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"Johanna and I have decided that when we reach America, we will settle there. Would you like to join us, Mr. Todd?" Anthony, as always, came bursting over to Sweeney first thing in the morning and starting to chat at him, not with him. So, Sweeney had to ask Anthony to repeat what he said seeing he was half awake.

"Slow down, boy. What did you say?"

"Sorry, sir. I said that Johanna and I have decided that when we reach America, we will settle there. Would you like to join us?" Sweeney shrugged, turning away.

"I don't know, Anthony. Perhaps I'll settle in America, too, but I don't want to be a burden on you."

"Oh, you aren't a burden! Just think about it, alright? I'll see you later at breakfast." Anthony turned and headed off. Sweeney sighed and headed back to his room. With no surprise, Mrs. Lovett was waiting inside.

"Perhaps you should take him up on his offer, Mr. Todd. A new life is waitin' for ya," She chimed after he shut the door. He sat on his bed, looking his usual gloomy self.

"I don't want to live with Anthony and Johanna for the rest of me life, Mrs. Lovett."

"Well, where are ya goin' t' go? Wot will ya do all by yerself?" She asked.

"…I'll open up me establishment again…"

"You'll be a barber again? Are ye sure tha'll be wise?" He gave her a look.

"I won't be murdering people if that's what you're asking."

"I figured tha', you oaf. I jus' worried tha' it might bring back bad memories for ya, that's all." Mrs. Lovett took a seat beside Sweeney, "Just 'cause I'm dead doesn't mean I can't worry about ya."

"I'll be fine, Mrs. Lovett."

"Ya sure?" Sweeney looked at Mrs. Lovett, finding himself getting lost in her eyes.

"I'm positive, my pet," He whispered, finally looking away.

"Alright, then. I'll leave ya alone so you can change." With that said, Mrs. Lovett disappeared. Sweeney sighed and started to change into more presentable clothing. He paused when he was mid way with taking his pants off.

"I know you're still here," He growled almost playfully. Mrs. Lovett's girlish laughing echoed through the room.

"Sorry, love. Couldn't resist!" After a minute, Sweeney felt her presence had really gone away. So, Sweeney got back to dressing himself. He had a lot on his mind lately and most of his thoughts were about his Guardian. Sweeney headed out of his room to stare out at the ocean.

She loves the ocean…wanted to live by it someday…but, I took that away from her… He thought to himself.

"Christ, Mr. T! You act like I'm gone forever!" Sweeney swirled around, glaring at a smirking Mrs. Lovett.

"Don't read my thoughts!" He snarled. Mrs. Lovett laughed.

"It's kinda hard not to with ya projectin' them out like ya do." Sweeney grunted and turned back to his staring. Mrs. Lovett stood beside him.

"Just 'cause I'm dead doesn't mean I can't live, y'know. I can still enjoy lookin' at th' sea. As a matter o' fact, it's better t' be dead!" Sweeney side-glanced at her.

"What do you mean?" He asked her.

"Ye don't feel pain, ye don't age. You can be anywhere ye want…" Her face grew sad, "But, there are some things ye miss from th' livin' world…"

"Like what?" Mrs. Lovett looked at Sweeney, watching the wind blow his hair.

"The wind…I miss that," She then looked to the sky, "And eatin' food." Sweeney looked back to the ocean, saying nothing. Mrs. Lovett straightened up.

"Speakin' o' food, you should go an' join Anthony and Johanna fer breakfast."

"Is it your job to order me around like you're my mother?" Sweeney asked sarcastically. Mrs. Lovett gave him a stern look, "Alright, alright…" He muttered, walking off to the dining area. Mrs. Lovett watched him go, sadly smiling.

"…and, I miss people, too…"


Pretty much, Mrs. lovett misses speaking to other people. Please review!