Well, here it is, the long awaited smut chapter! Clues for next chapter are in there.

Tralia was humming a little tune to sooth the customer she was attending to. Sweeney was monitoring her. After she had completely shaved the man's face, she slit his throat with ease. "Now, anything I did wrong 'ere, Papa?"

"Not a thing."

Sweeney

Sweeney watched patiently as his apprentice did the dirty job. He admired her skill. After she slit the man's throat, she turned to him.

"Now, anything I did wrong 'ere, Papa?" The girl questioned.

"Not a thing." Sweeney answered approvingly. "What was that song?"

"It's 'Turtle Dove'. I've known it for a long time. My mother taught it to me, and I fully intend to teach it to Nicolette someday. It 'as deep meaning in our lives, though I 'ope it doesn't mean too much for her future like it did mine."

"Will you sing a little for me?"

"Well…" The girl looked uncertain. "I suppose…"

"Don't worry, I won't criticize."

"Alright then…" Tralia turned away from him, now facing the window. "¯Fare you well, my dear, I must be gone, and leave you for a while. If I roam away, I'll come back again. Though I roam ten thousand miles, my dear, though I roam ten thousand miles…¯"

"Please, continue…" Sweeney spoke. Tralia nodded in response.

"¯How fair thou art, my bonny lad, so deep in love am I. But I never shall prove false to the bonny lad I love, 'til the stars fall from the sky, my dear, 'til the stars fall from the sky…¯" She turned back around to look directly in his eyes. " That is all I really remember…It's ten years since mother's been gone."

"It was beautiful; I hope you will continue to sing it for me, for a while."

"Thank you very much, Papa." She looked back at the window once more. "There's a customer coming."

"Right, be ready." The customer came in and took on a look of slight offense when he saw Tralia waiting for him near the chair. "May I take your coat, sir?" (Yes, Mr. Todd, act all gentleman type thingy! lure him to you…)

"Pardon, sir, but wot is the GIRL doing up 'ere?"

"She just 'appens to be the second best barber in town, good sir." Sweeney almost growled.

"It's quite alright, Papa." Tralia spoke quickly. "It's obvious that this gentleman is a pompous, sexist, idiot." She quickly left, leaving the man even more shocked.

"Why I never…Mr. Todd, your daughter is very—"

"Intelligent, that is wot she is, sir, and you will do good to respect 'er." Sweeney spoke angrily. "Or you may leave my establishment."

"Very well, I will consider your daughter's place. For now, I would like my shave, thank you."

Mrs. Lovett

Mrs. Lovett looked up as an angry Tralia stepped into the shop. "Dear me, wot's wrong, love?"

"Men, that's wot's wrong, mum! Sexist idiots, the whole lot!

"Oh, Mr. Todd will kill 'im good, 'e will, for offending you. 'e cares deeply for you, love." Mrs. Lovett comforted her.

"Mum…where's Nicolette?"

"She's in the back room with Toby. I think they've become great friends."

"I'll go back as well, not to worry, as soon as Papa sends 'im down, I'll be the one to prepare 'im." Tralia said with an evil glint in her eye. She then made her way back.

Toby

Toby and Nicolette were busy alphabetizing Mrs. Lovett's doll collection when they heard Tralia's voice in the hall.

"Nicolette?"

"Right 'ere sis." Nicolette's head emerged from the room. "Toby an' me is playin' wit, mum's dollies."

"Nicolette, I'd like to ask you something."

"Wot's that?"

"If it's quite alright with mum, would you like to stay 'ere for the night?"

"That sounds like fun!" Nicolette said happily. "'Ey Toby! I'm gonna stay the night 'ere!"

"Really? Sounds kinda fun."

"Alright then, I'll go ask mum." Tralia raced out to the dining area, nearly crashing into Mrs. Lovett.

"'Old on there, love! Wot's the rush?"

"Can Nicolette stay the night 'ere?"

"I suppose. Do you 'ave plans with the sailor boy?" Mrs. Lovett winked.

"I dunno; do you 'ave plans with Mr. Todd?"

"Ah, touché! No, that man will never turn 'is attentions to me…"

"I could arrange it."

"Wot?"

"I could tell 'im 'ow much you feel for 'im…I'm sure 'e'll respond." Tralia winked at her this time.

"'ow do you know that?"

