Johanna Senses
DISCLAIMER: Don't own Sweeney Todd. If I did, guys, you do NOT want to know what I'd do with Johnny Depp or Jamie Campbell Bower. You will only get this if you've seen the version with Angela Lansbury and George Hearn. Also, most of the idea of this fic belongs to my dear friend, ghosto-chan06. Now, you all can go out and kill her if you'd like! (please do!)
Johanna was looking out her window when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and stared in shock.
"J-judge Turpin." She said nervously. Judge Turpin grinned and grabbed her wrist.
"Come with me, Johanna." He said coldly, and he gave her the all-too-familiar pedo smirk.
WITH ANTHONY
Anthony was walking down one of the many gloomy streets of London when he stopped abruptly. He looked up and dropped his bag.
"My Johanna senses are tingling!" Anthony exclaimed. A few random passer Byers looked at him strangely, but continued on. He ripped open his shirt to reveal a…
"Sir… may I please have a lollipop?" A little kid asked. Anthony smiled and gave the little kid the lollipop that was stuck to his chest, with a few hairs stuck to it. Well, actually, it looked like the lollipop had a wig. The kid looked at it disgusted.
"Here you are, lad." He said, merrily. Suddenly, there was a breeze that pushed Anthony's bad comb over over, revealing a huge bald patch.
"AH!" The kid ran away, dropping the lollipop on the ground. The hair on the lollipop spontaneously sprouted legs and ran away.
"FREEDOM! DEATH TO THE BEATLES!" The hair yelled. Anthony just stared at it, and then he felt a familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"MY JOHANNA SENSES ARE TINGLING!" He exclaimed. Some old lady walked over to him.
"You know, lad, you wet your pants." She whispered. Anthony blushed and put his bag over his pants.
"Thank you." He said. She grinned.
"No problem, lad." She winked and walked away. Suddenly, Johanna came running down the street in nothing but her knickers and a blanket. She saw Anthony and glared, looking very cross-eyed in the process.
"You giant piece of lard! Why didn't you come save me?" She exclaimed.
"I was going to, but in the end, my Johanna senses ended up being nothing but the extreme need to go tinkle." He explained. Johanna slapped him across the face and stomped away. Anthony stood there, shocked.
"DON'T HATE THE PLAYA, HATE THE GAME!" He exclaimed.
Le fin!
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