"Mr. T," Mrs. Lovett called out nervously before taking the last step to reach the top floor, her head popping into view Just as she had expected, there the barber was, sharpening his beloved razors in frustration, his quick and harsh movements along the strip of leather reminding the baker of how Toby's old master Pirelli sharpened his razors, digging the steel into the poor lad's fingers with each stroke.

"Love?" she said quietly, approaching him slowly with caution. Sweeney let out a low animal-like grow, not looking at the baker.

"Filthy swine, eyeballing a girl so young," Lovett caught himself muttering to himself. "I know, dear, 'es down right disgustin', he is." she said nervously, afraid he'd lash out with his razor out of pure hatred.

The demon barber muttered more words under his breathe Mrs. Lovett couldn't quite catch as she took a few more steps closer. Suddenly, He let out a yell of anger and threw the piece of silver across the room, missing the baker's head only by a few inches.

Lovett instantly jumped a the sound of the razor hitting the wood floor. Sweeney took no notice as he turned on his heel and began pacing angrily.

"Seven years," he breathed lowly to himself. "SEVEN BLOODY YEARS," he yelled loudly, causing Mrs. Lovett to flinch. "And I STILL haven't slit the bastard's throat!" the barber continued to roar.

"Don' worry, love, we'll get 'im," she tried to sooth him. "When?" he yelled in her face as he stopped right in front of her, their faces only inches apart.

She felt her breath hitch in her throat as he stared at her, his eyes clouding with rage. "W-We just 'ave to wait, love." whispered the baker nervously.

"I'M BLOODY SICK OF WAITING!" Sweeney shouted once more. "You may not care weather she falls victim to his sick desires, but I-" ," DON'T YOU DARE SAY I DON'T CARE!" Mrs. Lovett screamed, her hand clenched into tight fists.

The Demon barber only looked back at her in shock, his eyes wide and his mouth opening and closing.

"YOU CAN RANT ABOU' THE BLOODY JUDGE ALL YOU WANT, YOU CAN THROW EVERY BLOODY THING YOU CAN YOUR 'ANDS ON, AN' YOU CAN TAKE YOUR GOD DAMNED FRUSTRAIONS OUT ON ME," she poked at his chest with her index finger as she continued to shriek loudly in his face.

"BUT DON' YOU DARE, SWEENEY TODD, DON'T YOU DARE SAY I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT GIRL!" as she finished, Mrs. Lovett felt like she was going to cry, tears tugging at the corners of her eyes as she breathed heavily.

Sweeney just stood there in utter and complete shock. He had never heard the baker yell like that, ever. Not even as Benjamin Barker had he witnessed her so enraged.

And just the thought of what she would do if he or anyone else made such an accusation made even the demon barber shutter and sent a chill up his spine.

There was a painful pause in the room before either of them spoke a word, the only sound the room was the baker's hard breathing.

After a few minuets, Sweeney finally spoke. "I...I'm sorry, Mrs. Lovett." he whispered. She didn't miss a beat. "You should be." she snarled.

Another short pause. "I care more for 'er an' Toby than me own life, Mr. T," she whispered gently, her face falling sadly. "An' I'm jus' as eager as you, love, to ring 'is fat ole' neck."

At first Sweeney wasn't sure she was still seething from her outburst, but when he looked her in the eyes, he found fear. "We will, pet," Sweeney whispered as he rested his hands on her shoulders.

The baker almost immediately fell into his embrace, silently sobbing for her outburst and her fear for her two children. "We will."


Hurrying down the streets of London, Kagome hummed a little tune her mom had sang a few times about a time when her pies were the worst pies in London. Yeah, well, now all those blokes are gobbling them down like a youth elixir! she thought with a smirk. Turning around the corner, She slowed to a halt to see her arch nemesis, Rebecca Dowdel, the meanest, snobbiest, brattiest brunette London has ever seen.

Just when she was about to try and avoid trouble by trotting back around the corner, Kagome heard the girl call out her name happily and waving to her excitedly, as if they were old friends running into each other at the market.

