-Greetings humans ! No , I am not dead . Actually I'm very much alive . I'm really really sorry that I disappeared so abruptly but things occured.
Anyways, good thing is , I'M BACK ! Back with a brand new story. IF YOU DON'T LIKE FLUFF,DON'T SHIP SWEENETT etc I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE! I promise to post a chapter per week . I PROMISE , REALLY! If I don't you are free to curse me for the rest of my life.
Plus, I'm a betareader too now so if anyone needs help I'm here for you 24/7. And I would apreciated it if you would be so kind to vote to my poll "Do you think Johnny Depp is attractive".
Well, enough about me and back to the story. Hope you like it!
Oh and, I DO NOT OWN SWEENEY TODD!
Sweeney Todd, the demon barber of Fleet Street , was once again sitting in his barber chair , polishing his precious "friends". He may have gotten his revenge , since he killed both Judge Turpin and the Beadle a couple of weeks ago, but thoughts about the past still tortured his mind. He just couldn't let go. He hasn't killed any of his customers since the day he killed the Judge. He no longer had the need to. Unfortunately , that meant that he expressed all of his pent up frustration to his landlady.
Sometimes he felt bad about the way he treated her , but he pushed all these thoughts away. He went back to thinking about his dead wife. His poor, sweet Lucy. How perfect she was , so pretty and kind ...and pretty. His train of thought was interrupted by giggles and girly screams from downstairs. Sweeney rolled his eyes. It seems that he can't get a moment of peace.
He angrily got up from his chair and stomped down the stairs to scold his landlady and former partner in crime. Sweeney got inside the shop and stopped immediately when he saw what was happening inside. Mrs Lovett and a girl were hugging tightly, rubbing each others back and laughing. Sweeney noticed how happy the baker looked . It's been years since he last saw her this happy.
He then examined the girl. She was quite pretty and she looked a lot like Lovett. She had long dark auburn curls and big brown eyes. She too was short and small. They seemed to have the same laughter as well. If he didn't know the baker so well, he would think that this girl was her daughter. The women finally let go of each other and turned to face him.
"Oh Mr T! I didn't see ya there. Look! My niece came 'ere to surprise me! Ain't tha great?" The baker said. The barber simply nodded. The girl then extended her arm for him to shake her hand and said
" Sandra Lovett, sir! A pleasure to meet ya." Sweeney stared at her for a minute and reluctanly shook her hand.
"Sweeney Todd, nice to meet you" he said just to be polite. A long moment of akward silence followed until Mrs Lovett broke it
"So, Mr T… is there anythin' ya need?" .
"What? Ah, no nothing… " said the barber and went back up his shop.
He sat at his chair once again and started polishing his razors. A few minutes passed and he had polished five of his razors. He went to the vanity to take the 6th razor from the box. Problem is, it was no where to be found. The barber froze. He started to panic. He furiously searched all of his shop and his pockets but he couldn't find it.
Anger started bubbling inside him. His blood started to boil in his veins. His eyes became shining and as black as coal. He descended angrily the stairs once again and stormed in the pie shop.
"MRS LOVETT!" he roared making the baker, her niece, Toby and every customer turn to look at him shocked.
Lovett walked towards him and said "Calm down luv, wha' is it?" She placed a delicate hand in his chest to soothe him but he slapped it away.
"Do you , by any chance, know where the bleeding hell is my razor?!" He yelled making the baker flinch .
"I-I don't know luv..Have ya checked-"
"Of course you don't know! You know why? Cause you're a useless whore , that's why! I don't even know why the hell I put up with you!" He screamed once again, everyone in the shop still staring at him .
Lovett's eyes where full with unshed tears and she was opening and closing her mouth like a fish. He saw the boy and the baker's niece glare at him from the corner of his eye. The girl angrily walked towards their direction and placed herself between him and the baker . He looked down at her and what he saw shocked him.
Her eyes were flashing with anger and disgust.
"Sir, I'm afraid I'm gonna 'ave to ask ya to get out of this shop." She growled. Sweeney stared at her dumbfounded.
"Are ya listenin' ta me?! Out I say!" She yelled again , her accent becoming thicker and she hit him with the rag she was holding.
Shocked Sweeney retreated to his shop. And for the third time that day, he sat on his chair and started thinking. This time , not about his days as Benjamin Barker , but about the baker and her niece.
- So that's all folks. What did you think? Please review if you want me to continue the story.