The Flaw in her Plan
My first drabble!
Not really spell checked, so sorry for whatever stupid mistake(s) I made this time. =)
I don't own Sweeney Todd. I just borrow it… again and again and again…
Mrs. Lovett wrinkled her nose in disgust as she looked at the pie now sitting in front of her.
There it was-her first pie made with her new, special meat. She had worked all morning on it. Her first pie made with her new meat and what she hoped were the right spices and herbs to make the taste just right. Of course, she wouldn't know until she tested it if the spices and herbs were all right.
And now, looking down at the pie sitting in front of her, she couldn't help but gag a little at the idea.
She had thought about Pirelli. In the back of her mind, she knew who was sitting in front of her right now, and the thoughts had crept to the front of her mind. She just didn't have it in her to take a bight and try it out.
She had never really agreed to eat them, right? She had agreed to cook them, and only to make Sweeney happy. In fact, as this yummy pie sat in front of her right now, she couldn't help but wish she had never brought it up.
Where had she been when she thought that using people for her meat was a good idea?
Looking in Mr. T's eyes, that's where she was. Smiling at his approving face; knowing that he was glad to have her there for once.
And love makes a girl do crazy things.
Like thinking that baking people into pies is a good idea.
But now, its sitting in front of her. Her plan, her idea, so shouldn't it be her to be the first to suffer through eating it? Even with that nagging feeling all the way through that it was a who she was eating?
Isn't it only fair that the person foolish enough to come up with the horrid idea should harshly undergo having even just one?
Isn't it?
"Toby?" Mrs. Lovett called. "Yah wanna try something for me, love?"