YAY!! I FINALLY GOT COMPUTER TIME!!! HA HA, anyway, I wanted to thank you guys for reviewing and such...if you guys review more, I may update a bit more often...who knows?!?! nudge nudge wink wink HA
WOOT!!!! So, if I seem overly excited...I am. Cause I just got a SWEENEY TODD script signed by Johnny Depp and HBC...I think I just died.
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Tobias grabbed two bottles of Pirelli's that had been resting on a table to wards the back of his stage, and held one straight out from his body, tossing the other into the crowd to be passed around.
"The magic that grew my 'air back from nuffin' was Pirelli's! It's a miracle elixir, and can slick any kind 'o hair! Soon sprouts curls!" Tobias threw the crowd a happy smile, and unscrewed the bottle, striding over to a bald man in the front row. He poured a few drops into his hand, and began a circular rubbing motion on the soon-to-be customer's head.
"Bet you're wonderin' if Pirelli's REALLY stimulates the growf'? You can have my oaf', sir! 'Tis unique!" There was a happy series of gasps and cheers from the audience, as they watched attentively to Toby's every move.
"Jus' rub in a minute…stimulate it a bit, you know, so'z the elixir can really sink in." Toby grabbed the man's hand and performed the rubbing motion using the customer's own hand. "There 'ya go, sir. Soon you'll have to thin it once a week!"
Tobias raised the bottle that remained in his hand high above his head, and opened his mouth to speak. Before even one word could leave his throat however, another voice cut him off.
"Pardon me, ma'am wots vat awful stench?"
Tobias looked around the crowd alarmed, and saw that it was the sunken pale man who had spoken. An opened bottle of Pirelli's was being passed around, and that was what the man was smelling. He had a disgusted look on his face, and his nose was slightly crinkled. His woman friend leaned forward, sneering slightly, and placed her hand and chin on his shoulder.
"Are we standin' near an open trench?
The man nodded in agreement and nodded his head to the woman, only slightly.
"Must be standin' near an open trench."
Toby looked over the crowd to see if anyone had seemed to notice the couple's little...outburst. No one seemed to have noticed, and Tobias blew out a sigh of relief. Toby shook his head, and held up his bottle once again.
"Try Pirelli's Miracle Elixir!! Even the most unruly of hair," he gave a slight jerk or the head towards the solemn faced woman, "can be slicked. Soon sprouts curls." He held up a lock of the wig, which had a slight wave to it, implying that is was the piss which had given him the full head of hair. "Yes, try Pirelli's. And when they see how thick sir, YOU." he pointed at an old man in the front, who laughed, "can have you pick sir, of the girls!"
Once again the crowd laughed good natured at Tobias's playful humor, save for two people. They stood solemn as ever, their eyes cold an unforgiving. As his eyes connected with the man, who had a single, odd grey streak running through his hair, Toby felt a chill go along his spine. He shook off the feeling, and held out his bottle of Pirelli's for the crowd to see. He panned his head across the audience, and nodded excitedly. "Wanna buy a bottle?"
"What is this...?"
Toby averted his eyes in shock, for it was the pale faced man who had spoken once again. He was holding the bottle at arms length, as if examining it carefully, with a tightly knit brow.
"What is this?"
The woman who had spoken again, repeating her partner's words, and leaning her head on her his shoulder so as to get a better look at the bottle. Toby attempted to speak, but was cut off by him once again.
"Smells like piss..."
The man had unscrewed the lid of the bottle and smelled it, crinkling his nose in disgust. He offered it towards the woman who leaned in to get a whiff. "Smells like...EW!" She covered her nose with her hands and shook her head.
"Wouldn't touch it if I was you, dear..." She nodded her head to the man and gave him a truly repulsed look.
He gave a slight smirk. "This is piss...piss wiv' ink."
As a murmur came from the crowd, Toby raised his voice to be heard, stately to overpower the two who could potentially chase away his customers.
"Try Pirelli's, activate your roots sir!"
The man with the streak nodded to the gentleman next to him, indicating his boots. "Keep it off your boots sir, eats right 'froo." The gentleman looked down at his boots, slightly disgusted.
Toby shouted a little louder, trying to take the attention away from the ghostlike two.
"YES! try Pirelli's, use a bottle of it!" He winked at a woman in the front, who giggled. "Ladies seem to LOVE it!"
The woman with unruly hair and sunken eyes snorted and cocked her head to one side.
"Flies do too."
The audience laughed at the woman's quick witted retort, but Toby was speechless. Never before had anyone figured out the secret of Pirelli's elixir, let alone interrupted him, or contradicted him while he was selling it. Toby was flabbergasted, and completely at a loss for words. His mouth just hung open, gaping at the man who looked as if he hadn't slept in years. 'Pirelli will be angry when he finds out abou' this...' Toby gasped. "PIRELLI!" He spun to face the curtain just as the elaborate Italian himself pushed the flaps aside and strode through, bearing a look of utter hate.
"EYEEEEEEEEE am Adolfo Pirelli, da keeng of dee barbers! EYE am dee barber of kings!!" His look of anger instantly switched to one of a kindly man. "AH! Bonjour no! Good day!" He smiled his disgusting smile to the audience, who did not seem to enjoy it any more than Toby did. "Eye blow joo a kiss." He blew a kiss to a woman in the front row the pack, who instantly looked as if she were about to vomit. Almost immediately, his face turned back into the expression of hatred, and he spoke as if he was a man of pious status. "AND EYEEEE!!! Dees so famoose Pirelli, eye weesh-a to know-a who has-a da nerva-a to sayyyyyyyyyehhhhh..." He scanned the crowd with glaring eyes, and crinkled his long, hooked nose. "Who sayehs my eelixeer is piss. WHO sayehs DEES?"
Toby held his breath. He knew that no matter what happened, Toby would be beaten for the outburst of the dark man with the strange gray streak in his hair. He hung his head and closed his eyes tight, preparing for the worst.
"I do."
Tobias's head shot up. It was the ghostly faced man whose voice had risen over the crowd. The man was staring Pirelli straight in the eyes, not looking the least bit intimidated. Pirelli's eyes were wide, shocked that someone had spoken against him. The man took a few steps forward, in order to be closer to the fake eye-talian.
"I am Mister Sweeney Todd...of Fleet Street."
WOOT!!! And thus concludes chapter four!! YAY!!! I wanted to make it longer, but it was getting to long already...so I hope y'all are satisfied with how this chapter turned out!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
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BTW!!! I love the last line. YAY SWEENEY!