Author's Note: Guess what I'm almost done with? Breaking Dawn. It's amazing. If you haven't read Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn, you are MISSING OUT. Stephenie Meyer is my role model. She has inspired me to continue writing my vampire novel I started... pshhh. Four or five years ago. But yeah if you haven't bought the new book, I recommend it. It's got EVERYTHING. In it. :3 I got the chapter on here done too. Hehe. It's long...ish.
Dislaimer: I own Sweeney Todd the movie! :3 Yay me!
Nothing's Gonna 'Arm You, Not While I'm Around...
"Something tells me that won't be happening today, Bamford." Sweeney muttered, pulling his razor from his belt.
"What makes you say that? Are you going to stop me?" He laughed, a disgusting sound. "You're a mere barber."
"One with revenge deep in his mind." Sweeney brought the razor to the side of the Beadle's fat neck and began to pull it across in one quick swipe.
"B-ben-jaa-min B-baaaa-rrrr-kk-err." The Beadle gurgled out before his last breath came from his lips. Kicking the switch beneath the chair, Sweeney watched the Beadle fall to the basement below.
Sweeney smiled in triumph. The Beadle and the judge were both dead now. He began to wipe the blood from his hands when he heard the door open behind him. He turned, blood coated across him, a glare across his features.
"Ah, Tobias." Sweeney stated, wiping the remainder of blood from his razor's sleek edge. "Bought those toffies did you? Well, why don't we go eat them while we wait for Eleanor to return?"
Tobias Ragg stared at Sweeney Todd's bloody face in horror. He knew the man was crazy... but he never thought he was a murderer. Fear shot through his body as he reached for the doorknob to the shop. If he went to the police... Sweeney would be sure to try to kill him; so what could he do?
"Y-yes sir, I did." Toby managed to mumble out. "Um sir, if yo don't mind me askin', why are you covered in blood?"
"Oh?" Sweeney asked looking down at himself. "Got a little too carried away again, just like with the judge..."
"You killed Judge Turpin?"
"Of course I did. He ruined me life, and deserved every bit of pain I gave him. Same went with the Beadle." Sweeney put the freshly cleaned razor back onto his side and smiled down at Toby. "Ask Nellie when she gets back. I'm sure she'll explain it all."
With that Sweeney left his shop, leaving a very confused Toby behind him.
"Ah Nellie, you're back!" Sweeney said as he pulled the baker into his open arms later that night.
"Wot's got yeh in sucha good mood Mr. T?" She asked, hugging him back.
"I finished it all today, Eleanor." Sweeney smiled. "Toby knows too. He saw me after I finished off the Beadle."
"Did 'e run off ter the law?"
"No. He's waiting for an explaination for why I killed them, that's all. I figured I would let you explain so I didn't lose me temper and try to kill the boy."
"Tha' was surprisingly nice o' yeh." Nellie said, confusion across her features. "I'll tell 'im alrigh' Mr. T. I'm jus' glad yeh didn' kill 'im."
"I'm not that heartless." Sweeney whispered as she turned away from him. "I believe he's still up in the shop. I'll wait down here while you explain."
Nellie nodded with a half smile and walked out the door to the shop, her heart fluttering in her chest.
"Toby?" She asked when she opened the door to the shop minutes later.
"Mum, is that you?" He asked, sitting up from the barbers chair. "What's going on? Why did Mr. Todd kill those men? Why was he wronged?"
Nellie hushed him, leaning down with a smile. "Mr. Todd hasn' always bin Mr. Todd, Toby."
"Wot do you mean?"
Nellie sighed. "About fifteen years ago, 'e was once a man named Benjamin Barker... 'ho lived above me shop wit' 'is wife Lucy an' daughter Johanna."
"Okay," Toby whispered, listening intently.
"Benjamin 'ad always bin a kind man, always puttin' others before 'imself. 'E was wonderful." Nellie smiled, remembering his face when he had first moved in. "Bu' one day, when 'e and Lucy took Johanna to the market one day, Judge Turpin an' the Beadle were there."
Silence came from Toby, so she continued.
