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Chapter One

Sweeney Todd was pacing. In his barbers shop, thinking, but for once it wasn't about the Judge, or Lucy, or Johanna. He was wondering why Mrs Lovett would go to sleep surrounded by candles, he wasn't stupid, and he wasn't deaf either. He had heard her say that you couldn't harm the willing, so now he just had to figure out why she had purposefully burned herself, and possibly tried to kill herself, by sleeping in a long dress, surrounded by flames, it would surely have caught fire, and it did.

He thought that he probably should have paid more attention too her, since he only noticed that she wasn't there when she didn't come up with breakfast for him in the morning, and trying to have a conversation with him. He never wanted to have a conversation with her, not really, he didn't like talking too much, in case it revealed his true emotions and that made him venerable.

Sighing, he went down to the shop, and changed the sign to open, and he went to get Toby. He expected to see Toby passed out on the sofa, from drinking too much gin, but apparently he had woken up.

He peered into Mrs Lovett's room, and saw that Toby was sitting by the bed, talking to her. Sweeney walked back into the shop, and saw that there was a customer sitting down at a table, he looked vaguely surprised to see Sweeney there, instead of Mrs Lovett, but was very surprised when Sweeney went over and asked the man if he would like a pie, or a breakfast of some sort.

'I'm afraid Mrs Lovett isn't too well, so she won't be around for a week or two.' He apologised, 'Would you like a pie, or a breakfast of some sort?'

'I have heard about these lovely pies, and would love to have one please.' The man said

Sweeney nodded, and went down to the kitchen to get a tray of pies, he put them on he side, and put one on a plate for a man, before putting the rest, in the cupboard. He handed the plate to the man, and then went back over, behind the counter, and took out a few eggs from the cupboard.

He cracked them into a bowl, and beat them, before heating them up until they scrambled. He spooned it out onto a plate, and poured some orange juice into a glass, before putting them onto a tray, and carrying it through to Mrs Lovett's room.

He knocked on the door, and opened the door, 'Breakfast.' He said, and then put it down on Mrs Lovett's lap, as she sat up in bed. He then turned to Toby, 'There is a gentleman, out in the shop eating a pie, kindly collect the money from him once he is finished.'

'Yes Sir.' Toby replied, and then he walked out of Mrs Lovett's room, and went into the shop.

Sweeney looked at Mrs Lovett eating the scrambled egg, and she then drank down most of her juice.

'Don't drink all of it,' She looked at him questioningly, he held up the bottle of medicine, and she sighed, and as he brought the spoon to her, she opened her mouth and swallowed it. She then downed the rest of her orange juice, and smiled at him.

Toby came racing in, with a few coins in his hand, he gave them to Sweeney, and he looked at them, and then at Mrs Lovett.

'Nellie? Where do these go?' He asked, seeing the three pots full of coins.

'Sir?' Toby asked, 'This one's the pot fer the supplies fer the shop,' He said, dropping a coin into the first pot. 'This one, is money fer the 'ouse,' He dropped a coin into the next pot 'And this one, is money fer us to buy what we like.' He dropped a coin into the last pot and held out his hand to Mrs Lovett. 'What should I do wiv this one Mum?' She closed his hand around the coin, and smiled at his grin. 'Thanks Mum,' he said, 'Can I go to the market?' She nodded, and watched as he darted out of the room, and off to the market.

'So, erm, how are you feeling?' Sweeney asked Nellie awkwardly, she gave him a thumbs up, 'That's good. I should probably check that there are no customers.' Nellie nodded, and he went into the shop to find two ladies chatting, sitting at a table.

'About time.' One of them said,

'Where's Mrs Lovett?' The other one asked, skeptically.

'I was just attending to her, she quite ill so she wont be around for a while, Toby should have been back from the market by now, my apologies that you have been kept waiting.' He said flatly, 'Can I interest you in one of Mrs Lovett's famous meat pies?'

'Yes, alright.' One of the woman said, and he went over to the cupboard, and got out two pies, and placed them on two plates, he took them over to the woman, 'Would you like a drink?'

'No thank you.'

Sweeney walked out of the shop, and up the stairs to his barbers shop, he found that no one was there, but decided to make a sign, he picked up a pen and piece of paper, and wrote

Sweeney Todd's Barbers customers, please wait down in Mrs Lovett's Meat Pie Emporium for me, and I will be with you momentarily.

He made a hole in the paper, and put it on a nail that was on the door, and he hurried back down, to collect the money for the pies. He went into Mrs Lovett's room, and put two coins in each of the money pots.

He picked up the tray that was from breakfast and he swiftly exited the room, he heard Mrs Lovett huff, he knew that it was awful for her to just have to lie in bed all day, as she usually was a very busy person with lots of energy.

He put the tray on the side, and looked around at the room full of people, it was the lunch rush, and Toby was still out at the market. Then as if on cue, Toby came in, and Sweeney sighed in relief.

'Toby, take orders.' Toby nodded, and started to take the orders from people, as Sweeney placed the remaining pies on plates, and went down to the cellar, to get another batch, he looked, and saw that they would need some new supplies, if there were to be enough, for dinner, so he formed a plan, as he brought the pies up to the shop. He put them onto plates, and started to hand them out, along with some ale.

'Can I interest you in a shave?' He asked a man, as he was about to leave after finishing his pie.

'Alright.' He said,

'I'll only be a moment.' The man went up to Sweeney's barbers, and Sweeney collected the money, and told Toby to handle the rest of the money and there were a few pies in the cupboard should anyone need them.

Sweeney went upstairs, and put the white cloth around the other mans shoulders, he then applied a little shaving cream, and quickly slit the mans throat, before pressing his foot down on the peddle, and disposing of the man. He hurried down, to see if anyone else would want a shave.

He had killed three more men, and then he went down, and saw that Toby had handled everything alright.

After everyone had left, he went into Mrs Lovett, to put a few coins that Toby had missed in the pots, and collapsed in the chair next to Mrs Lovett's bed.

'I honestly don't know how you handle that.' He breathed, before closing his eyes, and drifting off to sleep.

A/N: I'm going to try and make the chapters around 1,000 words long, which will be a challenge for me as my chapters are usually 500-1000 words long but mostly around 650-700. I have no idea where I'm going with this fic, so ideas are welcome ;P

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-Lissa xxx