Sittin' in Cages
Chapter Two: My Arm is Complete
"Benjamin Barker?" Melody repeated in a soft whisper. She pondered a moment and thought of who Mrs. Lovett would know; probably a friend from her childhood. She shrugged it off, her dress rolling off her shoulders a bit. She pushed her blackish dress back up her corset resetting her breathing pattern in an unusual way. Sweeney and Nellie were talking a bit and Nellie lead him up to the old barber shop above the pie shop.
"Melody, you must stay down 'ere dearie, just incase more customers 'ome," Melody let out a sigh of disappointment and in a huff was over by the kitchen oven.
"Like anyone would want to eat these things," she poked a meat pie and a cockroach crawled out, she repealed and shivered. She looked out the window, the many couples passing by and throwing pity glances at the girl, she just sneered back. This place was much, much better than working at any old workhouse or anything. Melody sighed and patted the floury table, thinking of her late father.
"Father?" she called out, wanting her father to come and help her with her corset. She gave a pondering look and looked towards the bedroom door. The pattering sound of feet echoed though the halls of her home; her sanctuary. She looked passed the old wooden door.
"Father?" she called out again, she did not own a personal assistant, they were to poor for that kind of life. He worked at an old Inn and then again at night working for Judge Turpin; filing papers and sending messages back and forth from the Judge and the people of trial. She gave another pondered look and down the halls, she saw her father's boss; Judge Turpin.
"Young Melody, how are you on this fine day?" he gave a haunting smirk.
"G-Good, and you sir?" she gave a flustered smile as she wrenched herself back into her room, poking her head back out. Turpin gave another smirk, but this time it was slightly different.
"Miss. Melody are you descent?" he pushed open the door; sending her a few steps back and her corset sliding down her chest the slightest of skin. Judge Turpin's grin became bigger.
"Do you need help miss?" Melody nodded her head slightly and tilted her head. He made a hand gesture to turn around. She did as she was told and turned around, lifting her hair up and sweeping it over her shoulder. She could feel his grin widen and grow. She felt the cold touch of his hands against her radiating skin, she flinched as he moved up from lacing up her corset.
"Do you know of Benjamin Barker?" she shook her head in a motion of a "no". Turpin laughed almost mischievously.
"Really now Miss. Melody?" he tightened the fast string of her corset making her jump in response.
"Y-Yes sir,"
"Good..." she felt the coldness of his hands leave her back and when she turned to thank him he was gone and out the wooden door. She shrugged her delicate shoulders and slipped on her dirty minty dress and walked down the halls her hair cascading down her back in small curls. She hummed a happy tune her mother used to sing when she was just a meer baby.
"Father?" she found him head down on the table, crying. She ran to his side.
"Father? Father?!" she yelled at him, panicked by his gestures. He lifted his head up to wipe the tears away.
"Ello dearie," she reached out and grabbed her father's hand.
"What's wrong papa?" he gave her hand a squeeze and let go, weakly smiling.
"I've been sentenced to death,"
Melody's eyes snapped open by the sudden burst of music that hit her petite ears.
"These are my friends
See how they glisten
See this one shine
How he smiles in the light
My friend
My faithful friend
Speak to me, friend
Whisper - I'll listen
I know, I know
You've been locked out of sight
All these years
Like me, my friend
Well I've come home
To find you waiting
Home
And we're together
And we'll do wonders
Won't we?
You there, my friend,"
"I'm your friend too, Mr. Todd."
"Come let me hold you,"
"If you only knew, Mr. Todd,"
"Now with a sigh,"
"Ooh, Mr. Todd,"
"You grow warm in my hand,"
"-- You're warm,"
"My friend…,"
"You've come home,"
"My clever friend,"
"Always had a fondness for you, I did,"
"Rest now my friends,"
"Never you fear, Mr. Todd,"
"Soon I'll unfold you,"
"You can move in here, Mr. Todd,"
"Soon you'll know,""Splendors you never have dreamed all your days,"
"Will be yours,"
"My lucky friends,"
"I'm your friend,"
"'Till now your shine,"
"-- And you're mine,"
"Don't they shine beautiful?"
"Was merely silver."
"Silver's good enough for me,"
"Friends…"
"Mr. T…"
"You shall drip rubies
You'll soon drip precious
Rubies…"
"At last! My arm is complete again." Melody heard Sweeney screamed at the top of his lungs. She flinched as the people passing by stopped and stared at Mrs. Lovett's Meat Pie Shop. They exchanged weird glances and scurried off. Melody laughed weakly.
"That Sweeney Todd is quiet a character,"
(Author's note:
eh? I thought it was pretty good :) Is Sweeney out of character? Please tell me this. Comment/Review.
FIN.)