"The Judge took quite a likin' ter Lucy an' decided 'e wanted 'er fer 'imself. So wot 'e did was accuse Benjamin of a crime 'e didn' commit and sent 'im off ter a prison camp in Australia. Lucy and Johanna were stuck at me house fer so long..." She paused, speckled tears hitting her eyes. "Then the Judge sent tha' damned Beadle to get Lucy one day... 'e told 'er tha' the judge was going ter bring Ben back..."
"He lied?" Toby asked.
"'E lied. 'E raped Lucy there in the middle o' the room tha' the Beadle had taken 'er to. There was a damn party 'appening too!" Nellie yelled, staring at the floor. "Then she poisened 'erself with arsenic and went crazy... leaving poor ol' Johanna with me and me 'usband Albert ter take care of."
"Wot happened to Johanna?"
"Turpin came an' took 'er from us. Took 'er as 'is own." She sighed and smiled. "Then a miracle 'appened. Benjamin came back ter me shop... but 'e wasn' 'imself anymore... bent ter much on revenge an' all tha'."
"So..."
"So Benjamin Barker became Sweeney Todd within fifteen years. An' well, he wanted ter kill the Beadle and the Judge." Nellie smiled. "An' 'e kind of practiced on some costumers too... and tha's wot we used ter make the new pies."
"So you mean to tell me that I've been eating human-" Toby held a hand over his mouth as vomit spewed from his mouth and onto the floor in front of Nellie.
"Well... tha's all yeh need ter know. Oh and tha' crazy ol' woman upstairs is Lucy." Nellie was proud of her less gruesome explanation of Sweeney's past. "I suppose I shoul' clean this up..."
"Yer all mad!" Toby yelled as the vomit stopped coming from his lips. "I shoul' go ter the law now!"
"Please Toby, don't! Mr. Todd is done killin' now... and we're going ter live by the sea! In a nice ol' house where we can put all o' this behind." Nellie stood beside him and tried to pull him into her arms. "I promise everythin' will get better. I promise I won' let anyone 'urt you Toby. Yer my son."
"Mum?" He looked up at her, seeing the look in her eyes. "I won't tell. I won't tell because I love yeh."
"Toby, I love yeh too, my son." She hugged him and felt the tears fall onto his dark hair. "Mr. Todd is gonna be so 'appy tha' yer gonna live with us!"
"'E is?" Toby asked.
"O' course, you're 'is son basically now too." She winked. "I'm going ter clean this vomit up... you go downstairs and drink as much gin as you want love."
"Thanks."
Sweeney smiled warmly at Toby as he walked into the shop. "I take it she told you?"
"Yes." He mumbled back, reaching for a bottle of gin on the counter. "I can't believe you've been makin' people into pies!"
"Well it's not like we're going to be doing it anymore, boy." Sweeney said. "You're lucky my temper has gone down since I've fallen in love with Nellie."
"Wait... you and mum are in love?" Toby set the bottle of gin down and sighed. "Wot about yer wife, sir?"
"Soon to be taken care of." Sweeney whispered, twirling the arsenic bottle between his fingers. "Then we can all go to live by the sea and have a happily ever after."
"Sure." Toby rolled his eyes.
There was a sudden tinkle sound coming from the doorway as two figures entered the pie shop.
"Mr. Todd!" Anthony yelled, a grin across his lips.
"What is it?" Sweeney asked, sipping a taste of gin down his throat.
"Tell him." Anthony said to a figure behind him.
He watched as the figure, a girl, no older than fifteen, stared at him, her eyes soft as she spoke. She twirled a piece of her golden hair around her finger, a blush crossing her pale cheeks.
"Um, hello Mr. Todd... I'm-" But Sweeney had already began to finish the sentence for the girl before him.
"Johanna." He stated blankly, dropping the bottle of gin onto the dirty floor beneath him. "My god, Johanna!"
End Note: Did this dazzle you? I bet not... but that's alright. The next chapter is the second to last. Ish. Maybe. I haven't decided how much longer to drag this out yet. What do you think? Remember... Reviews are love for Rikku that make her want to update faster. :3
