A/N: finally I can continue the story thanks to my friend NorthenFallenAngel yay for her. I do not own Sweeney Todd only my OC Rinnette.
Are you crazy?
Third person POV
"Wha' the hell do you think you're doin'! Kissin' me in front o' someone. If me ol' pack finds out abou' this we are in big trouble!" Mr. Todd was shouting at Rinnette.
"Sorry, I woulden' 'ave done it if I knew abou' tha'!" She apologized.
"You misunderstood me. I didn' say tha' I wished it never 'append jus' tha' I'm on deep water if 'they' find out. Bu' I'm still gettin' revenge." Mr. Todd told her. He watched her as a smile slowly grew on her face before she suddenly hugged him. He was shocked at first, but his arms slowly made their way around her waist as he returned the embrace.
A week later Rinnette POV
A week has passed since the little prank that changed a lot in our relationship. I have been watching out for his so called revenge. Werewolves are intelligent creatures full of mischief, he could strike any moment. Mrs. Lovett had commented on me being jumpy all week thinking Mr. Todd had traumatized me that morning in the parlor. My blood thirst was also creeping back becoming a problem. Now that she and Toby knew that I was a vampire they had been extra careful around me. Luckily for Mr. Todd they didn't know about his lycanthropy like I did. In fact I was surprised that he had managed to keep it a secret for so long. They had also told me the truth about the pies and why people entered, but never left Sweeney's shop.
I didn't really mind the pies I still ate them since I've tasted human flesh before, it made no difference to me.
At the moment I was sitting on Mr. Todd's bed staring at him. He didn't seem to care about my blood red eyes following his every move. Seconds later a young man entered to get a shave. As Sweeney slit his throat he didn't dispose of the body right away like he usually does. The look he gave me said everything I needed to know. I flung myself onto the man sinking my fangs into his soft flesh draining him completely. He disposed of the boy the moment I let go.
I looked at him muttering, "Thanks."
he gave me a stiff nod in reply before an evil smirk crossed his lips. The next thing I knew I got a huge blotch of shaving foam in my face.
I materialized a pile of foam in my hand before hurling it at the barber, he ducked just in time and the foam hit the wall behind him. This turned into a full out foam war. By the time Mrs. Lovett entered the room we were both covered in the white stuff and there was a lot of it on the walls and furniture too. We both turned to look at her before we both threw a foam at her, it hit her in the middle of her face. She reached up a hand to wipe the foam away reviling her angry face. Before we knew it we were being dragged down the stairs after our ears. Nellie Lovett is probably the only person who could survive doing something like this.
After getting yelled at for quite a while we were once again left to our own devises. Which would say in Rinnette's case plotting a revenge for the shaving foam incident.
A/N: This is the only thing I can come up with for now I hope you enjoyed it. Give me ideas what should Rinnette's revenge be. Thank you to for even bothering to read this crap. Till next time.