So, this is chapter 2, and I'm sorry it took me a while to get this one posted, but fanfiction was being stupid and annoying and wouldn't let me upload any stories. But its working now.
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Ms. Lovett thought that an odd comment. Beautiful people don't lie. Strange for Mr. T to say somthin' mysterious like that without explainin' himself.
The bell on the door rang, and in walked a man in a rather over-the-top red and black suit. It had shiny silver lace woven through. It almost gleamed like the razor Mr. Todd was gripping tightly in his hand. What could this man want with Abagail?
"Good afternoon, sir, madam." He said, bowing to Ms. Lovett.
"Good afternoon, sir. How may I help you today. I am Sweeney Todd. What can I do for you? Light trim? How about a shave?" Sweeney asked with a grin.
"No thank you sir. You see, I am here looking for my woman."
Sweeney Todd cringed.
"Your women, sir?" he asked. He watched in disgust as the man looked suspiciously around his practically empty parlor, as though Abagail was going to appear any moment.
"Yes, my woman. She ran down the street away from me when we were in the market, and I checked all the housings on the street. Yours is the last one."
Sweeney easily dodged the subject.
"Why was she running away from you? You didn't scare her off, did you?" Sweeney asked, daring a smirk. A nerve somewhere behind the man's left temple twitched.
"Well, you see, it's a long story, and I should really be looking for my Abagail." The man said.
"But listen to this, my good man…er…I'm sorry…I didn't catch your name…" Sweeney said, secretly grinning to himself. For he was slowly evolving a plan that would easily gain him access to Abagail's world.
"Ah, my name is Richard Paysley."
"Well then, Mr. Paysley, your…Abagail ran away from you, yes? Do you think it was because you are not….appealing to her? Well, how about I give you the cleanest, closest shave, and the cologne that I shall give you will have your beautiful Abagail come running back to you. Women like their men clean shaven. And while you get your shave, you can tell me all about this young Abagail of yours running away."
Mr. Paysley looked like he was contemplating the problem for a moment. He brought his fingertips up to his chin and tapped. Sweeney had him wrapped around his finger.
I must say, this is way too much effort to waste on that Abagail, I don't even know her. Why should I care about her? She's nothing to me.
Little did Sweeney Todd know, the only reason he cared for the girl is because she reminded him of Lucy. He remembered Lucy crying out to him when he was taken away. Ms. Lovett had told him that Lucy had tried to run away several times, looking for Benjamin Barker. Abagail ran away from this man, and she probably had similar reasons.
This man had tried to hurt Abagail, and Sweeney Todd knew it.
So, I suppose it's not an entire waste of my time if I'm saving this woman from harm. I guess I have a soft spot for victims of abuse. And a burning hatred for the abusers.
Mr. Paysley seemed to have finally decided on whether or not to clean himself up.
"Alright then. Make it quick. Soon after I'm done I want to get back to looking for Abagail."
Excellent. Sweeney had just predicted and controlled this every man's move. Just the way he liked it. Richard was going to tell him all about Abagail and forget about looking for her in the parlor.
"Alright then, how about a spot of gin as well?"
"Why not, eh?" Richard said, seeming very optimistic.
"Ms. Lovett if you please, Bring this man a glass of gin."
Mr. Paysley had barely noticed Ms. Lovett hiding in the corner. She was in awe watching Sweeney wind his way into this man's mind. But Ms. Lovett was not just amazed at how he'd done it, he was amazed at whohe'd done it to. For Ms. Lovett knew why Abagail had come running. She knew who Richard Paysley was.
Sweeney Todd, being relatively new to the town, had no clue who he was dealing with. And Ms. Lovett seemed it to work for Mr. T's benefit.
"Ms. Lovett? A spot of gin for the man?"
She had been so immersed in her thoughts that she forgot to answer the man.
"Oh, right, yes, of course!" She said. Ms. Lovett looked at Sweeney as Mr. Paysley was sitting down in the barber chair, and behind his back she mouthed to Sweeney, "I can't believe you just did that."
Sweeney could only smirk as Mr. Paysley got situated in his chair. Ms. Lovett smiled, and Sweeney winked at her before she turned and went down to get the gin from the bakery.
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