Hello, all my fellow Sweeney Fans! You know you love me. -bows- Anyway, I thought with a person I was chatting with, "Omg! Why has no one done this?" So I set out to complete the task. This will not be a corny story, this is just the prologue. Just you wait...just you wait...
Glittering Gold, or not?: Our poor Sweeney has come home at last, only to find out...his wife isn't dead, but living somewhere...else. Somewhere, where the chances of stealing her back are slim...to none.
"Oh, Benjamin, this is such a wonderful place for Johanna to grow up in!" squealed Lucy in delight. Little Johanna giggle that way babies always do, a sort of gurgle that is simply adorable.
"Oh, I just know it, Lucy. We should thank Mrs. Lovett and Mr. Lovett for renting out their upstairs for us." Benjamin Barker laughed and spun around the room and bowed to Mrs. Lovett. She looked down through her big brown eyes at a rather happy, handsome man, all smiles. He looked up at her, and she smiled faintly.
Standing up, he twirled back over to his wife and child. They laughed and started twirling with him in the big, empty room. "Such a nice place to 'ave a family" muttered Mrs. Lovett.
Lucy smiled and nodded, "I know. I wonder when our next will be born, Benjamin. I can just feel him grow, I just know it." Smiling, she rubbed her stomach with her hand that wasn't holding Johanna. Benjamin's eyes widened, and he started yelling.
"A baby! Oh, another baby! We'll simply fill our whole life up with babies! Big ones and small ones, blond and tall, or, just, oh! Another baby!" he leaped into the air and pulled his family into a waltz. Johanna giggled and Lucy laughed, and Benjamin smothered his family with kisses.
He pulled away and spun over to Mrs. Lovett. "May I have this dance, Madam?" He held out his hand. Mrs. Lovett placed her small, calloused hand into his large, nimble one. He quickly grabbed her waist and they danced together, all around the room. Soon, much to soon for Mrs. Lovett's taste, he let her go and returned to his family.
She quickly wiped a tear from her eye and made a hasty exit, but not before hearing her love exclaim, "Nothing could ever go wrong!"
Corny, I know. It's supposed to be. Don't worry, though. It will have a touch of Stelli madness in it.
Stelli