Chapter 3:
"Wot' could he be thinkin'?! Puttin' that Italian's body into a pie! That's worse than Mrs. Mooney puttin' them poor pussys into er' pies!" Mrs. Lovett shuddered at the thought. "Oh yes, wonderful idea Mr. T! Sounds quite appetizing!" She continued to babble on as she finished pouring the water into her tub.
Mrs. Lovett was in her bathroom. She had just finished drawing her bath, and was preparing to get in the relaxing warmth for her aching bones.
"That crazy man. His idea may ave' been a brilliant one, but I sure aint goin' to be apart of that nasty business. Oh wot' a day this as' been." She muttered to herself. She was in her red velvet bathrobe, and was looking at her reflection in the mirror. "It started out normally enough, until of course Mr. T went and killed that unlucky bloke. After that…oh my aching head." She moaned to herself while taking down her long, red curly hair out of its position.
(Now if one could see Mrs. Lovett with her hair down the way I did…their eyes would bulge! She looked gorgeous with it down! Almost like a fairy queen…)
Mrs. Lovett was still in a strange phase from all that had happened earlier that day. She had finally, but accidentally, made her feelings known to Sweeney Todd and had been shocked out of her mind when she found out that he felt exactly the same way towards her.
She smiled at the memory of their passionate kiss… "I've never been kissed like that in all me' days. Not even by my dear old Albert." She said out loud to herself. Mrs. Lovett continued to dream and wonder about the possibility of her and Sweeney getting married. However, her reverie was broken by a dangerous yet seductive voice.
"Mrs. Lovett!" The voice sang out. "Nothing to be afraid of love. Nothing's gonna harm you darling, not while I'm around…" Mrs. Lovett's whole body came alive with goosebumps, and her bones rattled at the sound of Sweeney's dark yet velvety voice.
"No Mr. T…" she whispered out loud while slowly stepping back into the corner of the bathroom wall. "Don't come in ere' love…" she continued to say, half afraid of being found yet also hoping that he would open the door to find her.
Mrs. Lovett heard Sweeney's footsteps approach her bathroom door. "Where are you hiding my pet? No one's gonna hurt you, no one's gonna dare…" His dangerously sweet voice continued to sing.
Mrs. Lovett closed her eyes while quietly sliding down into the corner of the wall, trying to hide herself.
The footsteps stopped at the door…Mrs. Lovett's heart began to beat wildly as the handle to her door was slowly turned. "I will find you my dear…"
"No…" she whimpered softly while her eyes glued themselves to the door. She knew it would be so easy to lunge forward and lock the door, but her body wouldn't wield her to move, nor did she really want to. She wanted to be found…deep down in that scared heart of hers, Mrs. Lovett wanted to see what would happen.
Finally, the door swung open. As a flash of lightning lit up the sky, so did the dark, handsome barber appear in the doorway. "Hello Nellie." He said with a wicked grin.
Mrs. Lovett's eyes widened at the sound of her first name. He hadn't called her that since he was Benjamin Barker!
In a slow, menacing stride, he was in front of Mrs. Lovett's huddled form.
She looked up at him, fear shining in her eyes… "You found me…" She whispered with a hint of excitement in her voice.
Sweeney smirked while kneeling to her level. "That I did my love." He noticed her long, beautiful red hair. She took it down… He thought happily to himself.
"My dear, you should consider keeping your hair down like this in the near future, it really is quite becoming." Sweeney said while stroking her hair tenderly.
Mrs. Lovett was too nervous and shocked to speak.
"Tell me Mrs. Lovett, why did you try to hide from me?" He asked while taking one of the luscious locks into his hand, fiddling with it gently. "I-I wos' afraid Mr. T." Mrs. Lovett confessed, her voice quivering in trepidation.
Sweeney nodded while pinning his gaze into her chocolate brown eyes. "Afraid of what my pet?" He asked softly while bringing her soft lock up to his nose, breathing in the natural perfumed scent it contained; he closed his eyes…
Mrs. Lovett shivered. "I-I wos' afraid you'd kill m-me…" she continued to say, her flesh crawling at the nearness of him.
Sweeney tsked softly, as though to a naughty child caught in the middle of a mischevious scheme. "Now why would I do that?" Sweeney asked soothingly while flipping out his razor and holding it up to Mrs. Lovett's lock, which he held in his pale hand. He was teasing her, enticing her, and he well knew it.
"W-well…" Mrs. Lovett began as her eyes widened at the razor he was holding, "I-I ran off in a frenzy after you told me of your idea to get rid of the Italian's body. I suppose you didn't m-much like my reaction to y-your idea Mr. Todd. To be frank sir, I could never go through with it."
