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This chapter has a time skip and some smut.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'VicTORious', 'Sweeny Todd', or any characters. Alice belongs to brenducha.
No POV
Two Months Later
Tori, Jade, Alice, and their friends have managed to blend it in their current timeline. Thanks to their acting skills, they were able to convince Tobias, or Toby, that Mrs. Lovett was sent away while he was getting some supplies for her the day Sweeny killed her.
"So, you and Sweeny seem awfully close lately." Beck mentions to Alice as the two clean up the shop after they closed for the day, Tori and Cat taking over.
"What are you talking about?" Alice asks, putting the dirty plates away to be washed. "And why are you following me? I thought you were supposed to be helping Andre with the stove." She asks as she heads into the room the others are sleeping in to check on Robbie, who got bumped in the head earlier and almost passed out from the 'bump' getting worse.
"I just find it weird that, since Mrs. Lovett left, you seem to be helping him in his parlor a lot, and no one knows what you two do up there." Beck asks, showing signs of his jealousy with how Alice and Sweeny get along, and showing that he doesn't believe her story about Sweeny protecting her or Jade's story about Mrs. Lovett being murdered.
"I help him keep it clean and in order, that's it. And the man did prevent Mrs. Lovett from burning me alive in a stove, you know." Alice says, tired of Beck doubting her over the last two months. "Why do you care anyway, Beck? I thought you were dating Trina?" She asks, realizing that no one they know has seen them in two months, worry for her family and friends entering her mind.
"The guy stares at you all the time." Beck says, ignoring her comment about him dating Trina. "And you're up in his 'parlor' for three hours or so a day. What are you doing that takes that long with that guy?" He asks, showing little concern for his friend and the possible concussion he might have.
"Well, I…We dress differently from anyone he's ever known, so it makes sense he'll stare at times." Alice says, shrugging Beck's comment away as she moves away from Robbie, certain he'll be fine and he doesn't have a concussion. "And I help him keep his razors sanitized and sharp, as well as keep the parlor clean when he's getting ready for his next customer."
"Bull." Beck says, showing some anger. "You're fucking him, aren't you?" He asks, preventing her from leaving the room by moving in front of her and holding the door shut with his back.
"No, we're not fucking." Alice says, showing the patented 'West Glare' at the younger man. "Now move out of my way, Beckett. I need to help Jade and Tori clean the kitchen." She says, proving she's stronger than she looks by easily pushing him away from the door and leaving.
"You know, one of these days, your jealousy over Alice is going to cost you." Beck hears Robbie mumble, the nerdy boy sitting against the wall and staring at the actor.
"Shut up, Rob." Beck says, leaving the room.
Later that day, as any other day, Alice finds herself in Sweeny's parlor, his last customer leaving with a satisfied smile over the quality of Sweeny's shave and a comment that he should charge more since he's better than anyone else in London with better quality and no nicks whereas others miss some hair or cut the skin of the person they're shaving.
"I hope you don't find this offensive, Mr. Todd, but you seem to go in a trance when you shave these men." Alice notes, remembering how focused he becomes while doing his job.
"One cannot lose focus while doing their work." Sweeny tells her, putting his razors in their case. "And please, call me 'Sweeny'. I don't particularly like being called 'Mr. Todd'." He tells her, recalling Mrs. Lovett and her fascination with him, even pleading for 'Mr. Todd to save her life' after he threw her into the flames two months ago.
"Sorry. Force of habit." Alice tells him, putting his brush away for him as he sets the chair back in its rightful place. "You don't have to pay me, you know?" She tells him again as he gives her a small coin bag for helping him.
"You take time out of your day, Miss West. It's the least I could do." Sweeny tells her, moving back to his small shelf of supplies, taking a quick inventory of things he's low on.
"Please, call me 'Alice'." Alice tells him, brushing her hair back with her fingers. "I feel like I'm in high school again when you call me that." She says with a small chuckle, remembering the times Sikowitz used to call her that during class for whatever reason Sikowitz thought up that day.
"Understood." Sweeny tells her with a small smile.
After a few more minutes, the two finish up cleaning and organizing the parlor, Alice not commenting on the hatch in front of the chair Sweeny uses. "Will that be all, Sweeny?" Alice asks, checking the parlor one last time.
"Nothing of note, Alice." Sweeny tells her, heading for the door. "If you'll excuse me, I need to go out to get some supplies. I'm running low on a few important items." He tells her, holding the door open for her to exit first.
"Allow me to join you." Alice says, walking out the door with a nod to him in thanks. "It'll be nice to see London without my sister or friends joining us." She says, recalling when Cat followed her around London a few weeks ago and the redhead getting lost because she saw a stray dog and wanted to play with it.
"If you insist." Sweeny says, bowing slightly as he closes and locks the door behind him.
