Heh heh heh...I'm ba-ack!
"…you lied to me…" Were the words that Sweeney Todd spoke to his landlady and partner in crime, Mrs. Lovett. She stood by the oven, watching him as he examined the body of his precious Lucy.
"Mr. Todd, please understand. She wasn't the Lucy you knew! Look at wot she became!" Mrs. Lovett pleaded, Sweeney wasn't listening.
"Lucy…I've come home again…" He whispered.
"Your Lucy died when she took that arsenic, Mr. Todd! Jus' think about wot she did! She abandoned your child by poisinin' herself! She abandoned you!" If Sweeney had been in a better state of mind, he would've considered Mrs. Lovett's reasoning's. However, he was in a completely different world.
"Oh my god…!" Mrs. Lovett took a step closer to her love, hoping that she'd somehow get through to him.
"I didn' want you t' see wot she became! Tha's why I lied…I lied because I love you!"
"What have I done?" Then, Sweeney suddenly got up. He turned quickly, startling Mrs. Lovett, "Mrs. Lovett! You're a bloody wonder…" He started to approach her. Mrs. Lovett backed away from him.
"Mr. Todd, please hear me out!"
"…eminently practical, and yet, appropriate as always! As you've said repeatedly, there's little point in dwelling in the past!" Mrs. Lovett was up against the cold brick wall now, sensing her dreadful fate.
"Sir, if I would've known tha' this is th' fate she'd suffer, I would've never lied! I didn' know this would 'appen!" Sweeney Todd roughly grabbed her and began to dance with her around the bake house.
"Life is for the alive, my dear!" He snarled as they dangerously got close to the bake oven, "So, let's keep living it!" Mrs. Lovett struggled to break free from the crazed barber, but her efforts were in vain.
"Mr. Todd--"
"REALLY LIVING IT!" Sweeney Todd angrily threw Mrs. Lovett into the oven. She cried out in agony as the flames started to consume her. Sweeney watched for a moment, feeling a pang of regret.
Sorry, love, but you lied to me… He thought to himself. He closed the oven and locked it, still hearing her screams. He looked through the opening at Mrs. Lovett's burning form one last time before he closed that, too. He turned his attention back to his dead wife, Lucy. He approached the body, putting his razor away in its holster.
"Lucy…" He whispered, kneeling down beside the corpse. Suddenly, there were loud foot steps from upstairs. Sweeney realized that it was probably the police. He awkwardly got up, not sure on if he wanted to be captured or to try and escape. He didn't fancy going to prison again. As he looked around, something that caught his eye froze him. Mrs. Lovett stood at the entrance of the sewers, staring intently at him. He looked towards the oven, which had thick smoke billowing from it, obviously from Mrs. Lovett's body. When he looked back towards the sewer entrance, she wasn't there anymore. Cautiously, Sweeney got up and escaped the Pie Shoppe basement by escaping through the sewers.
Ooh... I wonder what will happen next... I hope you guys like this story so far! Please review...you know I lovett!