Sweeney's eyes flashed at her last statement, and his hypnotic gaze slowly transformed into a dangerous and stern glare. Mrs. Lovett shrieked as Sweeney swiftly swiped his razor in the air. Surprised that there was no pain, Mrs. Lovett slowly opened her eyes.
Sweeney held up the dark red lock that he had been playing with, now completely cut from her hair. Mrs. Lovett inhaled sharply at the sight. Sweeney then leaned in really close to her face, and whispered in her ear "I could never harm a hair on your head my pet."
Mrs. Lovett's flesh would not allow her to cease the intense trembling as Sweeney began to trail his lips from her face to her neck with soft kisses. "You are so beautiful…"
She closed her eyes in complete ecstasy. "Oh Mr. T…" she breathed out while little tears of happiness mixed with remaining fear trailed down her pale cheeks.
She allowed her arms to slowly wrap themselves around Sweeney's back. He continued to kiss every inch of her face; he knew she was waiting in anticipation for him to reach her lips, and he would tease her until his own desires reached the point of no return.
Well, it came very soon, although it wasn't soon enough for Mrs. Lovett. When she finally felt his lips mesh with hers, she kissed him so passionately that it almost hurt them both. When they finally came up for air, Mrs. Lovett gasped out with a grin, "That's wot' you get for makin' me wait so long Mr. T."
Sweeney smirked while scooping Mrs. Lovett up in bridal style, and carried her back downstairs towards her parlor. "Perhaps you should punish me some more Mrs. Lovett." He whispered seductively into her ear.
Mrs. Lovett giggled at the words before replying, "Sorry dear, little Toby is in there and we can't do much without the risk of awakening im'."
"I'll throw him out if I have to!" Sweeney growled while nuzzling his face into Mrs. Lovett's hair. "Mr. T!" She exclaimed with a little sternness to her tone, "He's a poor little child with no mother. I'm all he's got now, and I wouldn't want his first impression of me to be heartless and cruel."
Sweeney sighed in disappointment. "Mrs. Lovett, you're a bloody wonder. Always thinking of others over yourself." He mumbled while settling himself and his prize into the couch within the parlor.
Mrs. Lovett snuggled into his embrace on the couch. "Anyway Mr. T, I'm a respectable woman." "Oh really?" Sweeney chuckled softly after hearing this. "And you'd still call yourself respectable after that passionate display back in your powder room?" Mrs. Lovett playfully hit his chest while pouting adorably. "A passionate kiss doesn't take away a lady's virginity." For the first time since he'd been taken away as Benjamin Barker, Sweeney burst into a real, happy laugh that both he and Mrs. Lovett thought had long been forgotten.
Mrs. Lovett gazed into Sweeney's eyes with a smile playing on her lips. "Another miracle…" she said out loud. Sweeney's laughter died down, and he replied in a loving tone, "One that couldn't have happened without your unconditional love my pet."
Mrs. Lovett smiled tenderly at Sweeney while stroking his hair.
"Besides Mr. T, I think I prefer sitting here with you than lying in bed with a man I'm not even married to."
Sweeney smiled before taking Mrs. Lovett's face in his hands and saying, "Maybe you'd prefer someone to share your bed with my love. Someone who would be proud to call you his wife."
Mrs. Lovett's eyes widened at those blessed words that came out of his mouth. "You…you mean…?"
Sweeney then pulled out of his pocket the very ring that once belonged to his beloved Lucy. Mrs. Lovett's breath completely left her at the sight of the ring. "Lucy would want us both to be happy my dear. You've helped me realize that I can't get rid of my anger and darkness through revenge and unforgiveness. That will only fuel my hatred I still have yet to get rid of."
Tears spilled out of Mrs. Lovett's eyes as Sweeney put the ring on her finger. "Perhaps you could be the one to help save me from myself my darling…"
The tears were endless now. "Oh Benjamin!" Mrs. Lovett sobbed out while collapsing into his strong and inviting embrace.
"My own darling Nellie…"
Author's Note: YAY! It's finally finished! Well, that was the end of my dream. So I know that there are those of you out there who didn't want there to be a happy ending, or don't believe that someone with that much darkness and pain inside could possibly be happy again and start over. But the truth is, it is possible. My mom, some of my friends, and even myself are proof that it can happen. All one needs is unrequited love, and even if it takes a lifetime, it is enough to break through the toughest barriers of the heart. Plus, I'm tired of Sweeney having unhappy endings all the time. I believe in happy endings and second chances, so please don't hate me for my dream ending that way. So, I really hope you all liked it! If any of you want to see more happen after this, let me know. Feel free to give me any ideas or suggestions, and I will write a sequel if I'm inspired. Au revoir my dears!