Chapter 7: Judge Turpin
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A/N- Sorry I took longer with this chapter, first I was busy, then a virus wiped out my chapter, so I had to re-do it. Thnx for all the reviews and hope u enjoy!!
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Codcen was reading his newspaper when he heard faint footsteps making it's way down the narrow hall towards his office. He then heard the footsteps stop abruptly at his door, and the doctor hesitantly turned around to see who his next patient was. He saw a older man with gray hair and very flashy clothing standing in his doorway.
"I'm here for my therapy session. Are you Mr. Codcen?" the judge asked with the frown on his face that seemed to be permanently stuck there. Then something near the old man's neck caught the therapist's sharp eye. It was several scars, like he was stabbed repeatedly. A chill ran down Codcen's back as he thought of the barber's cold hard stare and threatening eyes.
"Yes," Codcen replied still shock, staring at the scars.
"Are you gandering at me?" Judge Turpin asked, noticing the therapist's gaze.
"What? No!" The therapist quickly replied, breaking his reverie.
"You gandered. Yes sir, you gandered!" The judge took a step towards the tired doctor.
"No, sir, I didn't" The therapist replied, not wanting to start an argument with the man.
"Hmph. Very well then," Turpin replied as he sat on the seat opposite of Dr. Codcen. "Shall I start?"
"Yes" the therapist replied unenthusiastically. Here it goes again.
The judge took a deep breath and began. "I am a extremely cruel judge, I have a henchman named the Beadle and had him attack a sailor that gandered at my Johanna, I put an innocent man in jail because I was jealous and wanted his wife, tried to marry her but she poisoned herself with arsenic and then tried to marry her daughter named Johanna. But the sailor stole Johanna from me and the Benjamin man escaped from jail and tried to kill me. "
By this point, the therapist was no longer surprised to hear news this shocking. In fact, he would be more shocked if it didn't happen hear it.
"Excuse me, who is Benjamin?" Dr. Codcen asked, confused.
"He seeked revenge on me because I stole his pretty woman. Oh pretty women. He was a innocent man who I sent to jail because of jealousy. But since he has escaped, he calls himself Todd. Sweeney Todd."
The therapist did nothing but flinch at this point.
"What do you recommend I do?"
"Umm, I suggest that you quit your job as a judge, seeing that you are a cruel one. As for Johanna, she seems to be happy with the sailor, leave them be. As for Sweeney, steer well clear of him. He can definitely hold a grudge."
"I have already done all this," Turpin replied to the therapist's advice, annoyed that he was given advice so obvious.
"Well, then. Keep doing this and you'll be alright in no time." The therapist assured, not used to having someone question his instructions.
"Are you saying that there is something wrong with me?" the judge said to the flustered therapist, standing up and knocking over the leather chair in the process.
"No! What I meant was-" the poor therapist replied, but the judge interrupted him.
"That is it, sir! You gander at me, then insist there is something wrong with me. I am leaving!" The judge yelled as he briskly walked out of the small room, leaving the bewildered therapist staring after him.
"I hate my life. I hate my life. I hate my lifeā¦" he said as he started to rub his temples, attempting to stop the building headache from exploding.
