Okay, I was gonna wait till tomorrow to update, but I couldn't wait. I know, Sweeney is a bit OOC, but deal. This is my story.
No, this is not a one-shot. I just got super tired.
Disclaimer: Still don't own Sweeney Todd. Though I wish I could. I would have him murder all of my enemies.
Dear God. Where am I?
Sweeney Todd sat on a blanket in the sand. There was sunlight and happiness everywhere. Mrs. Lovett was next to him, in a blue bathing suit. He was in stripes. Black and white stripes.
I must have died. Yes, I died. And this is my Hell, forced to be sitting next to her until the ends of time. In stripes, too! It's like I was convicted! Why do these things always happen to me?
Sweeney suddenly feels very dizzy and the setting changes yet again. Now he is on a porch in a rather cushy seat.
Well, I guess this is better than the stripes and sand. Oh God. Now she's reaching for my hand. Must pull away…
Unfortunately, Sweeney seems to have no control over his limbs. Their hands touch, and she smiles at him. Sweeny looks like he has been struck by lightning. Once again he tries to pull away, to run away, but the scene changes yet again.
Oh. My .God. Now she's making me have idle chatter?! I am going to kill her once I get out of here. I can almost see all of the life draining out of her face…
As Mrs. Lovett talks to her "friends," Sweeney is, once again, thinking about death. And blood.
The dizziness comes over him again, and he finds himself walking along with Mrs. Lovett on a boardwalk.
Okay, now I'm in a white suit. And, the happiness is still here. God, when will this stop?
She hoots loudly over his shoulder and for the first time Sweeney notices that Toby is here, too.
How come he looks so happy? Doesn't he know that this isn't reality? Wait, if Toby's here, then I must not be dead. If I'm not dead, then where the hell am I?
Sweeney ponders reality and fantasy as Mrs. Lovett pulls him over to look at the sea. It is quite beautiful, he admits. He looks over at Mrs. Lovett, and she gives him a look of pure and utter bliss. Maybe this dream isn't so bad after all. Wait, Lucy! I can't abandon her!
The scene changed again, and Sweeney could only gasp in horror.