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 Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 12:03 pm
I've been wanting to write a Sweeney fanfic for a while now and a few days ago me and my buddy got a good idea...let's all write one together! It will go that first I'll write a part and then someone continue and then someone else continues...et cetera! You can post anywhere from a few lines to a few paragraphs, it's completely up to you! Okay, I'll start...
It was early in the morning and as was usual, Sweeney was sitting in his room and sharpening his razors. Back...forth...back...forth...
He rubbed them on the strop until they gleamed their silvery glow in the dim morning light. There was a light tapping on his door and he looked up quickly, it was unusual for anyone to be bothering him this early.
He got up with a scowl and buttoned the rest of his shirt before slowly opening the door.
"Ah, Mrs. Lovett, what brings you here so early?" he addressed her and then moved aside to let her in. She walked passed him silently, her face taken on a new level of blanched paleness to rival Sweeney himself. She slowly lowered herself into his chair and sat there, staring at the opposite wall.
"Mrs. Lovett? Are you quite alrght? You seem a little...I don't know...off today."
Without a word, she reached into her bib pocket and pulled something out.
Taking a deep breath, she turned to him and spoke quietly, "Do you know what this is?"
Sweeney shrugged his shoulders in response.
She sighed and then held it closer to him, "Do you see that little blue line??"
"Yes, but I don't understand what you're trying to..."
Mrs. Lovett stood up quickly with a fire burning in her eyes, "It means I'm pregnant!"
Have fun with that! ;D
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 2:38 pm
(Small nitpick: Were pregnancy tests invented back then? I thought she would have to like, go to the doctor and have her urine injected into a rabbit. But, then again, you can't very well carry a rabbit around in your bib poicket.)
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-epic!insomnia- Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:14 pm
(I'm with Bedlam- it wouldn't have been invented then. And the rabbit could be carried in her bib pocket. If she were pregnant, it would have died. But I'm not even sure about that being around in that time period. [/doubleteamnitpick]) but you'd think we had the plague.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 3:18 pm
(Not if it were a rather large rabbit.)
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 5:10 pm
*Sweeney gasps*- Are you sure it's mine?!?!?
Mrs. Lovett- Yup, it is,,
*Sweeney cries in corners* - Why God why?!?!
Mrs. Lovett- so I guess you're not happy...
Sweeney- You think!!
Mrs. Lovett- But it's our first child, Mr. Todd!! You should be happy!!
*Sweeney still crying* why me?!?!
- Enjoy all heart
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 5:40 pm
BedlamUrchin (Small nitpick: Were pregnancy tests invented back then? I thought she would have to like, go to the doctor and have her urine injected into a rabbit. But, then again, you can't very well carry a rabbit around in your bib poicket.)
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-epic!insomnia- Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 6:20 pm
(Ideas just pop into your head, don't they? LOLsongreference. I'll try not to be too serious. xD) but you'd think we had the plague.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 8:21 pm
-epic!insomnia- (Ideas just pop into your head, don't they? LOLsongreference. I'll try not to be too serious. xD) but you'd think we had the plague.
Mrs. Lovett rolled her eyes and crouched next to him in the corner, "Look, it can't be all that bad...c'mon...I mean..." He wasn't even remotely listening to her and appeared to be muttering to himself about how Johanna was a mistake too. She slapped him across the face and he abruptly shut up.
"Listen to me! It could be worse...well, not much worse but still! Think of the possibilities! We could 'ave an apprenticeship going! Generations to continue our work! What d'ya say?"
Sweeney looked up with a disgusted look on his face, "That's repulsive. You think I like the work I do, Mrs. Lovett?"
"You should really call me Nellie, dear, under the circumstances..."
"You think I enjoy killing innocent people? It doesn't faze me, sure! But all I want is to get the Judge...that's it! After that, I'm done! No apprenticeships!"
Mrs. Lovett crossed her arms and pouted, "Fine! But we're still gonna have to be married, eh? What d'ya think the neighbors would say if they discovered we had an illegitamate child?!"
"I don't care."
"Well, you should! That's the last thing you need is to draw unwanted attention to yourself..."
