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Sweeney Todd...so that was his name. A fitting one at that, for it was as dark and foreboding as the man himself. Toby glanced from Mr. Todd back to Pirelli, who was fuming with rage, and surprise that someone had actually spoken back to him. Pirelli's eyes were narrow, and the corner of his mouth was twitching. Toby quickly looked back to Todd and his lady friend, who was positively beaming. Sweeney Todd began taking slow steps towards the front of crowd as he spoke yet again, his eyes on the ground.
"I have opened a bottle of Pirelli's elixir..." he paused and looked into Pirelli's face for a moment, before returning his eyes to the ground, "and I say to you. It is nothing but an arrant fraud, concocted from piss..." he held up the bottle and cringed, crinkling his nose. "And ink." He raised his eyes, his steps holding more confidence, and a mocking tone in his voice. He reached the front of the stage and stared directly into Pirelli's hateful pupils. "And furthermore signor, I have serviced no kings... yet I wager I can shave a cheek with ten times more dexterity, than any street mountebank." Mr. Todd turned to face the crowd and spoke loudlly, a blank, almost smug expression residing upon his features. He reached into his pockets and pulled out two of the most brilliantly carved silver razors Toby had ever seen, and held them up for the crowd to see.
"Do yo' see these razors? I lay them against five pound that you are no match for me."
There were murmurs of wonder from the crowd. The razors were truly magnificent, works of art. Each handle was intracitely carved, and they were probably the cleanest things Toby had ever laid eyes on. Nothing he had seen before sparkled or shone as much as these two little razors that this mysterious man had in his posession. No one had ever stood up to Pirelli either. One thing was certian, this strange man knew no fear. Sweeney Todd turned once again to face Pirelli as he spoke.
"Either accept my challenge, or reveal your self as a sham."
Pirelli leaned down to Todd's level and examined the razors for a moment with his eyes. He smiled his toothy grin, sneering as he spoke.
"You hear zees fooleesh man?" He he slowly rose to his full height, glaring down at Sweeney Todd as if he was a disgusting beetle.
"Now puhlease, yoo will see how hee will regreta theesa FOLLY!" He removed his cape and swung it over his head, letting it drop to the floor dramatically. He turned to Toy with eyes that could kill and stomped his foot twice, each stomp representing a syllable in Tobias's name.
"TO-BY!"
Toby rushed upon the stage to his master's side, grabbing the little case that contained all of Pirelli's barbering supplies and laying it open faced on a small table near the eye-talian. Mr. Todd turned to the audience and nodded his head.
"Who'se for a free shave?"
There was chaotic shouting like Tobias had never heard before, for every man in the audience seemed to want the privilege of having a free shave. Toby giggled a bit, but stopped when he saw Pirelli's dagger-like eyes stabbing into his own. Toby turned away quickly, and focused on Sweeney Todd once again. Two men had run upon the stage and taken their places in either barbers chair, and Todd was slowly climbing the steps to the stage. He stopped mid step, and turned so just his head was toward the ever growing crowd.
"Will Beadle Bamford be the judge?"
Toby averted his eyes to the beadle, who had a sickening look of smugness upon his face. He replied in a voice dripping with fake pious and honey.
"GLAD, as always, to oblige my friends and neighbors."
The Beadle waddled up the steps to the platform and stood near the southern side of the stage, holding a silver whistle in one pudgy, mud streaked hand. He turned to Pirelli and Todd, who were each standing behind a chair where an unshaven was sitting. "Ready?" He asked.
Pirelli tilted his chin upward snootily and smiled at the Beadle. "A-Rrrrready." He rolled the 'r', spit spraying Toby's face like a tidal wave. Mr. Todd looked to Beadle Bamford with a blank expression, and twitched one corner of his mouth, a gesture which Tobias guessed was suppoed to be a smile. Todd nodded.
"Ready."
The Beadle turned to the crowd and spoke loudly, so that all far and wide woul be able to hear his voice. "THE FASTEST, SMOOTHEST SHAVE IS...THE WINNAR" He brought the silver whistle to his mouth and blew, the shill noise prevading everyone ears. Tobias picked up one side of the strop, and handed the other end and a razor to Pirelli. Toby, clenched his teeth, for he KNEW what was coming. As suspected, Pirelli was not watching what he was doing, so with each stop of the razor, Tobias's hand became the victim of Pirelli's carelessness' resulting in cuts and scars that would probably never heal. When the stropping was finished Pirelli nudged Toby on the shoulder, indicating that Toby should sit down. Pirelli began latering the man's face, speaking to Todd whilst.
"To shave-a da face...to cut-a da hair...requre da graceeee...require da flair!" Pirelli smiled at Sweeney Todd, who was still methodically stropping his razor. Pirelli grabbed the razor and rougly stroked it up and down the customers face, still glaring at Todd. "For eefa you sleep, you nick da lip, you clip-a da cheen, you rip-a da skin a beet beyond-a repair." Todd continued to ignore Pirelli, and sought to lather his client, seemingly entranced, rubbing the lather across the mans face.
Pirelli put down his razor, and began shouting something about his talent being given to him by God, but Toby couldn't take his eyes off of Sweeney Todd. Something about his was off, wrong, but Toby couldnt place just what. He glaced at Pirelli once again, seeing that he had only half shaved his customer. When he looked back to Todd, the man was now pulling out his razor. With only a few graceful strokes, his shave-e was completely stubble free. Averting his gaze to Pirelli, who still was shouting incoherently, Toby stood up and began packing away the barbering tools. Pirelli shot a glance to Todd once more.
"EET TAKE-A DA GRAAAAA-"
The Beadle held out an arm to Todd, interrupting Pirelli's idocy.
"The winnah...IS TODD!"
The audience cheered and hooted for the man, while Pirelli looked dombfounded. Todd still had his blank expression, and it seemed to Toby that he didnt even care that eh had won. Pirelli strode up To Sweeney Todd and took a slight bow.
"I bow to a skill far greater than my ownnn..." Todd didnt not turn to face him; he only snapped his fingers and held out his open hand.
"The five pound please." PLirelli narrowed his eyes, and pulled out his small coin purse, handing the man what he rightfully owned. Pirelli nodded and smiled, backing up towards Toby. "Unteel we meet again!" Toby felt the sharp pain of Pirelli's hand slapping his face and winced, but still did not take his eyes off Todd. There was somethign strange about him...and Toby knew he woul have to find out what. As he was shoved rather forcefully back into the small, dusty room he now called home, he couldnt help but wonder just when he would see the barber again...
WOO!!! I FINALLY UPDATED!!!!! I sincerely apologize to all the people who have been waiting for an update (are there any...?), but school is REALLY difficult for me...and with auditions and dance, I rarely get time o type. I know I didn't include much of Pirelli's song in this...but seeing as the chapter was growing too lengthy...I cut it. SOWWY!!!
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