Lol, well, I got bored. And there was atleast a few people that wanted me to continue. After lying in bed a few moments, I had some more ideas, and now the story intruiges me all of a sudden. so of course, I got up and decided to extend the chapter :P Enjoy!!!

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' "There's one thing you should know Mr. Todd." Mrs. Lovett's warned. " What would that be? " He asked, dazed seeing his blades for the first time in fifteen years. " My husband, Mr. Lovett...He's just on a trip, so don't be frightened at his return. " He nodded his head, obviously not interested at all. '

Mrs. Lovett had told him that months ago, and now there he stood. Sweeney hadn't expected it, for he barely remembered the conversation now. Mrs. Lovett had a look of disappointment in her eyes, but it could just be an effect of him over thinking lately.

" My Lovely I missed you! " Albert said, quickly pulling her into his large arms.

Mrs. Lovett had a rather large, fake smile on her face. Of course she knew he would return someday, she had just been distracted with Mr. Todd around. And she didn't really know if she had wanted Albert here at all.

" I'm glad your home love. " She said, trying as hard as she could to hide her disappointment.

The man let go of the small women, and began examining his home.

" The place is much cleaner then I remember. " He said, now walking past the two.

Mrs. Lovett's gaze shifted to Mr. Todd, and he was looking at her to. His stare pierced her, a look that told her he knew she wasn't as surprised of her husband's return as she was letting on. She shifted her gaze back to Albert, trying not to turn red from embarrassment.

" How about a feast love? celebrating my return. " The portly man said, more interested in everything in the kitchen then with the two people before him.

" Well then, I'll be unpacking! " He said, before Mrs. Lovett could answer , he was already stumbling off to the back room.

It didn't take much to persuade Sweeney to leave Mrs. Lovett, and go back up to his shop.

She was just pleased that Albert didn't have any reaction to another man in the house. She sighed, and looked around the room. Now finding herself alone, she began to prepare dinner.

Mr. Lovett sat in his old room. Everything had seemed to be the same, but he didn't take much time to realize every detail. He sat on the bed a moment, relaxing. He wasn't exactly the most active person.

Largely sighing, he began to think. What was that unfamiliar man doing in his house? For all he knew, the man better not have been fondling with his wife in his absence. He shook his. ' She wouldn't do that to me. ' He reassured himself. But he would still be weary around the man.

Mr. Lovett sat in the room, not moving, or unpacking a thing. When Mrs. Lovett called for dinner though, the man began to fill with energy.

Mrs. Lovett called to both Mr. Todd, and Albert for dinner. She was exhausted by the time she finished the large meal. She set the table, then seated herself in her rocking chair.
Mr. Todd was up in his room, wanting to ignore Mrs. Lovett's call. It wasn't what she usually did. But if he wanted to keep his shop, he was sure Mr. Lovett had a larger say in it, now that he was back.

When he opened the door, he found Mr. Lovett already seated at the table. He ate as if he hadn't even seen food in a life time. Scarfing down large amounts, barely taking time to even breath.

He took a seat on the other end of the table Mr. Lovett sat at.

" So, I don't remember catching your name lad. " He said through turkey in his mouth.

" Sweeney Todd. " He replied smoothly, not really wanting to make conversation with the man.

" Ah. " He hummed.

" My dearie has told me much about you. Says you saved my business. " He said, taking another large bite.

Sweeney noticed the annoyance in Mrs. Lovett's face when she hear ' my business. ' He could already tell that Mr. Lovett was very dominant over her. Maybe that would mean she would finally begin to back off of him.

" I guess. " He said in a low tone.

" You may also continue staying in the shop above. " He said in between chewing.

" Even though my Mrs. had no right given it to you. " He said, pausing a moment to give his wife a stern look.

" I'm sorry love. " She mumbled, continuing her knitting.

Sweeney could easily see the difference in Mrs. Lovett. She was always in a cheery mood, toothy grins on her face, continuously chattering on about everything. And she certainly never knitted, not the kind of hard work she was usually seen taken care of.

Mr. Lovett belched loudly, holding his hands on his stomach. Examining the large mess that lay in his wake.

" Dearie, clean this mess up before you go to bed tonight. " He ordered, already standing up.

" I'll see you tomorrow mornin Mr. Todd. " He said with a yawn, as he disappeared back into the back room.

Mrs. Lovett lifted herself from her seat, already beginning to clean. Avoiding eye contact with Mr. Todd.

He grabbed hold of her wrist, and pulled her face closer to his own. He stared into her eyes for a moment.

" Don't speak to him of the meat pies. " He said sternly.

Mrs. Lovett nodded her head.

" I know Mr. Todd. " She said.

" And don't mention Benjamin Barker. " He continued.

" I know. " She said again, now avoiding his gaze again.

Mrs. Lovett was definitely acting different.

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I hope you liked the extended version. I felt I jumped around a bit in the middle, but I hope that doesn't bother anyone much. Please tell me what you think :D