"Men are easy to figure out." Tralia stuck her tongue out at Mrs. Lovett, and then ran out and down to the bake house.

"That girl, I swear!"

Toby/Later

Toby and Nicolette sat patiently with Mrs. Lovett in the sitting room. They had already closed shop for the day; it was about 5 pm. "Wot's this about mum?"

"Well, as you are perfectly aware, Nicolette will stay 'ere, tonight."

"Yay! Isn't it great?!" Nicolette said happily.

"Well, we need to figure out where she'll sleep."

"I'll sleep in 'ere wit Toby, a' course!"

"Yeah, she'll sleep on the couch and I'll sleep on the floor." Toby smiled. "It'll be fun!"

"All right then. You need to go get your night things, Nicolette."

"Me and Toby can go get them right now!" Nicolette jumped up, bringing Toby with her. "Back before you can say, 'I like pie!'"

"Just be back before dark!" Mrs. Lovett called after them.

"We're gonna 'ave major fun tonight, Toby!" Nicolette said happily. They were now two blocks from the pie shop. "I've never been allowed to stay the night at someone else's 'ouse!"



"Then I'll make it all the more fun! I've got meself a deck of cards we can play with, and we can play pranks on mum and Mr. Todd, you like doing that, don't ya?"

"I love pranks!"

Sweeney

"Papa?" Tralia ventured cautiously. They were cleaning up in the barber shop.

"Yes, love?"

"What do you think of Mrs. Lovett?"

"Well, she's a good woman, 'elping me when I came 'ome, an 'ard worker…"

"You only see 'er at a professional level?"

"Well…"

"You see 'er as more then?" Tralia asked excitedly.

"Well, she is quite lovely…"

"And?"

"I suppose…I do feel for 'er quite deeply…"

"That's great Papa! One needs love in their life!" She hugged him quickly. "And another needs a mother."

"What do I do? I know she comforts me…but is it 'ow she really feels?"

"Well, I suggest showing 'er 'ow you feel about 'er. You'll get a response." Tralia winked at Sweeney, who blushed slightly in turn.

"If you're quite sure…"

"Take it from a woman. Just do it! Show 'er Papa."

"I'll do it, I'll confess my feelings." Sweeney quickly put down his razors (OMG!) and ran out.

"So easy." Tralia smirked as she followed suit. Down at the shop she caught up with him. "Papa. I'd wait for tomorrow night. Nicolette is staying 'ere tonight."

"Right…that is best." Sweeney smiled. "I wouldn't want to scar the child." They both laughed as Anthony walked up behind Tralia.

"'ello, love." He said, wrapping his arms around her waist, causing a surprised squeak to escape her lips. "Ready to go 'ome?"

"Anthony! You scared me!" Tralia turned around in his arms. "Nicolette is staying 'ere tonight."

"Really? It's not too much trouble is it, Mr. Todd?" He released Tralia from the hug.

"Not at all, I'm sure Toby could use a friend once in a while anyway."

"Well then, good evening, Mr. Todd." Anthony said as he grabbed Tralia' hand.

"What's your rush?"

"I just wanted to take Tralia to get a present." Anthony answered smiling.

"Well then, be off before the shops close." Sweeney turned to go in."

"G'night, Papa!" Tralia called to him happily as she and Anthony ventured off. (Wow, that was a whole mess of happiness there, I'm such a sappy! )

"Papa?" Anthony questioned.

"He's taken me as 'is daughter."

"Oh, then I should be careful." Anthony joked. "Tralia, tonight, I'm getting you a ring."

"Do you 'ave enough money?!" Tralia blushed as she spoke. "I mean, it's all so sudden!"

"I've been doing odd-jobs around town, so I've got plenty of money. I've been meaning to get a permanent 'ouse, but there's none available at the moment."

"Oh…well, let's 'urry!" They ventured on to a shop where they bought a beautiful diamond (At least that's 

what they thought!) for the best price (that they could afford.)

"Let's get 'ome quickly! It's already dark!" Anthony pulled her along until they reached the apartment. They were soon dressed for bed, which wasn't much work for Anthony, and were under the warmth of the blanket. "Tralia…I love you…" Anthony snuggled close to her.

"I love you too, Anth—" Tralia tried to reply but was cut off by a kiss. "Anthony…" She looked deep in his eyes as he moved in for another, this time climbing over on top of her. "Wot are you doing?"

