A/N: Thanks my reviewers for the fantastic reviews! :D I hope Sweeney Todd doesn't get out of character. I only watched the movie three times! So please have pity on me? :) And thanks for reading. Hope everyone likes this chapter!


The next day, Anne-Marie started on her plan to befriend Sweeney Todd. She slowly left her shop and climbed up the stairs to the barbershop. She leisurely entered the small shop only to find it completely empty.

"Mister Todd?" she whispered quietly and looked around the room expectantly. "I just wanted to apologize for my intrusion yesterday." All of a sudden, the ghost of Sweeney Todd appeared right in front of her face. "Oh." She gasped with shock and took a few steps away from him. "I thought we might as well start over and be friends."

Sweeney scoffed with annoyance and walked away from her, stopping to pause at his window. 'Besides, everyone deserves to die...' he thought as a sinisterly smirk formed on his face.

Wait!" Anne hissed desperately and pursued him with haste. "Aren't you going to say anything?"

"What is there to say?" Sweeney said monotonously and glanced out of the huge window in his shop.

"That you forgive me! Or something of the like!" Anne growled with anger. How infuriating that barber was! He should have said something but no, he didn't!

"Huh…" Sweeney grunted and narrowed his eyes at a family he spotted outside of his shop. Why couldn't he have a family? At least he had gotten revenge on that bloody judge…

"Are you even listening to me?" Anne snapped and tried to shake his body but her hands flew right through him. She couldn't even touch him yet he could touch her, how unfair was that!

"Yes." Sweeney muttered as the family disappeared from his view. Oh, how his blood boiled at the thought of the judge… His lust for blood was growing again. He needed to kill something, someone… His eyes adverted to Anne and a faint smile crossed his face. He was going to kill her… She was annoying him and was pestering him. And lastly, she was claiming HIS shop her shop. He might as well play along with her little game and then slash her throat when he felt his desire the most. He would destroy the entire London population one day… One day, he would kill every bloody bastard in the whole world…

Anne wanted to know if he really was the murderer yet she was afraid to ask incase he might strike out at her. But curiosity got to the best of her… "How did you become a ghost?" she asked as he turned his head sharply at her question.

"Mind your own business, Miss Wilkinson." Sweeney snarled as a small glimpse of fright flickered across her face. He smirked inwardly, feeling pure pleasure of knowing he scared her.

"Well excuse me for trying too hard to be a friend." Anne snapped irately; the fear that she had immediately washed away. "If we're to be neighbors, then it'd be better if we act somewhat respectable to each other."

Sweeney twitched a little and his hand reached for his razor in his belt. He advanced toward his prey, preparing to strike upon the right moment. Bloody woman was already annoying him…

Anne backed away from the madman as he came towards her. She couldn't believe she was letting this man keep HER shop that she had paid for. Her back hit the solid wall as she felt his cold breath against her forehead while he towered over her. She felt his strong hand wrap around her neck like yesterday…

Suddenly the door flew open and a man barged into the shop. "This shop is haunted, I tell you ma'am!" the man yelped and Sweeney glared at the man although the man couldn't see him. The man was fairly handsome and had nice short brown hair and beautiful brown eyes.

"It is?" Anne gasped for air as Sweeney let go of her neck and stepped away from her. "I hadn't noticed." She told untruthfully, hoping she would gain some respect from Sweeney.

"You got to leave here quickly!" the man panted and stepped closer towards her as if to usher her out of the shop.

"But I paid for this shop… Sir. And this is the only place I could afford in London." Anne protested as the man shook his head in disagreement.

"Well, I'll tell you, ma'am… See there was this foolish barber and 'e went mad after they sent 'im to the Australia upon false charges… He then slit the throats of innocent men and now his ghost remains…"

"And you are?" Anne asked with her eye on Sweeney who was shooting a deathly glare towards the young man. It made her wonder why he hated people so much... or he acted like he hated people...

"Tobias Ragg, Miss…" the man said sincerely, completely oblivious to the ghostly Sweeney who stood only a few feet away from him.

"Miss Anne Wilkinson." Anne stated proudly and started to exit the shop with Tobias. She informed herself that she would come back upstairs later to check up on Sweeney to see if his mood had changed.

"Well, you see, I used to work here when I was a boy… with a lady… Mrs. Lovett… Treated me like a son, she did. That was until I found out about Mister Todd being a murderer and she being his partner in crime." Tobias said solemnly, his eyes somewhat filling with water.

"How did Mister Todd die?" she asked curiously, her eyes shining bright with interest.

"I… killed him. But I had too! You see he killed all those innocent men and especially Mrs. Lovett. I can't believe I trusted them." Tobias replied sadly. "But… I always get this scary feeling up in the shop… That's why I say it's haunted."

