Hi! Someone has made a challenge, and I will accept! So with out father ado

The place no one wants to be

This is a response to a challenge called Dr. Phil meets Sweeney Todd.

So that's it. No wait I forgot something!

Disclaimer: I don't own Sweeney Todd, not even the DVD. Sniff T.T!

And you have to read the story to understand this statement: If you just tricked your brother into walking into a wall you'd be pretty giddy and happy.

"Well were back with Mr. Sweeney Todd and Mrs. Nellie Lovett!" said Dr. Phil

A man that had back hair with one white stripe and a woman with unruly, curly red hair were pushed on stage.

"Well that was rude," was the first thing to come out of Mrs. Lovett's mouth.

"Where are we?" was what Sweeney first asked.

"Your on dr. Phil!" exclaimed the doctor.

"Who in bloody hell is 'Dr. Phil'," Mr. Todd asked.

"Well, me." Dr. Phil.

"Well what are we doin 'ere?" Nellie asked.

"Well…." Dr. Phil not really knowing the answer. "Hmmm, why don't you two just take a seat?"

Sweeney just sighed and waked over to the seats this Phil was pointing to, Mrs. Lovett flowed.

Mrs. Lovett then muttered quietly "Oh I hope Toby can keep the shop running until we get outta this mad house 'ere."

They both sat down.

"So, today we have Sweeney Todd and Nellie Lovett, How are you?" He asked

"Mighty confused," Mrs. Lovett replied.

"And you Mr. Todd?"

"I'm not sure," he said slowly.

"Well you have to be feeling something!"

"I don't have feelings therefore I cannot feel."

"Come on Mr. Todd, everyone can feel."

"Yeah everyone, but me."

Mrs. Lovett couldn't help but smile at the doctors try's and fails.

"What kind of doctor are you anyway?" Mr. Todd asked, smirking a little.

"I'm a therapist."

"Oh I see," He said then leaned over to whisper into Mrs. Lovett's ear with no one else hearing "ah, the perfect pie would call for some therapist, a little security guard and maybe some of the guy who forced us into this place where no one wants to be."

Mrs. Lovett giggled and Dr. Phil looked confused.

"Well Mrs. Lovett how do you deal with this crazy man that lives above you?"

"'E's not crazy!" she exclaimed. \

"Are you sure?" Dr. Phil asked

"Well his hair is a little on the weird side…" she trailed off.

"My hair? Have you ever looked in a mirror?"

"Yes."

"I wasn't taking about appearances," Dr. Phil said.

"Well we are now!" snapped Nellie.

"Well what's so wrong with my hair anyway? I was in prison for fifteen years, and they don't have very good barbers."

"Yes well I wasn't saying it is BAD just your hair could use some work, and I know mine could too, but with all the work I have."

"Well I do suppose you have lots of work to do."

"Your damn right I do," she muttered under her breath.

"So is there a pain reason were 'ere? Or do you just like to watch us be dumbfounded on your little thingy you got goin on 'ere?" Mrs. Lovett.

"Well since I'm a therapist, you're here to get though the problems you have, well Mrs. Lovett your really here more for moral support since this is more focused on Mr. Todd."

"Ha-ha you need therapy," Mrs. Lovett said looking at Mr. Todd.

"Do not!"

"That's not what the therapist said!"

"Well he lies cuz I don't." Sweeney said folding his arms across his chest.

"Now Mr. Todd, what is the real reason behind your murderous rampage?" Dr. Phil asked.

"Murderous rampage what ever are you talking of?" Sweeney asked, keeping his cool.

"It's ok Mr. Todd I know all about it."

"No you don't."

"Uhh yeah I do."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not!"

"Ok you guys that is enough!" Mrs. Lovett finally said.

"Well Mr. Todd will you share, you secret with me?" Dr. Phil asked.

"Do I have to?" he asked

"Yeah."

"Well I want revenge."

"And how is that going for you? Isn't it enough that all those innocent men are dieing because of you and you cruel ways?"

"Well…"

"That's what I thought."

"And what will you do when you kill the judge? After you've had your revenge?"

"Uhhhhhhh."

"That's what I thought. Why do you want revenge?"

"Lucy, he hurt my Lucy, no one will get away with that."

