Her eyes closed sending tears that told a story, a story of a love that would never be returned. She was like a puppy in search for a small scrap of food, but this particular puppy wasn't looking for a small scrap of food but for a small scrap of Mr. Todd's heart. Even if it was just a small smile or a small gesture that he noticed her, just a tiny crumb of his heart would make her cherish it forever, like a piece of gold. It would send shivers of happiness through her body. And that night as she fell asleep, tired of listening to the sounds of her tears dropping one by one down her porcelain cheeks, she dreamt of him…

The skies were a deep blue, it almost matched the sea, the waves came up and cooled her bare feet as her and Mr. Todd walked along the sea shore. She rested her head on his shoulder as their arms were locked together. Seagulls flew by as the salty sea breeze caressed her smiling face. Toby followed behind with a kite flying about above him… it was every woman's fantasy, and if not, it was hers. You could say she was happiest amongst her dreams, dreaming of him endlessly.

Mrs. Lovett stirred in her sleep as yet another dream pervaded her subconscious mind.

Sweeney Todd was awoken by Mrs. Lovett early the next morning, the bell to his shop shook him out of whatever he was dreaming about.

"Mista T, sorry thought ya'd be awake." Mrs. Lovett said as she brought a tray of food over to his desk.

Sweeney stirred and then got up from his cot, rubbing his eyes and wincing at the sunlight, today was an oddly bright day.

"Brought ya some breakfast, dear." Mrs. Lovett cheered as she sat the tray down.

"What are you so happy about?" Sweeney glanced at her as he looked over his precious friends, although he had put his friends to rest he still loved them, they were all he had, even though he had Mrs. Lovett.

"Nice it is and I was wonderin' if ya wanted to go to the park with me and Toby, like we did a few weeks ago." Mrs. Lovett trailed off thinking he wasn't going to be interested.

"Alright." Sweeney said in his usual flat tone of voice.

Mrs. Lovett smiled joyfully and, looked as if she was about to explode with excitement, "Really!?"

Sweeney rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Oh Mista T it'll be fun, good to get ya out of the house and Toby'll do some good to get outside too and-"

Mrs. Lovett was interrupted by Sweeney opening the door and leading her outside, almost wanting to regret to agree to a picnic in the park, "I'll see you later, Mrs. Lovett."

Mrs. Lovett didn't care that she was just practically thrown out, she was still ecstatic that he had agreed to go picnicking with her and Toby.

Later on that day, Mrs. Lovett had managed to drag Mr. Todd to the park for a picnic.

Mrs. Lovett sat and chatted, and Mr. Todd would occasionally acknowledge her, with a "yes" or "of course."

"Mista T, got somethin' on your mind?" Mrs. Lovett asked after looking over to find Toby asleep under a tree.

Sweeney turned to her, "No." He answered in a low whisper.

"Oh, alright." Mrs. Lovett replied as she shifted closer to him.

Sweeney moved over uncomfortably and stared back into his imaginary hole of darkness, sighing as he did so.

Mrs. Lovett rolled her eyes and tried to lighten up the mood, "Now ain't this nice?"

Sweeney grunted and rolled his eyes.

Mrs. Lovett was now getting annoyed, "Mista T will you stop being such a stubborn mule for once and enjoy ya self?"

"I am." Sweeney grunted as he gritted his teeth.

Mrs. Lovett then picked up an apple and threw it at the back of his head, Mrs. Lovett then started to laugh, which annoyed our dear barber.

Sweeney spun around and pinned Mrs. Lovett to the picnic blanket, "Now really, Mrs. Lovett, was all that really quite mature?"

Mrs. Lovett, whom was still laughing wiggled under his grip as her breath quickened, not knowing what he was going to do, kill her or what, so she continued lying there looking up at him and only giggling more when she looked over and saw the apple had a dent in it.

"Funny, is it?" Sweeney asked, getting into the game.

They both stared at each other, Mrs. Lovett still under his tight hold as he sat atop of her. Their breathing was beginning to slow, as their heartbeats went faster. Mrs. Lovett looked up and then down at Sweeney Todd, both her leaning in for what looked like a kiss when suddenly…

"Mum?" Toby asked as he rubbed his eyes.

Mrs. Lovett looked around as Sweeney awkwardly got off of her and sat back in his seat, taking a bite out of the apple Mrs. Lovett threw at him and pretended that nothing 'almost' happened.

Mrs. Lovett cleared her throat, "I s'pose we should get packin' up."

When Toby reached the picnic spot, Mrs. Lovett had most of the things put back in the basket, all that was left was the blanket.

"Mr. Todd, can ya maybe get up, sir?" Toby asked and to his surprise, Sweeney got right up and watched as Mrs. Lovett folded the blanket up and stuck it on top of the picnic basket, which was all packed up and ready to go.

On the way home Mrs. Lovett glanced at Sweeney whom was acting shockingly cavalier and figured she must have been imagining things, after all, just like Mr. Todd had said, there isn't and never will be an us.

Ha. She threw an apple at him… I find that funny…

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Next Chapter might be up tonight!!