Goodbye, Mr. Todd
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Sweeney Todd. sigh
A ear piercing scream echoed in the disgusting tunnels of London's sewer system causing the lanky boy to jump. "Mum!" Toby started to run, his legs taking him toward Mrs. Lovett's scream. He better not have hurt her. His thoughts raged through his head, thinking of how he was going to make that murderer pay for hurting his Mum. He pushed the grate up above his head and pulled himself out of the sewer and into the bake house.
Sweeney was sitting just a few feet away, covered in blood and singing to a body that he cradled in his arms. Toby looked down seeing the silver glint of Sweeney's equally bloodied razor, just inches from Toby's grimy shoes. He picked up the razor taking the few steps between them. "What have you done to Mum, Mr. Todd?" He growled surprisingly low for his age.
"Just kill me..." He cried, burying his face into the bodies hair.
"Where is she!" Toby demanded, his voice cracking a little bit. Sweeney looked over at the oven scowling.
"In Hell, where she belongs." He hissed between his teeth.
"N-N-NO!" Toby stammered, stepping away from the man, dropping the razor. "Mum!" He cried into his hands.
"She lied..." Sweeney whispered looking back down at the body. "My Lucy..."
"Y-Y-You killed her!" Toby sobbed. "Y-You killed my M-Mum!"
"She lied!" Sweeney growled, standing up, holding Lucy in his arms. "She lied to me about my wife! My beautiful Lucy!" He turned and glared at the young boy, tears mixing with the blood on his face.
"S-S-She cared for me l-like her own!" He sobbed. "M-Mum..." Toby dropped to his knees, tears making tracks on his dirty face.
"Your 'Mum' was going to kill you!" The barber hissed. "Make you into a damned pie." He muttered. Sweeney's eyes filled with sorrow as he looked back down at his wife. "Oh Lucy..." He whispered, dropping to his knees again.
"N-No..." Toby stammered. "You... You MONSTER!" He growled, looking for the razor.
"Lucy... My Lucy..." The young boy smiled when he spotted the silver gleam beside the barber. Toby lunged for the razor, Sweeney not taking notice or caring.
"Goodbye, Mr. Todd." Toby hissed as he slit Sweeney's throat. "I hope you burn."
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