The Night

Mrs. Lovett is on the chair in her room, Tobias walking in to talk to her. Mr. Todd is in the Barbershop, sitting on the chair. Cleo and Kimie are playing cards as Mira paces in her Miner's uniform. "Would you stop that before you make a hole in the ground?" Cleo snaps. "There's nothing that's-"

"Tonight's bad," Mira intervenes. "It's…THAT."

"'That' doesn't particularly define anything but an object," Kimie throws down two cards to complete the straight, taking the alms for herself.

Mira continues pacing and remembers the conversation Tobias has with Mrs. Lovett. She gasps and stops before running to warn Tobias. How? She sighs and walks in calmly, Mrs. Lovett and Tobias just at the door. "Oh, where are you going?" Mira blinks.

"Down to the bake house," Mrs. Lovett whispers, shoving past.

Mira sighs and walks outside into the cold and onto the steps, rushing up to inside the Barber Shop. "Mr. Todd," she addresses.

"Hn?" he grunts, not looking up from the ground.

"Why is Mrs. Lovett taking Tobias down to the bake house?" Sweeney didn't answer. "Mr. Todd." Sweeney stood and walked down the steps without giving her an answer. Her jaws locked together. "Mr. Barker," she spits through locked teeth.

His footsteps stop. She turns to see him looking up at her with sad eyes. "If you knew, you'd hate me," he simply states before continuing.

I already know, Mira thinks, I just don't want it to be true. She enters the barber shop and sits in the chair, grabbing one of the razors and twisting it in her fingers. She thinks about all the lost souls. Is survival worth all of this? She hears footsteps and opens the door to see the Beadle. "Mr. Beadle?" she blinks.

"Yes, do you know where Mrs. Lovett and Mr. Todd are?" he asks.

"No. Is there a problem?" she whispers.

"Yes, there seems to be an odor coming from the chimney," he points to the object in mention. "I have come here to inspect the bake house."

"Well why not a shave first?" Mira hears Sweeney ask. "I mean," he walks up next to Beadle and says a few things Mira mutes out with her loss in thought.

"Well," Beadle straightens. "I don't see why not."

Both men walk into the shop. Sweeney slips something into Mira's palm. "Sorry," he whispers, "but I took it for a bit."

Mira blinks as the door behind her shuts and looks down to the locket, the S.T. and M.M carved into it. Some pieces are also missing and there's a note to go along with it.

May I say it's hard to use a razor with these things.

The blood and missing chunks are all there. Mira smiles, a tear slipping down her cheek and she runs downstairs. "Cleo, Kimie," she addresses, running in. "I-"

She gasps at the sight before her. The black cat is on the counter, the black rose in its teeth. Cleo and Kimie are pinned against the wall by two big men, the third man standing and turning to Mira. "Why, hello," he waves. "I'm Jim. You?"

"Mira," Mira clutches the razor she snuck out. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, simply getting rid of people who nearly were about to report my smuggling with my feline here," he motions the cat. "Reap."

The cat bites down on the stem and gas starts to erupt from the head. Mira gulps and the door behind her locks on its own. She growls and rushes for the cat. The third man grabs her and before he can harm her, she digs the razor in his eye. He screams and she stabs again, stomping on his foot and then stabbing his neck, slicing it through the front and kicking him off. She grabs the cat and, being bitten, grabs the rose, ripping off all petals in one yank. The gas stops to emerge and Cleo and Kimie pass out. The two others drop them and charge for Mira, but she jumps up and kicks both in the chest, landing painfully on her butt. The locket glows and she curses, dashing forward and slicing their throats quickly.

Mira hears the gears of the door to the bake-house function and she drags the three to the stairs and kicks them down. Mrs. Lovett opens the door and blinks at the bodies. Mira is covered in their blood, glaring. "There, more meat for you," she spits. "Hope you're happy."

She sighs and points to Tobias. "We had to. Please understand, honey."

Something clings to Mira's leg and she looks down to Kiaps. She sighs and picks him up. "I understand. Just please do something about that chimney. Please try to hunt or something. Just don't use humans for every pie."

Mrs. Lovett nods. "I understand. Where's-"

"Those three sold Mr. Todd a lethal object to demons, and vampires are considered demons," she informs.

The hatch re-opens and another body crashes into the ground. Mrs. Lovett turns and curses. "You get the girls. I'll take care of them."

Mira nods and rushes over to Cleo and Kimie. She shakes them and slaps them, both opening their eyes. "Wake up!" Mira whispers. "We need to help Mrs. Lovett!"

"Why's that?" Kimie sits up, groggy.

"Beadle. Dead. Tobias. Dead."

Both stare at her like she's a lunatic. "What?"

"I don't know."

Cleo and Kimie shoot up and rush into the Bake House while Mira dashes up to the Barber Shop, the streets silent with only wind as a noise. She swings the door open. "Mr-"

"BENJAMIN BARKER!" Sweeney roars before stabbing Turpin like a mad man, blood spurting out of his neck and onto Sweeney, the window, the floor.

There's something I'm missing! She looks around and opens the trunk a crack to see scared Johanna. Sweeney stomps on the pedal and Turpin falls down the chute. "Did you leave at all?" Mira turns.

"Yes, to greet the Judge at the stairs and we thought we heard something, so we went off a bit." Mira gulps. "Why? What's in that chest?"

"N-Nothing!"

"Miss Mirror, don't lie to me now," he growls.

Mrs. Lovett screams and both rush to the door, but Mira looks back at the chest quickly. She lifts the lid and points at the girl disguised as a boy's face. "Forget this, please," she begs. The girl nods before Mira rushes out as well.