Chapter 2:
[On the way to market]
Rachel:[To Cathy, in hushed voice] This is good i'nt it?
Cathy:Hmmm... Maybe we're dreaming...
Rachel:Fat chance... Its like a fairy tale... ya know... 'cept with a murderous, raging lunatic...
Cathy: Whatever...
Rachel: Do you like fairy tales?
Cathy:*non-committal noise* Do you?
Rachel:[grins] I do believe in fairy's! I do! I do!
Sweeney: [Looks over his shoulder with a bewildered expression on his face]
Rachel: Do you believe in fairies Mr. Todd?
Sweeney:[Scowls]
Cathy:[rolls eyes]
Mrs. Lovett: Come on loves... We don't have long until the market closes...
[All go to market]
Mrs. Lovett:[Spot's Pirelli's little shack on wheels thing] Oh! [Stops suddenly]
Sweeney:[Walks into Mrs. Lovett] What now?
Mrs. Lovett: Oi! Watch it love! You can't just go ramming up the back of people like that!
Sweeney: [Blushes slightly]
Cathy: *Snorts*
Rachel: Oh you dirty girty's!
Sweeney:[Is trying not to smile] What is wrong with you woman?
Mrs. Lovett: Me? Oh! It's Pirelli!
Rachel: Bless you.
Sweeney: What?
Mrs. Lovett: He's here every Thursday – Italian.
Sweeney: [Says nothing but looks at Mrs. Lovett as if she's crazy]
Mrs. Lovett: All the rage he is... Best barber in London they say...
Sweeney:[pouts] He is not!
Mrs. Lovett: You haven't been here love...
Sweeney: Oh yeah...
[All gather around little caravan thing]
Sweeney: [Sees beadle]
Mrs. Lovett: Get back here you scallywag!
Sweeney: Sorry...
Lady's and Gentlemen: May I have your attention please?
Cathy:*Giggles*
Sweeney: Wot?
Cathy:[Blushes and says nothing]
Sweeney:[Gets bottle, sniffs and pulls a face]
Rachel: Do you reckon we could get signal here? [Takes out phone]
Cathy:Dunno...[Takes he phone out too]
Sweeney:Wot is this?
Mrs. Lovett: Wot is this?
Sweeney:Smells like piss.
Mrs. Lovett:Smells like Ewwww!
Rachel: *snorts*
Sweeney:This is piss, Piss wiv ink... etc.
[Rachel and Cathy go back to conversation]
[ Pirelli come bursting out]
Rachel:[Screams and drops her phone then snickers] Oh good lord... Look at those trousers!
Cathy:[Bursts out laughing] You can see his crotch!
Sweeney:[Raises eyebrow and tries not to laugh]
….
Sweeney: You see these razors?
Rachel: Don't wave 'em around like that mate! You'll take someone's eye out!
Mrs. Lovett: Good thinking, oh good he's put them down.
Contest begins.
Rachel+Cathy: Woooh Sweeney!
Sweeney:[Tries not to smile and does a pretty good job of it. But not that good]
Pirelli:[Goes off on a crazy soprano thing]
Sweeney:[wins]
Pirelli:[Has a tantrum]
Mrs. Lovett:[Looks all smug]
[Sweeney and Beadle talk and then all go back to shop]
OK, So I'm sorry the "Special guest" wasn't in this one. There's actually a lot more to what I've written than I thought so I have no clue when "It" is going to arrive but I promise it'll happen.
I've also got Jr. Cert coming up so I don't have a lot of time for updating but I'm nearly on Easter break so I promise to get stuff up sooner and more frequently during it and all that. Also sorry if Sweeney's a bit OOC but this is a random fic. So he's bound to be a bit to :P
Hope you's enjoyed! Remember: Please comment! Please, Please, Please!