Unaware of the pair of eyes watching them, Sweeny and Alice climb down the staircase and head out, making small talk as they walk down the street. "Stop staring, creeper." Jade says, elbowing Beck in the side. "She's too good for you, and I wouldn't let her date you anyway." She adds, heading over to sit beside Cat and Tori, the redhead half-asleep already from the day being busier than usual.
"Like you could stop us." Beck says, not acting like himself since Alice and Sweeny started spending time together.
"I have multiple pair of scissors on me, I use the knives here, and I don't like the idea of you and my sister. Try me." Jade challenges, smirking.
"You're limited to one pair at a time during work hours, you only use the knives because no one wants to stop you, and no one likes the idea of Beck and Alice dating." Tori chimes in, sighing. "Where'd she go, anyway?"
"On a date with Todd." Beck scoffs, moving away from the window.
"It's not a date, they're shopping for supplies." Andre adds in, not hiding that he overheard them when they left the parlor. "What? I'm a musician. We have good hearing." He shrugs, eating one of the pies, now made without human meat but still delicious. "What's this made of?" He asks, finishing it in three bites.
"Diseased rats and other vermin." Jade says, watching as Beck walks past them and into the room.
"She's lying." Tori says, staring at Jade. "I'm tired. I'm taking a shower and napping." She says, getting up and heading for the small room where they take their 'showers' (room temperature water and no soap to wash the grime off fully).
Two hours later, Alice and Sweeny return, only to see the shop is empty, save for Robbie and Cat sitting at one of the tables. "Where is everyone?" Alice asks, her protective side showing.
"Tori and Jade went walking around somewhere, Andre went with them, and Beck is sulking around town." Robbie answers, feeling better after Jade 'accidentally' hit him in the back of the head with a pan earlier that day.
"Oh, okay." Alice says, calming down slightly. "I'm helping Sweeny get everything set up. Back in a bit." She tells them as she follows him out the side door and up to his parlor.
"You seem tense." Sweeny notes as they put the supplies away, finding himself oddly protective of the woman, more-so than when he stopped Mrs. Lovett.
"My sister and friends walking around a town they barely know and I can't be there to help keep them safe? Yeah, tense about covers it." Alice says, chuckling a bit, knowing Jade will be safe and keep the others safe. 'How does she hide so many scissors on her?' She wonders, remembering when Jade seemed to have almost ten pairs of scissors on her after school one day.
"Do not worry. I've seen your sister with rowdy customers. She is quite fierce." Sweeny says, a hint of admiration in his voice.
"That's what worries me the most about her. One day, she's going to challenge someone tougher than her, and I don't want to see her hurt." Alice says, sitting down in the chair Sweeney uses.
"Allow me to try something." Sweeny says, walking behind her and placing his hands on her shoulder, giving her a rough shoulder massage. "I hope you do not mind." He adds as his hands move more gently.
"No problems here." Alice says, closing her eyes and enjoying the shoulder massage, leaning into the chair.
The two, lost in the moment, don't notice the change in Sweeny's massage, or Alice's comfort, for after a few minutes, his hands have moved a bit lower than her shoulders, and she pushing her chest towards him, her eyes barely open as she looks into his eyes.
Without a word, Alice quietly gets off the chair and walks behind it, stopping in front of Sweeny. "My turn to try something." She tells him, standing on her toes and moving her head forward until their lips meet, her hands moving to hold him around the neck.
"We shouldn't do this." Sweeny says, wanting to be polite.
"Yes, we should." Alice counters, kissing him again, smirking into the kiss when Sweeny leans into it and starts pulling her towards the wall behind him, the two quickly entering a heavy make-out session against the wall. "Trust me, Sweeny. I want this." She tells him, moaning a bit when he picks her up and carries her to the chair.
"Good." Sweeney tells her, glad he disabled the mechanism for disposing the bodies when she started helping him while he works.
With that, the two resume their kissing, their hands acting on the emotion they feel towards the other, with Sweeney's hands moving exploratory over her chest and her hands moving to his stomach and feeling his muscles.
Within minutes, the two are half naked, Alice in only a bra and panty set, both white and a bit worn through, and Sweeny his slacks, and the two are lost in the other, acting purely on lust.
"Hey, Mr. Todd. Can we talk?" Beck asks, opening the door and interrupting the two, his plan of convincing Sweeny to take him as an apprentice to keep an eye on him and Alice lost as he stares at the chair, anger rising.
"Knock before entering, boy!" Sweeny yells, moving to block Beck's view of Alice.
"What the fuck is this?" Beck asks, glaring at the older man.
And I'm ending here. Not as smutty as I made it seem, but I felt in fitting.
And yes, this is basically a modified version of when Sweeny was interrupted from killing Judge Turpin (I believe that's who it was that Alan Rickman played in the movie).
Now, will Sweeny kill Beck? Or will Beck live to get back to his own time? One way to find out.
Thank you for reading, I hope you liked it and review.
Blessed Be.