The Demon Barber is Alive!

Chapter 12: Marge

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter is set three days after the last one. :-)

Sweeney had been having a long think, his daughter was gone and he had, literally, thrown his last chance at love away.

He decided that the only way he can keep the business up and running is if he has Toby, so reluctantly, he freed him from the cage.

Toby is sitting around the shop, grateful to be out of the cage, when Sweeney walks in.

"Take this money and buy some silver polish, my razors are getting dull, oh and I want a recipe book, don't say it's for me!" Sweeney is oh so slightly embarrassed that he has little to no cooking ability.

"Yes, sir," Toby takes the money but he doesn't make eye contact with the barber.

He walks out and straight to Mr. March's Silverware and China shop.

Sweeney glances around the shop and walks over to the bench. The rolling pin has been placed back on the bench and is next to the flour. He picks it up and starts rolling dough for pies.

By the end of his effort about an hour later Mr. Todd has produced a very sad pie, a pie in fact that is so sad that he doesn't even bother to bake it.

Instead he looks at the mouldy crust and the top of the pie which is barely managing to cling to the edges, and puts it on the shelf as a reminder to himself of what not to do.

Just as he stands back to look at the 'pie' Toby walks in with the polish and a leather bound recipe book.

He pushes them into Sweeney's hands and says, "You'll never guess what that farmer Ivan Schmaltz gave me down at them markets!"

Sweeney rolls his eyes, "A free egg, a pint of cream somthin' like that?" he says vaguely.

"No and no! A goat!"

"A what?"

"A goat!" He says again.

"A what?"

"A goat!"

"A goat?"

"Yes, a goat !" Toby jumps up and down in excitement.

"Show me!"

"Alright then come outside," Toby is suddenly not afraid of the vicious barber and tugs him out the door.

An old nanny goat on a chain is standing out the front, her hair is grey but presumably used to be white.

"Maa—aa," she bleats.

"Her name is Marge," Toby strokes her small minded head, "Do you like 'er?"

"How are we meant to take care of this 'Marge', exactly?"

"Well, I thought maybe I could open a stall sellin' somethin' down at the markets and she might sleep in the yard or maybe when it's cold she can 'ave the outside dining area,"

"Keep it out of my way and you keep it!" Sweeney looks down at the goat.

"Yes sir!" Toby unchains Marge and leads her around to the back.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Only a short chapter to introduce Marge!

Thanks heaps to Evil Robina for the stupid review and heaps of new plot ideas!! Check out her stories there cool!

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