Sighing sadly, the girl put on a small, cheerful smile before turning swiftly on her heels and approaching the heavily dressed teen. Rebecca was of the higher class, so she wore different beautiful dresses everyday. Today, she had gone with a frilly, dark green layered dress with Lacey sleeves and a dark brown bodice. The girl's curly long length hair flowing down her back, her baby blue eyes sparkling as she smiled joyfully, displaying her sickly yellow teeth. Kagome was older by a year, but the way you saw Rebecca when the subject was brought up, you'd think she was older than her by mere hours!

The teen's nosed flared as she spoke, "Kagome! I didn't think I'd find you in the market today!". She crossed her arms over her chest as she raised an eye brow, her smile fading slightly. "Oh, really? And why, pray tell, is that?"

"Oh, I just thought you'd be helping your ole' mummy out.", "My mom ain't old." she snapped sharply, her composure faltering only the slightest as her hand clenched into fists. Rebecca didn't notice. "Oh, well, I know what its like to work your poor fingers to the bone," bullocks, "So after I got very weary of my work I came down here to treat myself to some fashionable delights."

Kagome just looked at her like she was crazy. "Oh? And If I may ask, what work would 'a dainty little thing' like you be doing?" her voice dripping heavily with sarcasm. The blonde grimaced at the girl's tone, as if she witnessed someone stomping on a frog.

"Why, practicing my, oh so, heavenly voice!" she sang in a high pitched voice. It was Kagome's turn to grimace. The teen's voice was already as annoying as a never ending alarm clock, but her singing voice was like she was purposely trying to kill the townsfolk.

"Not to mention my angel-like dance skills," The girl had two left feet! "my artist-in-training self portrait," Can't draw a straight line! "writing my astounding poetry," Can't rhyme cat with hat. "Not to mention having to deal with ALL those annoying, never-ending love letters I get DAILY!"

Now, she couldn't argue with a thing like that. It was true that every boy in town had his heart set on just 'having the privilege of having the heavenly angel look his way'. But she didn't care. She had friends that encouraged her to date, but she didn't find her self attractive enough.

Rebecca giggled, bringing the other young teen out of her thoughts. "Well, I'm glad you have so many suitors," Kagome said, sarcasm dripping once more. "Just be careful with whom you play around with, we wouldn't want people to think you were some kind of barber's chair, now would we?" with a wicked smirk, the girl turned on her heels and walked away, feeling the hateful glare of the blonde way behind her stabbing her back.


"Hey, Will!" Toby called cheerfully to his friends as he saw him approaching the small group of boys. Toby had gone to hang out with his friends at the park, doing what ever came to mind.

The boy coming over the large hill had rather girlish dark brown hair, Grey eyes, and wore the same type of clothes Toby and the rest of them did. "Hey, Toby!" said Will as he tackled his friends in a bone crushing hug.

"What about us?" said a blonde teen with short hair. "Come on, Daniel, we couldn't forget you!" the pair tackled the tall teen. The trio fell to the ground in a large pile, both laughing as if testing to see if milk would com up their noses, which they had already done.

"Hey, Toby, where's that cute sis of yours?" Will asked as he brought the other two to their feet. He cringed. "EW! 'Ow can ya say something' like tha'!" said Toby with disgust at the thought of thinking of his sister as 'cute'.

Will just shrugged. "How can you not? I mean, I get you don't since you're brother and sister, but I mean, shes really pretty!" he exclaimed as he suddenly got a dreamy look on his face as he looked off into space.

Toby felt as if he was going to lose his lunch. Daniel put a hand on Will's shoulder's, bringing the teen back to reality. "What he means to say is, that she is rather attractive. I mean, shes tall, she has long, raven black hair-", "Warm, chocolate brown eyes!" Will added.

"Shes well mannered,"

"Shes really smart,"

"Shes quiet,"

"She has perfect, white teeth,"

"Shes humble,

"Honest,"

"Trusting,"

"Hard working,"

"Modest,"

"Dresses simple, but keeps it stylish,"

"Strong,"

"Pretty, white teeth,"

"You already said that."

"Oh, well, shes shy, in a really cute way!"

"Graceful,"

"kind,"

"Well endowed-"

"OK, THA'S ENOUGH!" Toby covered his ears as his face turned tomato red. Will and Daniel giggled behind their hands quietly.

