Mrs. Lovett was snug in her bed. There was a terrible thunderstorm outside. Though it never bothered her, she didn't like it it but it never bothered it. But when a big thunder bashed she heard crying come from downstaires.

"What is that?" She asked herself. She got out of bed and put on her red rob and went downstaires. She took a candle down with her. She went into the kitchen, nothing there, until another rawr of thunder hit the sky and there was a small whimper coming from the living room. Mrs. Lovett slowly walked into the living room where the small whimpers were coming from. she looked around the room when she heard it come from under the coffee table. She set the candle on the table and looked under. When she looked under she was face-to-face with a frightened looking Toby.

"Toby?" Mrs. Lovett said.

"Mu-" He started until another rawr of thunder interupted him. He squealed with fear and buried his face in his arms. Mrs. Lovett got up.

"Come up from under there, Love." Mrs. Lovett said soothingly. (ok...just really quick, I don't know how old they all are but Toby is 9, Mrs. Lovett is 29, and Mr. Todd is 31. Ok just wanted to say that. They might be a little young but yeah.)

Toby slow got up from under the table with the blanket wrapped around him. He was shaking. Soon after there was another rawr of thunder and Toby fell to the floor whimpering.

"I didn't do anyting!" He whimpered.

"Toby, What are you talking about?" Mrs. Lovett said holding him into her arms.

"When I was with that man." He sobbed quietly, "He would lock me outside when there was a thunderstorm. He make up a fake excuse to lock me outside. But he knew I was terrified of thunderstorms." Mrs. Lovett picked him up and sat him on the couch next to her. She got comfortble and wrapped her arms around him as he got comfey. Toby jumped when the other rawr of thunder blasted the sky.

"It's alright Love." Mrs. Lovett sang softly, "Nothings gonna harm you not while I'm around." They both fell asleep a few minutes after that. It was a Friday morning. The shop was closed for the weekend when people started getting suspicious. Mr. Todd went downstaires. He didn't hear Mrs. Lovett at all. Which was strange to him. He went into the livingroom and found Mrs. Lovett sleeping with her arms wrapped around Toby like a mother and her baby. Mr. Todd gave them a wierd look. He then saw Toby's tear-stained face.

"Was he crying?" Mr. Todd thought. He walked over to where they were when Mrs. Lovett's eye cracked open and saw Mr. Todd walking over to them. She lifted her head to face him.

"Oh.......Good mornin' Mr. Todd." She yawned.

"What are you doing down here?" He asked nodding to Toby. She looked at Toby. She didn't want him to know what happened. She thought it was a bad idea for some reason.

"He....he had a bad dream." She lied. He knew that wasn't the truth but he didn't ask about it. Mrs. Lovett kissed Toby gently on his forehead and he opened his eyes. He yawned and streched.

"Come on love." Mrs. Lovett smiled, "Help me make breakfast."

"Ok mum." Toby smiled and ran into the kitchen. Mrs. Lovett and Toby started cooking. Mr. Todd peaked in the kitchen and saw how much they really looked like they were mother and son. After the three of them ate their breakfast Mr. Todd went upstaires to polish his 'friends' when he heard his door open. Mrs. Lovett was standing there with Toby.

"Mr. T, I have to go out of town to visit my sick sista' for an hour and a half, and the foster enspecta' will take him away if he sees Toby by himself. Do you mind if he stays up here with you. He won't be a bother." Mrs. Lovett said. Mr. Todd didn't feel like arguing.

"If he stays quiet." Mr. Todd said.

"Thanks love!" Mrs. Lovett smiled then turned to Toby, "Be good for Mr. Todd. Dear."

"Yes mum." Toby said as she gave him a quick peck on the forehead and left. Toby slowly made his way to Mr. Todd's couch and sat quietly. It was awkardly silent in the room. Until a man came in.

"Afternoon Mr. Todd." The man smiled and sat down.

"Afternoon Mr. White." Todd greeted him. The man sat down in the chair. (Ok major disappointment to some but they don't kill people as much anymore. Lovett's uncle was going bank rupt and gave all his cows, chickens, pigs, sheep. to them. But he does kill some people. only the people who hurt...so ya sorry...lets continue.)

When Mr. White sat down he noticed Toby. Who was drawing on a piece of paper.

"You never told me you had a son, Mr. Todd." Mr. White said. Mr. Todd looked over at Toby.

"Yes, He's actually adopted." Mr. Todd said and went over to Toby and ruffled up his hair. It would make a good impression of him. Toby looked up at him with 'What are you gonna do to me.' eyes. Toby watched as Mr. Todd started shaving the man. After 10 minutes he was finished. The man paid and left. Mr. Todd started cleaning his razor and looked over at Toby. Who was asleep on the couch. He continued staring at him until he heard a small bash of thunder. He saw that Toby jumped off the couch and ran to window with worried filled eyes. Mr. Todd looked at him.

"What is wrong with you?" Mr. Todd asked. But Toby didn't seem to of catch what he said. All he did was go under Mr. Todds desk, Cover his ears, and whimpered. Before Mr. Todd did anything Mrs. Lovett ran in and ran to Toby.

"It's ok love I'm here." Mrs. Lovett said soothingly and took Toby from under there. She held him for a minute and lead him out of the room. Mr. Todd thought that Mrs. Lovett thought he did something.

"I didn't do it." He said.

"Oh I know you didn't dear." She smiled and they were out the door.

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