Ms. Héderváry stood in front of the cast and crew with a large proud grin on her face. "It is show time. You have been rehersing for this for almost 2 months now. I'm proud of all of you, but I'm letting you know ahead of time. If you mess up at all, you'll never be in the theater department ever again." She gave her trademark creepy grin. "Let's all get ready and break a leg!"

The cast cheered in agreement and rushed off to slip into costume and get ready. A few crew members following to help with the costumes. A small group of new underclassman cower in fear at the trademark expression.


Mr. Edelstein glanced at his watch and nodded to himself when he saw the time. He turned around on th organ bench and started playing the piece printed on the paper before himon th stand.

With Mr. Edelstein starting to play the introductory prelued, the lights started to dim and the audience took it as their que to quiet and take there seats.

Half way threw the prelued, the curtains lifted, and the lights came on. A loud whistle screamed and most of the extras runs to get into position.

The musical was starting.


Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd.

His skin was pale and his eye was odd.

He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never there after were heard of again.

He draws a path that few have drawn,

did Sweeney Todd.

The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.

The man that looked like a banker casually walked out of the spot light and another man who looked like a plump policeman took his place on center stage.

He kept a shop in London Town.

Of fancy clients and good renown.

And what if none of their souls were saved?

They went to their maker impeccably shaved.

By Sweeney.

By Sweeney Todd.

The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.

The policeman stepped from the spot light and all the main lights came on at once to reveal a great number of homeless and grotesk looking people. Each one seeming to cringe while they continue with the Ballad.

Swing your razor wide!
Sweeney, hold it to the skies.
Freely flows the blood of those who moralize.
His needs were few, his room was bare.
A lavabo and a fancy chair.
A mug of suds, and a leather strop,
an apron, a towel, a pail, and a mop.
For neatness he deserved a nod,
Did Sweeney Todd?,
The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.

Inconspicuous Sweeney was,
quick, and quiet and clean he was.
Back of his smile, under his word,
Sweeney heard music that nobody heard.
Sweeney pondered and Sweeney planned,
like a perfect machine he planned,

The women of the street were joined in the center stage by men that looked mechanics and factory workers.

Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!

All of them screamed and scattered but stayed on stage as Arthur dressed in a white shirt and thread bare over-alls walks onto the stage from the temporary setting door in the back of the stage.

Arthur looked them over with disgust and continued with the Ballad.

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!

The others on stage turned to look at the audience and echoed.

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!

Then they all turned there attention back to Arthur.

What happened then, well that's the play,
and he wouldn't want us to give it away...

Not Sweeney
Not Sweeney Todd

Arthur gave an evil smirk as the non-named characters scurry from where they came from to get off the stage practicly screaming their verses to end the act.

The demon barber of Fleet... Street...

The stage is now empty except for Arthur and shakling.

The lights turn off and the audience clap.


Ms. Héderváry shuttered ever so slightly. "It's going well so far," she muttered to herself.

Alfred came to stand next to her, nervs clearly on edge. "Don't say that. It's only the beginning on the second act. You might jinx us, ya know."

Ms. Héderváry glances to him then back at the crew setting up effishently for the next part. "You're right."


I hope you enjoyed this first chapter. There might be 27 or 28 chapters, depending on the popularity once I'm 5 or so chapters in. I hope I get to do more of this. Thank you very much for reading. Please rate and review.