"I…I want you, Tralia…I want you right now." He looked at her, eyes filled with lust and love at the same time. "Will you let me 'ave you this night?"

"A-Anthony?" Tralia was beginning to get frightened.

"Please don't deny me."

"…you've always 'ad me." She answered slowly, unsurely. He captured her in yet another kiss as he pulled her into sitting position to pull off her gown. When they parted, he started to reach for her bloomers, but was surprised to find none there. She blushed deeply at the feel of his hand against her skin. He smirked at this, caressing her hips. "Anthony…"

"Yes, my love?"

"This isn't exactly fair."

"Wot?"

"You're still dressed."

"Haha, a little forward, don't ya think?"

"Shut up." Tralia looked at him in embarrassment, and then pulled his head down to hers. "If you're going to take me, just do it!" He grinned as he removed his night pants (underwear!), with her help. She blushed a little 

more (yeah, now about the shade of a strawberry!) feeling him completely nude on top of her.

"But, I'm not going to just yet. We're going to play a little first."

"P-play?" Tralia questioned as he bit her neck slightly, and then trailing kisses to her breasts. He smirked as he looked in her eyes before taking her left nipple in his mouth while massaging the right. After a few moments, he switched. Before her moans grew too loud, he began kissing his way up again. Then he stopped, causing her to look at him in alarm.

"Do you want me to continue?"

"Y-yes, I do."

"You're sure?" He looked deep in her eyes, receiving a nod. With that, he positioned himself at her entrance. "Be ready…" He warned as he plunged in, causing her to cry out in pain. "It'll go away, I promise." He whispered in her ear to comfort her. He licked away her tears, and then kissed her deeply to distract her from the pain. He pulled away for breath, and she gave him a small nod.

"You…you can move now…" She said quietly in shyness. He grasped her hips and began pumping himself in and out, until she screamed for him to go faster and harder. They came together, falling off the edge crying each other's names.

"I love you, Tralia."

"I love you too…and that makes four times you've said that today…" It only took a few minutes for them both to fall asleep, looking as peaceful as the dead.

Toby

While Tralia and Anthony had their fun, Nicolette and Toby were getting ready for bed themselves. (Don't worry; I'm not some kinda Pedophile or nuttin! It's not what you're thinking.) Nicolette was wearing her underclothes, undershirt and bloomers, and Toby was just taking off his shirt, still in his "men's bloomers" (as I now call them.) when Mrs. Lovett walked by. She paused suddenly.

"No! Bad children!"

"Wot? You sleep in your underclothes all the time." Nicolette looked up at her. "Wot's so bad about it?"

"It's nothing', dearie. I was mistaken…I'll be in my room if you need me." Mrs. Lovett teetered off as if she'd had a bit too much to drink.

"Oy, Nicolette, want some gin?" Toby smiled, holding up a bottle of gin he'd pulled from under the vast amount of dolls in the room. "I got more of this in there."

"Oh boy! Sister never let me 'ave any before, she always said it was improper to drink." Nicolette grabbed the bottle eagerly.

"Take it slow then, don't want to drink too much!"

"Are you saying girls can't drink as much as boys?"

"That's not it."

"You're on!" Nicolette opened the bottle and downed half in one drink. "I can drink as much as you!"

"Nicolette!"

"Don't whine, sissy! If you can't take a challenge…"

"Oh?" Toby opened his bottle and downed three quarters of the clear liquid. "I never lose in a drinking contest! Not even to Mr. Todd!" He and Nicolette continued their drinking contest until they only had a few bottles left. (OOH! Mrs. Lovett's gonna be pissed!)

"Okay, you win that." Nicolette slurred.
"Told you so." Toby slurred in turn.

"I wasn't finished!" Nicolette said angrily. (Whoa! Angry drunk!) "I bet you couldn't kiss me!"

"Wot?!"

"A real man could kiss any girl he chose! Are you a real man?"

"Is that a challenge?"

"That's why I said 'bet'!"

"Then you're on!" They stood before each other and poised for a kiss, leaning towards each other, but passing out before contact was made, falling right past each other.


Well I hope you liked this one! I didn't really have alot of time to write, and my smut really sucks alot, but I tried! I don't usually add songs in, but I was inspired by that song in chior, and just had to put it in when I got the chance!