"Hey Toby!" a voice shouted from a distance away. The trio turned and saw the thin figure of Kagome herself, waving and smiling cheerfully at the three older boys.

Will and Daniel instantly had a dreamy, far away look as the girl neared while Toby just sighed and looked away, trying to compose himself. "Hi, Toby, hey guys," said the raven haired girl happily as she came to a stop in front of the three.

"Hi, Kagome!" Both the blond and the brunette teens regarded happily She just smiled rather nervously. I wonder what's gotten into them, she thought curiously. "You look really pretty today!" Will said excitingly as he took a step closer to his best friend's sister. "Indeed, you look extravagant." Daniel complimented in a deep, velvet voice as he also took a step closer and kissed her hand.

Kagome looked taken aback, blushing furiously as she looked away. Will glared at him as a his eyes narrowed at him with a smug look on his face.

Toby then decided to cut in. "So..." he said loudly as he walked past the two. "Wot did ya want?" he asked, ignoring the argument that apparently was going on behind him. "Oh, nothing, Mom just says she wants us back at the shop," she replied as she craned her head to peek at the fight going on between the two teens. Toby nodded and took his sister's hand as he hurried away from the loud voices from his friends.


"You did a right job there, sir," said the Beadle as he walked along side the Judge. "No one could ever put away a life the way you do, mi-lord!" he smiled.

Turpin ignored him as he continued walking, facing ahead of him. Then, suddenly, Beadle felt the judge grab his arm in a sharp halt as Turpin looked dumbfounded ahead of him. "What's wrong, sir?" asked the rat-like man as he looked up at his boss.

"Isn't that the barber's daughter?" he asked, not missing a beat. The short, fat man looked ahead and watched as the tall Tobias Ragg walked, hand in hand, through the streets of London with his younger sister.

"Why, I do believe it is, mi-lord" replied Beadle Bamford breathlessly. Before realizing it, Judge Turpin had began taking long strides toward the pair.

"Come on, Kagome, we need ta get goin'!" Toby whined as she stopped at a fruit cart. "Well, I wanna get some apples to snack on on the way." the girl said as she picked up an apple. "besides, I had to come all the way to the PARK to get you! I'm hungry!" she argued. He just sighed and tapped his feet impatiently as he crossed his arms like a child.

After a few moments, He heard his sister hiss, "Drats!"

"Wot?" he asked hurriedly, thinking something was wrong. "I don't have enough money for the apples!" she whined. Toby grunted in frustration, "Would ya jus' move it! We need ta get 'ome, remember!"

Kagome paid him no attention as she continued to look through the apples, hoping to at least buy one good one before making her way home. "These things are way too over priced!", "Maybe I could help." a low, deep voice sounded from behind the two.

The two teens jumped and swirled around. Judge Turpin faced the pair with calm, soft eyes. "W-Wot do you wan'?" Toby asked as he stood straight, trying to look intimidating as he was just as tall as the Judge himself.

"Oh, I just thought I might be wanting to buy the little lady an apple." he offered with a gentle smile. He looked over to Kagome, who looked nervous.

"W-Why would you w-want to do t-that?" she asked in a stutter, taking a step behind her big brother. "I was just walking by and I couldn't help but over hear your little rant about the pricing of the fruit here." said the Judge as he smirked at the girl. Toby wasn't buying it. "Well, Thanks for the kind offer, but we really mus' be gettin' home, you see." he growled in a low, dark tone as he grabbed his sister's wrist and began walking away quickly.

Turpin glared at him before clearing his throat. "I see, well, before you go," he stopped hem and handed Toby some money. "Let us not treat a lady the way a lady should be treated." he grinned once more at Kagome and walked off.

"I don' like tha' bloke." The teenager muttered. Kagome swiped the money from his hand. "Well, What ever you think, He gave us money. And I don't about you, but I'm gonna buy me an apple!"

Toby ignored her and waited until she bought a bag of the fruit, munching on one himself as they continued to walk home.


Took a lot outta me for Lovett's outburst, hey, Sweeney just has to learn his place. Keep the reviews coming, I really do appreciate it!