Thank you for reading and stuff! This, sadly, is the last chapter. I know it didn't last long, but whatever… anyway, sorry if it disappoints you. I will be writing another Sweeney Todd love story-thing in the near future, so yeah… Mkay, I'm done.
Lovely London part 6
The next few days were quite pleasant—Anthony and I just hung out in the Pie Shop for awhile while Sweeney 'shaved' people. I was the only one other than Ms. Lovett and Sweeney who knew about their killing-people-thing.
But after the nice snuggling and Sweeney's murders, it was time to rescue Johanna. Turned out that she was just recently sent to an insane asylum… hm, wonder why?
Ok, so, I know. It was only because she refused to marry sick Judge Turpin. Anthony was really excited or something, because he couldn't stand still. I was slightly jealous about that…. OK, really jealous. I mean, he was with ME not HER.
He had even told me after we got together that he loved me since the day I bumped into him! I had totally forgotten about Johanna, sitting in the window, trapped in her room.
I shook it off as night fell and we got ready. Sweeney was still set on getting the Judge to come back, and Ms. Lovett was about to get ready to just sit and wait for us to come back after our 'adventure'.
We walked out of the shop, said a quick goodbye to Ms. Lovett, and headed to the asylum.
SWEENEY TODD P.O.V.
OK, I have a very vague part of my brain that remember this scene. It's where Johanna is dressed as a guy and she's hiding in the chest, but I don't remember how she leaves the barber shop, so I'm going to make it up, k? And I don't remember why the Judge comes back because he was pissed at Sweeney before but whatever…
"Need a shave, sir?" I asked a man, obviously needing to be put in his place. Hiding in this chest, in MY property. Ha.
The man didn't nod as I pulled him to the chair and threw him on it. He gulped. Luckily for him, an old woman walked inside.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" I asked rudely.
"Do… do I know you, sir?" I didn't have time for this woman; I slit her throat quickly and pushed her down the hole in the floor.
The Judge walked through the door right then, just as I was cleaning off my razor.
The Man snuck away out the door before the Judge shut it behind him. I didn't have time for the Man anyway.
"Judge Turpin! Fancy meeting you here…" I said, polite as can be.
"I only need a shave, sir." He replied. I smiled.
"Well, then, come on and sit down..." I gestured to the chair and added, "It's on the house."
He sat.
And the sick man was still singing about women, while I was being forced to sing with him.
"…women. Beautiful women…" He sang. I took my razor. Stood there, waiting for the right moment.
"How
seldom it is one meets a fellow spirit." Turpin remarked.
"With
fellow tastes... in women at least." I replied.
"What's that?"
He looked nervous.
"The years, no doubt, have changed me, sir. But then I suppose the face of a barber, the face of a prisoner in the dock, is not particularly memorable." My eyes turned to slits as I raised my razor slightly.
Turpin's eyes widened. "Benjamin… Barker…?"
"BENJAMIN BARKER!" I screamed.
SWEENEY TODD END P.O.V.
When we got back and looked for Johanna, she was nowhere in sight. I ran up the stairs while Anthony looked around the streets.
I ran inside the barber shop and screamed.
"Sweeney…" I murmured, taking a step closer to Judge Turpin, who's neck was slit open and pouring blood. I know he was supposed to fall down the floor, but I like this better My mouth hung open.
Sweeney was also covered in blood, and his expression did not change. He stared down at the Judge.
Sweeney stepped on something that made the floor collapse and the chair bent backward, sending the Judge flying.
Sweeney looked up at me. "What? GO!" He screamed. I sprinted out the door and down the stairs quickly. I looked around for Ms. Lovett, whom of which wasn't in the shop or in the streets. Neither was Anthony.
I chose to look for Ms. Lovett first, and walked into the shop, looking around.
"She must be in the basement.." I mumbled to myself, heading there. She came back up, breathing heavily. She stopped suddenly when she saw me.
"Hello dearie… back so soon, eh?" She asked.
My eyes narrowed. "Where's Toby, Ms. Lovett?" I know I didn't mention the kid before, but whatever, haha
She swallowed. "I was just teaching him how to work the machines, that's all. Heaven knows we need more help making the pies 'round 'ere." She walked past me.
"Ok… well, I'm going to go and look for Toby…" I said, heading towards the door.
"Oh, dear…" Ms. Lovett mumbled quietly, but I heard her, and spun around.
"Oh dear what?" I asked.
"It's just… well, Anthony found Johanna…" She explained. I collapsed onto the floor and everything was blurred by a flood of tears.
"No. Don't tell me anymore." I sobbed.
She kneeled down next to me. "He said he thought he loved you, but he truly needed Johanna." She explained.
"Yeah. Right. Bastard…" I mumbled, thinking of all the time we had spent together. I couldn't believe that he would do this.
"Just sit at the table, sweetie. I hear Sweeney coming down now, he'll sort this all out…" She said, heading back to the basement. Sweeney entered the shop and looked at me.
"Oh, what did he do this time, Love?" He asked, exasperated.
"Ms. Lovett is looking for you." I said, ignoring the question. I sniffed.
He shrugged and walked downstairs. I fell asleep.
TOBY P.O.V.
Oh my God. This sewer smelled horrible. But it was more terrible up there… where the blood, the bodies were…
I heard Ms. Lovett and Sweeney talking. "No… this… you said she poisoned herself!" He yelled. Ms. Lovett stuttered.
"Yes, but I didn't tell you she died, Mr. T…" She mumbled.
And now?
They were singing, dancing. How could they sing and dance at a bloody time like this? They were murderers! And Sweeney was mad at her, wasn't he?
I was just about to go up when I heard Ms. Lovett scream and the wood-burning stove slam shut.
Angry tears burned my cheeks. I knew what had happened. I climbed out of the sewer and saw Sweeney's razor on the floor, and him leaning over a dead body.
"There was a man and his wife…
And she was beautiful…" He sang.
I reached around his neck and slit his throat roughly. He slumped over the body and bled. I watched him die as I slid back into the shadows, ready to take on a new life.
TOBY END P.O.V.
I walked down to the basement, wondering what had happened to Ms. Lovett and Sweeney. What I saw made me collapse, yet again.
"Sweeney. SWEENEY!" I screamed. He was bleeding, slumped over a dead woman. I saw a little figure slip into the shadows.
"Toby! You didn't!" I yelled. I heard a small laugh and he disappeared.
"MS. LOVETT!" I was panicking now. And I knew she was gone.
There was only one thing left to do.
I crawled over to Sweeney and slipped a razor out of his belt, and did what had to be done.
Yeah, sad wasn't it? Everyone died. Except Anthony and Johanna. Stupid lovebirds. ANYWAY, so yeah. Reviews are nice.
Sequel? Holy crap! MAYBE!! Anyway, also, a new Harry Potter fanfic might be coming…? It's a little iffy.
Thanks for reading this!
Sammeh