"But do you really think Lucy would want you to do this? No, she wouldn't if she had any kind of sense she'd want you to be happy, not live in the past."

"Well…."

"But we will also give Mr. Turpin what he deserves. Right now it's probably twenty-five to life."

"In prison? Well I guess that's a fair since I was only in Australia for fifteen years, well Benjamin Barker was,"

"Umm Mr. Phil-"Mrs. Lovett started but was cut off.

"Dr. Phil, my last name is McGraw."

"Ok Dr. Phil is Mr. T goin to go to jail too?"

"Very good question, but know, since I'm technically not born yet and no one else knows he killed so many people the answer is no."

"You're not born yet?" Mr. T asked.

"Not technically, no."

The two had wide eyes.

"Then 'ow 'ill you put Jude Tupin away if yur not born."

"That's easier done then said, you see it's all very complex…"

"Well I don't really care as long as he pays." Sweeney said.

"Yes and, wouldn't' it be better if 'e suffered instead of dieing, love?" Mrs. Lovett asked.

"Well yes I do suppose being in a filthy jail when he is used to every luxury, will make him quite miserable," he said, smiling, well kind of smirking but more happy then usual.

"Well now that that's out of the way, Mrs. Lovett would you like to say anything?"

"Yeah, can we go home yet?"

Dr. Phil laughs then gets serious "no."

Both Eleanor and Sweeney sigh.

"Well now it's time to turn our attention to you Mrs. Lovett."

"Ha-ha you need therapy too!" Mr. Todd teased.

"Not as much as you do," she retorted.

"Pssh ya right!"

"Well at least I'm not obsessed with blood and razors!"

"Yes but you are obsessed with something," Dr. Phil said.

"What?"

"Yes, you are obsessed with something or rather someone." He looked at Sweeney who didn't even catch on.

"I am not!"

"Yes you are and you must admit it to your self,"

"What if I don't wanna?"

"Well you have to want to admit it how else can you?"

"By forcing yourself ta, but why would ya wanna do that?"

"Hmm yes well you could but, also it's impossible to hide things from yourself, and you know what you want and dream, but you also have to admit you have a problem."

"I do not 'ave a problem!"

"Well maybe not but, you have to tell this person your true feelings."

"No, no, no I can't do that, hey wait! I kinda already did that though, does that mean I 'ave ta do it again?"

"Ummm…"

They both look at Sweeney who wasn't paying any attention, whatsoever.

"What?" he asked

Mrs. Lovett giggled and Dr. Phil sighed.

"Would you like to say anything to Mr. Todd, Mrs. Lovett?"

"Nope," she said a bright smile on her face.

"Come on, I'm sure you have something to say."

"Oh yes of course! Mr. T, now that Turpin is in jail can we move by the sea?"

"Sure, sure whatever." Sweeney said not really caring.

Dr. Phil looked un-amused, while Nellie looked like a little girl who just tricked her brother into walking into a wall and Sweeney looked deep in thought/ bored out of his mind.

"Mrs. Lovett, how about telling you feelings toward Mr. Todd?"

"How 'bout somethin else?" she asked.

"No."

"Please!?" she whined

"You need to say this and get on with your life!"

"Can't I just live with me fantasies instead?"

"No."

"Is no all you can say?!"

"No."

Mrs. Lovett sighed and whispered "I'm gonna needa bottlea gin after this."

"So are you ready to tell Mr. Todd?"

"No."

"C'mon yeah you are! And you said you did before so no big deal right?"

"Well I didn't exactly tell 'im just kind of…"

"Well knows your chance. Mr. Todd, Mrs. Lovett has something to tell you."

"Yes?" he said.

"Mr. Todd I uh…" she stopped.

"Go on," Dr. Phil encouraged.

"I don't know how!!!"

Mr. Todd went back to his own world.

"Just go out and say it!"

"Fine!"

"Mr. Todd, Mrs. Lovett is finally ready to tell you something."

"Mr. T, I think I'm in love with you."

"Yes, I kinda figured that."

"Well that's all the time we have for today! See you next time on Dr. Phil!" Dr. Phil said.

Well that's it I might make an epilogue chapter if the voice inside my head convinces me, or if any readers want one.