeney turned around quickly to see Mrs. Lovett standing behind him with the spoon she'd used to stir the brownies pointing at him, while her other hand rested on her hip. "Did ya 'ear me, or do I need ta 'it you again Mr. Todd? Step away from the chocolate."
He frowned and backed away as he saw her take the brownies away from him. "Couldn't I just have one Mrs. Lovett, you know how I've always been with chocolate, especially your brownies. Could never resist them since my Benjamin years." She smiled at this slightly, remembering how a young Benjamin Barker would always complement her on her brownies.
She was brought back to reality. "Those are for me an' Toby, 'sides, they ain't even done coolin' yet." He nodded and slowly made his way back up to his barber shop. She walked into her room and grabbed the gift she had gotten for Toby for today.
"Mum I love it!" Mrs. Lovett had bought him a game he could play with all of his friends. Do ya like my present, do ya?!"
Mrs. Lovett smiled down at the new rolling pin he had bought for her, her old one had given out on her one day. Then she looked at the homemade card he'd given her. It had what appeared to be her and Toby and the inside read 'I'm so glad you're my mum. I love you and have a happy Christmas.'She smiled and reached over to give Toby a large hug. "I love it dearie, thank you so much. Are you having a happy Christmas?" Toby nodded and asked her. "I am for the most part, earlier was just a rough patch, ye know?" He nodded understandingly. "I made some brownies, they need to cool a bit longer, but we can have some later if you'd like." Toby licked his lips enthusiastically and smiled. She giggled and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "I'll take that as a yes then."
So, that's a quick chapter 1. As always, I hope you liked my first chapter, and I hope you like my second chapter as much. Have a merry Christmas everyone! XD Or whatever holiday you celebrate, have a great one.