There stood Sweeney Todd, his a chased silver razor was in his hand ready to attack. Toby was trying to make himself small as he hid under the desk but it was no use. Sweeney easily spotted him and grabbed him by his arm and lifted him to his feet.
"What are you doing in here?" Sweeney said in a dangerous voice.
Toby tried to struggle out of the grip but Sweeney wouldn't let go.
"I didn't mean to," Toby cried, "Honest,"
"Liar!" Sweeney roared in the boy's ear.
Footsteps echoed in the hallway as Mrs. Lovett soon appeared at the door.
"What in god's name is going on in here?" Mrs. Lovett shouted, "Mr. T your shouting loud enough to wake the dead, you know that right?"
Sweeney told her, "I found him snooping around,"
Mrs. Lovett got a scared look on her face as she looked at poor Toby who was on the verge of tears.
"I'm sure he didn't mean it," Mrs. Lovett said frantically trying to protect the boy.
"But he saw!" Sweeney shouted, "He saw he was in here and he probably found out,"
Mrs. Lovett pulled Toby away from Sweeney's grip and then shooed him out of the room. The door slammed on his face and shouts followed Toby all the way to his room.
Inside his room he listened carefully but couldn't make out anything Mrs. Lovett said, only Sweeney for his sentences were the loudest of any arguments he has ever heard. He wondered what Anthony and Johanna are thinking or doing at the moment or if they are still here.
Toby layed himself on his bed and let tears pour down his face. He didn't feel like moving at all, his body was still in shock from what Sweeney did. Toby heard stomps passing his room and going downstairs and then much softer footsteps that stopped in front of his room.
"Toby?" Mrs. Lovett said.
Toby didn't answer, he just wanted to be left alone for a while.
"Toby are you in here darling?"
Nothing, he could hear Mrs. Lovett sigh and leave to go downstairs.
At the door Mrs. Lovett flipped the "open" sign to "closed" and locked the door. Sweeney was standing behind the bar with his razor strapped to his side once more and Mrs .Lovett tried to calm him down.
"Don't worry dearie," Mrs. Lovett said in a soft voice, "The couple are in the other room,"
"I need that boy to go upstairs to the barber's room," Sweeney said looking at the closed door.
"Which one?"
"Both,"
Mrs. Lovett gasped and gave him a playful slap on the arm.
"Toby knows now Mrs. Lovett, it'd do the world a hell lot of good,"
Mrs. Lovett frowned, "Now Mr. T don't talk like that,"
Sweeney grumbled to low for Mrs. Lovett to hear.
"I'll talk to Toby and make him promise me not to say a word. Or throw up whenever the customers eat my pies,"
Sweeney noticed that the boy was probably Mrs. Lovett's pride and joy, her taking care of the boy made her happy and cozy inside.
"Fine," Sweeney managed to say, "I won't kill Toby, but if I see him in my office again..."
"He won't,"
And with that Mrs. Lovett smiled to herself and almost ran up the stairs to give Toby the good news. Sweeney just watched her, for some reason it made him feel good to see Mrs. Lovett happy.
In the room Anthony and Johanna were getting cozy themselves, they both layed in bed side by side. They were happy to see each other up close again. They talked about tomorrow and their plans to sail the world together on Anthony's boat.
"We can go to Brazil," Johanna said.
"There are the mountains in Peru that are dazzling," Anthony suggested.
"You saw them already," Johanna pouted playful tapping Anthony on the nose.
"Yes but their be even more spectacular if your there,"
Johanna giggled happily and then sighed, she got closer to Anthony and muttered, "I'm tired,"
Anthony nodded, "Me too,"
Anthony's eyes started to droop on him and within seconds he was asleep with Johanna by his side.
Upstairs Mrs. Lovett was trying to pry Toby's door open.
"Toby," Mrs. Lovett said standing in front of the door.
No answer.
"Toby, Mr. T isn't here love its just me. Mr. T's at the market,"
Of course that was a lie, but Mrs. Lovett wanted Toby to come out of hiding. And she got her wish after the door cracked open a little and Toby's blue eye came into view. He scanned the hallway then opened the door to let him in. Toby's room was cold, he always had it that way and ever seemed to get sick.
"You must have it s cold in here?" Mrs. Lovett asked.
Toby shrugged and walked over to his bed and layed down. Mrs. Lovett walked over and sat on his bed.
"Now you know what you did is wrong right?" Mrs. Lovett said calmly.
Toby turned and mumbled into his pillow.
"Toby?"
Toby turned his head and said, "Yes,"
"Now Mr. T has decided to forgive you," Mrs. Lovett was careful on not mentioning killing
him, "As long as you promise not to going to his office again and apologize,"
Apologize?! Toby thought
"Yes apologize," Mrs. Lovett said as if reading his mind, "You did trespass into his room without permission so you need to apologize and tell him it won't happen again,"
There was a silence between them for a little while until Toby gave in.
"Ok mum," he said shyly, "For you,"
Mrs. Lovett smiled leaned over and hugged him tight, "That's my boy,"
He knew it was safe not to mention that he knew where the meat came from, so he accepted the hug and said nothing.
That night Mrs. Lovett placed dinner on the table, it was some of her meat pies that were down in the pantry for a long time.
"There still good," Mrs. Lovett reassured, "I heated them up and there as good as new,"
Johanna and Anthony dug into their pies at once because their hunger got to them. But Sweeney and Toby on the other hand were different. Sweeney knew because he supplied the meat and Toby knew from sneaking into Sweeney office and finding out about the chair.
"Well dig in," Mrs. Lovett said secretly indicating to the couples.
Sweeney took the first bite then Toby. To Toby's surprise it tasted like nothing really no special taste or anything but to Sweeney it tasted foul and terrible. But of course he didn't admit it because Mrs. Lovett held her rolling pin in her hand.
"How does it taste?" Mrs. Lovett asked digging into her own pie.
Johanna was the first to answer, "Its delicious,"
"Amazing," Anthony agreed.
Mrs. Lovett just smiled.
"The meat is rich," Johanna said, "Where did you get it?"
No one said anything for a while then.
"It's imported my dear," Mrs. Lovett quickly.
"Tell me about it," Sweeney mumbled.
Mrs. Lovett gave him a stern look then softened her look as she looked at toby.
"Now dearie," she started, "Remember what we talked about?"
Toby groaned, "The apology?"
Mrs. Lovett nodded and Toby turned to Sweeney who looked at the boy.
"Sorry fro going into your important office," Toby said looking at Sweeney.
Sweeney caught the sarcasm when the boy said important, but for Mrs. Lovett's sake he pretended not to hear a thing.
"I forgive you," Sweeney said looking at the ground.
Toby knew that was the closest thing to an apology he would get so agreed. Just as they all started back into their pies, the doorbell rang and a silhouette of the Judge was visible.