Hay! This is my first story on here so go easy on me xD
Hope ya like it!
Lightning crashed through the sky, and the soft pitter-patter of the rain evaded the parlor. The sound became soothing to the demon barber, who sat in his chair, brooding away while peering out his large window.
The barber held a silver-chased razor in his hand, rolling it around in his palm. The razors were the only ones he deemed worthy of calling his 'friends'. To him, everyone else was just adding to the vermin on the world. He smiled and pulled the razor against his chest, becoming content, maybe too content, with his environment.
But, within a few seconds, the dainty bell above the door of the parlor chimed to him.
"Mistuh T., this rain is never gonna end!" The baker sighed as she trudged into the parlor. She shuffled over to the chair in the center of the room where the barber, Sweeney Todd, sat. She threw her arms around his neck as she scooted onto his lap.
"Mrs. Lovett, dear, just what are you doing?" Sweeney growled.
"Well, you're in the chair, so, now you're my chair." Mrs. Lovett smirked.
Sweeney shook his head and huffed. "I'm going to advise you to get off me, love, or else this won't turn out good." He threatened, and whole-heartedly meaning it.
Mrs. Lovett stayed put, not believing that he could do anything to her. He wouldn't… he was still the kind, loving Benjamin Barker he used to be in her eyes.
A snap of the eye and a quick second, the baker was standing up, stumbling around with confusion. The barber quickly shoved his razor against her throat, one hand grasping onto her back.
"One foolish mistake and you're done, pet. I'd watch it if I were you." He warned her.
"Remember who has the razor in this relationship." He snarled.
Hurhur dull ending, dull chapter, but it'll get better as I go on ;D
Spazzuh