He had no idea that it was actually haunted by a ghost. Anne's eyes traveled back up to the door of the shop as they walked downstairs. Anne supposed she did enough prying into Sweeney's life and decided to not speak about him anymore for the rest of the day… Or she tried not to speak about him to Tobias.

"Well, I was thinking about opening a pie shop…" Anne said aloud, trying to think of what to name her shop. Tobias had a look of utter disgust and fear.

"Mrs. Lovett used human meat in her pies!" Tobias exclaimed and grimaced. The pies tasted so heavenly until he found out that they were made of human flesh, the same men that went up to get a shave from Sweeney Todd, the same men that were killed without mercy...

Anne laughed at his phobia of pies. "Don't worry… These pies won't have human meat in them. I promise you."

"Good." Tobias relaxed and walked inside of the old pie shop with Anne. His eyes traveled across the old furniture and it reminded him of his past. Sadness clenched inside of his heart and he winced as painful memories appeared in his mind.

"Are you… all right?" Anne asked with concern. Mrs. Wilkinson's Meat Pies sounds good she mused and a thin smile flickered across her face.

"Yes. Just old memories coming back to haunt me." Tobias replied gloomily. How much Sweeney Todd had traumatized him… "I suppose you'll need help running this shop… I'll be glad to help you out."

"Really?" Anne beamed with excitement. "Well, you could help me out now by sweeping out the cockroaches and such…"

"Right, ma'am." Tobias said and spotted a broom against the wall. He quickly grabbed it and started to clean up the shop.

"I'll be right back… I'll just lock up the barbershop upstairs." Anne lied and started to slip out the door. "You wait down here." She waited until Tobias nodded his head before she ran up the stairs to the shop and flung the door open.

"Mister Todd." Anne said with her eyes focused on the ghost who was messing with his razors.

"Yes?" he growled in a low voice as he picked up a picture frame with a woman and a baby in it.

"Could you at least be civil!" Anne snarled and clenched her fists at her sides.

"Civil?" Sweeney scoffed and threw the small frame down before he stomped towards her. "Why should I owe anything to you?" he lifted a razor and pressed it against her neck, making a small cut.

"You don't… But common courtesy is required." She gulped nervously as the blade was pushed further into her neck.

"Hah! Common courtesy… No one deserves it. Not even you, Miss Wilkinson, not even I!" Sweeney growled with furious rage and shoved her out of his grasp. " We all deserve to die."

Anne stared at him with absolute bafflement and fear. "Why is that?" she asked meekly as his black eyes glared into hers.

"Why? Because there's a hole in the world like a great black pit and it's filled with people who are filled with shit and the vermin in the world inhabit it." Sweeney roared, and most surprisingly, Tobias didn't even hear Sweeney yell.

"What has the world ever done to you!" Anne shouted, regaining her courage to yell. 'This man is insane!' she thought to herself as she gaped at him.

"Plenty enough damage!" he snarled and clutched his razor in his hand tightly so his hand turned even paler. "And get that lad out of your shop!"

"And what does he have to do with this! He's an innocent-," Anne retorted contemptuously, her face filling with anger.

"GET OUT!" Sweeney yelled hatefully, seething each second they argued and fought, wishing that he could somehow just rid of her and Tobias.

"You think you can tell everyone what to do! But guess what, you're not the bloody King around here!" she screeched fiercely, wanting nothing but to rid of the annoying ghost.

"GET OUT!" Sweeney bellowed again and pointed his silver razor at her to threaten her away, but she didn't move.

"I own this shop!" Anne trembled with immense rage while Sweeney just growled in reply.

Sweeney clenched his jaws together as he twitched with antagonism, feeling like he would stab her any second. "OUT!" he charged at her with the razor and swiped it in the air. Her eyes widened with terror and she dashed towards the door for the sake of her life.

Anne ran hastily out of the shop and returned back to the shop below, nearly bumping into Tobias upon opening the door. She let out a small scream of surprise and took heavy breaths to soothe herself.

"Are you all right, miss?" Tobias asked genuinely and placed his broomstick against the wall before he pulled Anne to sit down on a chair. "I heard a lot of yelling upstairs. What's going on?" He wondered who she was talking to... but he kept his mouth shut.

"N-nothing." Anne wheezed with apprehension, wishing that Sweeney and her would get on better terms. "I just saw some little bug up there."

"If you say so." Tobias said although he doubted that she saw a bug but a ghost…

"Yes… Let's finish cleaning up." Anne said quietly, pushing herself off the chair while Tobias agreed willingly. She only hoped for Sweeney to be in a better mood tomorrow. What could she give him to make him more… friendly? She still was curious about him and wanted to know more about this barber. What was his life like? Did he have a family? Those questions haunted her and she tried to break through the swarms of questions that grew but they wouldn't allow her to prevail. She only wished for the best between the both of them…Sweeney and her.


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