Sorry I haven't updated in forever… I have been having trouble thinking of idea's. although I have the ending planned out, almost… lol XD I am working on it, my pets.

It was a chilly September morning, about three days since their picnicking incident, and Mrs. Lovett was sitting in her chair reading a book with her sore feet rested on the ottoman when Toby came rushing in.

"Mum! Mum!" Toby exclaimed as he came rushing into the room with an excited look etched across his face.

Mrs. Lovett quickly drew her attention to her side as Toby kneeled beside her, "Calm down love, now, what's all this fuss about?"

Toby quickly pulled something from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Lovett.

She took the item in her hands and gave it a gander, it was a shiny new penny. "That's nice dear." Was all that was said before she handed it back to him and ruffled his hair.

Toby looked down sadly, "But, but, I want you to have it."

"Aw, love, you keep it, ya deserve it." Mrs. Lovett replied before his smile reappeared on his face.

"Thank you mum!" Toby said before kissing her cheek and running out of the room.

Mrs. Lovett then went back to her reading, "Sweet boy." She mumbled before licking her finger and flipping the page.

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Hours later, up in his barber shop, our broody Mr. Todd paced around the room. Where is that bloody woman? Sweeney thought as he looked out of his window door once more. He was hungry, he had barley eaten all day, as usual, but today he was just hungry. It wasn't like he had a reason to eat anyway. All he did was hide away in his barber shop, sulking, brooding, grumping, mumbling, thinking... Just about everything in the English dictionary that involved doing nothing but sit and brood. He was now growing irritated, she always, always, came up with his dinner at around this time. Where in the devil was she?

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Meanwhile, Mrs. Lovett sat in her chair sound asleep, with a book open on her lap. The fire illuminated her tiered body as she rested peacefully when suddenly, a very angry and agitated Mr. Todd came in.

He paused when he saw her sound asleep.

She looked so comfortable, so at ease. He wished he could sleep that way.

Toby was walking down the hall and was about to turn into the living room when he stopped suddenly as he saw Mr. Todd remove the book from Mrs. Lovett's lap and cover her up with a blanket.

Mr. Todd glanced around the room before returning his gaze to his sleeping accomplice and went back upstairs.

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The next morning, at around seven, Mrs. Lovett totted into the kitchen with a cheery smile, she had slept oddly well that evening and with a bright smile she looked over at Toby, "Thanks for coverin' me up, Toby dear, it was awfully chilly last night."

Toby looked over from his bowl of oatmeal and gave her an odd look before understanding what she was talking about, "I didn't cover ya up mum."

Mrs. Lovett glanced up at him, her smile soon being transfused with confusion, and spoke again, "Oh, well…" Mrs. Lovett trailed off, she couldn't think of who else would have covered her up until-

"Mista Todd did."

Mrs. Lovett looked back at him before laughing, "Aw, Toby. Don't be foolin' be now, we both know very well that Mista T barley eva leaves 'is shop."

Toby knew better than to argue with Mrs. Lovett so he just continued on with his breakfast before going off to his morning chores.

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About an hour later Mrs. Lovett brought Mr. Todd up his breakfast.

"Good morning Mista Todd." Mrs. Lovett cheered as she placed his tray on his desk.

He just grunted. "Morning yes, good, no."

"Did ya not sleep well Mista T?" Mrs. Lovett inquired, although she already knew that this was normal Sweeney Todd behavior.

Sweeney grumbled, which obviously in the magical world of Sweeney Todd language meant, no.

"Sorry to hear that dear." Mrs. Lovett tried to overcome the slight sense of awkwardness that seemed to slowly pervade the room as she stood behind him, hands on her hips, thinking of nothing but her usual day dream of 'by the sea.'

"Your book's on the shelf, incase you didn't know that already." Sweeney mentioned, before quickly regretting it, she didn't want her to know, if she didn't know already, that he was the one that covered her up the previous night.

"How would you-" Mrs. Lovett began to ask before pausing, Mista Todd did. Toby's words repeated in her mind before turning away and smiling. Maybe he did care…

"You can go now Mrs. Lovett."

Maybe not.

Although he may not have loved her, but, she got the small sign of kindness or in her terms 'a sign that he cared.'

And that was enough to make Mrs. Lovett happy, until she brought him up his dinner that evening…

Uh Oh! Omg… what ever will happen?

Can you guess what I have been planning… hint…. It's never been done before, that I know of that is. ;o

XD Make my day, throw an old girl like me a review?

Thanks my loves. And when I say love, I mean it :D