A/n: sorry I'm skipping days because I don't have enough patiance and time to do such typeing, And I'm skipping some stuff...yet again I own nothing..and I would like To read reviews.
++Sunday++
The group had Arrived at the Destination, The three decided to brake from The main touring group and wandered down Fleet street, Chris had always been interested in the Todd Case and Now she got to explore with her three buddies.
The Group of three stopped in front of Todd's Old shop and The first words out of her mouth where. "Holy shit." She Squeed happily and ran to the door, picking the lock she slipped in all ninja like her three companions fallowed and shut the door behind them.
"Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd.
His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
He shaved the faces of gentlemen
who never thereafter were heard of again.
He trod a path that few have trod
did Sweeney Todd…" She suddenly sang as she danced around the shop darkly.
"The demon barber of fleet street.
He kept a shop in London town.
Of fancy clients and good renown
and what if none of their souls were saved
they went to their maker impeccably shaved.
By Sweeney,
by Sweeney Todd
the demon barber of fleet street."
She danced and laughed a bit as the three other friends sang as well.
"Swing your razor wide!
Sweeney, hold it to the skies.
Freely flows the blood of those who moralize.
His needs were few, his room was bare.
A lavabo and a fancy chair.
A mug of suds, and a leather strop,
an apron, a towel, a pail, and a mop.
For neatness he deserves a nod,
does Sweeney Todd," A dark figure moved behind the unknowing singers.
"The demon barber of Fleet Street.
Inconspicuous Sweeney was,
quick, and quiet and clean he was.
Back of his smile, under his word,
Sweeney heard music that nobody heard.
Sweeney pondered and Sweeney planned,
like a perfect machine he planned,
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney!" the Singers were interrupted by a harsh voice and Christine Being attacked A razor held to her throat.
"Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!" The voice sung and Christine gulped.
"Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!" she repeated and he moved her backwards towards a door. The group of friends ran out of the shop.
"He served a dark and avengeful God!" He sung again and Christine whimpered,
"He served a dark and avengeful God! " She repeated in a cry as she was pulled back.
"What happened then, well that's the play,
and he wouldn't want us to give it away..." The man said almost in a laugh
as Christine started to tear as the razor pulled at her skin.
"Not Sweeney
Not Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet...
Street..." she cried and was let go suddenly.
"Welcome to my shop…" the voice said and Christine stood almost petrified.
"Oh really I didn't mean to scare you to bad." He laughed and She ran to the other side of the room crying.
"Well aren't you going to say hello." He laughed a bit and some one, this time a woman appeared not looking At Christine she said words that no one would want to hear.
"Hey, Mr. T The Bodies are nice and baked in to the pies." The girl laughed and looked up seeing Christine and she gasped.
The Man lunged at Christine with A stool smacking her she fell and held her head She then tried to get up Struggling with the man who She guessed didn't like Her because she heard something that could have easily be masked by a "just kidding." She Ran across the floor...well in A wobble as The Woman Lunged for her with A knife, slicing her arm she scram and Punched with All her might stumbling backwards only to fall down a whole that the man opened. She smacked her head on the floor and blacked out.
When She woke up she glanced around She shakenly stood up, and looked around,
"Damn I don't even get a brake today…Fucking Sweeney Todd wanna be." She growled and looked around, She jumped a bit as The Door leading down to were she was opened a bit and a shadow played against the wall, 'Oh So he's gonna come to finish me off. I think not.' She thought and grabbed a rock that was lodged under her bum. She ran to The wall hidden in shadows and waited to see the man…What she saw shocked her, It wasn't The right man.. she looked confuse. But then again so did he. he seemed to be looking for something as his back was turned to her she slid against the wall A spider had crawled inches from her face, and she scram. The man turned around and he was none other than the Demon of fleet street him self.
++Chapter end++
