It's xXEmoVampirateXx here. My second story. Hope this is formatted better, but I apologize if it isn't.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sweeney Todd or any of its characters
Prologue
The body of Judge Turpin dropped from the trapdoor above. Mrs. Lovett was dragging the body of the beggar woman who had just been slaughtered minutes before towards the oven. As she was dragging her, she glanced at her face and realized something. Lucy. "The barber's wife." She whispered to herself. However, her thoughts were interrupted by a gurgling noise coming from the judge. Mrs. Lovett dropped Lucy's body, and walked toward him, and the dying judge grabbed her skirt. "DIE! DIE ALREADY! DIE!" She screamed, he finally let go of her skirts, and collapsed. She then heard the footsteps of Sweeney Todd above her. She quickly grabbed Lucy's body and threw her in the oven. Sweeney came down and burst in the door. "I heard screaming." He said with the same monotone as usual. "It was just the judge pulling on me skirts, but he's finished now." She replied. "Go get the door." He said, pulling on the judge's arm. She nodded and opened the door to the oven. Sweeney threw the judge in, same thing with Beadle Bamford. "Now let's find the boy." Sweeney said. This is what was going to be hard for Mrs. Lovett.
So, what did you think of my ending? Reviews are more than welcome! :D