Sokka Todd


A/N: This is fast? I know, I've been busy with school and the crossover I'm working on with maka-ama7. Whoo, only one more week until winter break, yay.

To let the story and it's events fit the Avatar Universe, the names of places and the like have been changed. Dialogue spoken will be normal, while singing will be in Italics. I don't own Avatar or Sweeney Todd. Enjoy readers.


The Ballad of Sokka Todd (1)


Two figures limped to the center of Gaoling where the townspeople stood, watching them. The pair carried with them a bandaged-up body; like a mummy. The crowd parted to let them pass, going to a large furnace. With some difficulty, the boy in front opened the furnace door, and he, along with the other boy, threw the body inside. They then threw up their hands to cover their faces from the ashes as the man in front closed the furnace doors.

The boy carrying the back stared at the ashes flying up to the moon before staring back at the furnace. He began to sing, "Attend the tale of Sokka Todd. His skin was pale and his eye was odd. He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again. He trod a path that few had trod, did Sokka Todd, the demon barber of Fleet Street."

The boy carrying the front continued as he passed a young brunette, "He kept a shop in Gaoling town, of fancy clients and good renown. But what if none of their souls were saved? They went to their impeccably shaved. By Sokka, by Sokka Todd, the demon barber of Fleet Street."

The crowd began to join in: "Raise your razor high! Sokka! Hold it to the skies! Freely flows the blood of those who moralize!"

The first boy began again, "His needs few, his room was bare."

"A lavabo and a fancy chair," rang the second.

The pair continued with many of the males, "A mug of suds and a leather strap, an apron, a towel, a pail and a mop."

The women took their turn to sing, "For neatness, he deserves a nod, does Sokka Todd, the demon barber of Fleet Street. Inconspicuous Sokka was, quick and quiet and clean he was. Back of his smile, under his word, Sokka heard music that nobody heard. Sokka pondered and Sokka planned, like a perfect machine he planned--"

The men in the crowd interrupted, "Sokka was smooth, Sokka was subtle, Sokka would blink and rats would scuttle."

The crowd grew into a frenzy, screaming the song until it reached the climax: "Sokka! Sokka! Sokka! Sokka! Sokka!" They surrounded the furnace before parting in half. In front of the furnace stood a man glaring at the crowd as he clenched his fists. Many of the townsfolk whispered to one another, "It's Sokka Todd!"

Sokka began to sing, with the crowd singing after him, "Attend the tale of Sokka Todd! (Attend the tale of Sokka Todd!) He served a dark and a vengeful god! (He served a dark and a vengeful god!) What happened then? Well he's to say and he wouldn't want us to give it away."

Sokka and the group continued simultaneously, "Not Sokka, not Sokka Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet..."

The crowd began to disperse, leaving Sokka to glare out in the distance, whispering, "Street!"