Sweeney glared at her and sighed, "Maybe...but not right now." he added quickly when he saw Mrs. Lovett's face light up. "We just have to act natural...like nothing happened..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 1:20 pm
Mrs. Lovett stands and walks quickly toward the door, her eyes determined, "Well I'll leave you now Mr. Todd dear, there's so much to do, I mean to plan a wedding, why you need guests and ....." Sweeney sighs, "Does anyone listen to me?" Mrs. Lovett pauses her rant, "what love, I didn't catch that..." Sweeney sighs again "Never mind Mrs. Lovett, never mind." "Well I'll be off then" Mrs. Lovett closes the door on her way out. Sweeney left alone once more, begins to rant to himself, Oh god why oh god why did I say anything you say Mrs. Lovett, I should've known it would lead to this..." Sweeney stands and begins to pace the room. "What do I do now?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 3:56 pm
Mrs. Lovett was bouncing around, writing letters to everyone she knew and even a few she didn't know, inviting them all to her and Mr. Todd's wedding. It was to take place within a few weeks when it got a little warmer, by the sea (of course!) and there would be tons of exotic flowers and food and pretty matching bridesmaid's dresses and...
"Wait a minute!" she said as she wrote all this down, "'ow are we supposed to pay for all this?" She thought for a moment and then shrugged her shoulders and continued writing down every little detail she could think of.
Mr. Todd, on the other hand, was in the midst of a nervous breakdown. 'Hmmm...I've got it! I'll run away! I'll get the hell out of this town and lay low for a little while. Yea! Then I'll come back in a year or so and kill the Judge! Yes! I'm a genius!'
"Mr. Todd, dear! Could you come down 'ere for a second..."
He sighed and opened the door, "What do you want?" he said as he idled down the stairs.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 2:48 pm
Sweeney finds Mrs. Lovett sitting cheerfully in the kitchen writting every little wedding detail down. "Well, what do you want?" "Oh, Mr. Todd dear, I have the strangeness craving for watermelon, dearly would you mind running to the store and picking one up for me?" Mrs. Lovett is still looking all happy and Sweeney is just staring at her, "You want watermelon? but it's the dead of winter and it's raining out; where am I supposed to find watermelon in this weather?" Mrs. Lovett smiles "Oh you'll find one somewhere, so off you go dearly." Sweeney crosses his arms, "No, I won't go. Go get your watermelon yourself." Mrs. Lovett's face starts a crumble and she whines "but Mrrrrrr. Toddddddd, I want watermelonnnnnnnn. And I want it nowwww..." She continutes whine as Sweeney covers his ears. "Alright Alright, I'll get your stupid watermelon." Mrs. Lovett instantly better, smiles "Thank you, thank you so much Mr. Todd dear." Sweeney grabs money and his coat and walks outside into pouring down rain, he mumbles to himself, "I better run away tonight, yes tonight." He walks slowly to town in search of a watermelon.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 4:43 pm
Sweeney walked down the street in the rain and mumbled angrily to himself. It began to down pour and he looked up at the sky and screamed, "WHY ME???"
A clap of thunder answered him and shook the ground beneath his feet. He scowled and continued on his way, drenched and miserable. Once he was halfway to town, he realized that he didn't have any money with him and kicked the side of a building repeatedly until his ankle became sore.
All of a sudden he seemed to understand exactly what he had to do. With a swift movement, he began to run in the direction of the dock. It was only a few miles away and he had to get there as soon as he could to get as far away as possible from Mrs. Lovett and her watermelon-craving wrath. He ran aross the road without looking both ways...
It was several hours later when the phone rang at Mrs. Lovett's Meat Pie Shop. She got up from the chair in the parlor and went to answer the phone. A stern male voice answered her back, "Your tenant, Sweeney Todd, has been in an accident..."
She gasped and held the phone tighter, "What? What 'appened? Is 'e alright??"
"Yes, ma'am. He's been admitted to the nearby hospital. You can come visit him if you'd like..."
Before she could even answer, she was out the door and hailing a cab to the hospital.
She arrived a quarter of an hour later and sat next to Sweeney.
He was badley bruised and equipped with a neck brace and a cast on his left arm but other than that, he was just peachy!
"Oh, poor Mr. Todd, dear!"
"This is all your fault..." he muttered.
"Well, did you at least get the watermelon?"
He glared at her, "No. I was busy getting hit by a bloody car!"
She stood up put her hands on her hips in a menacing way. "You mean to tell me that you went all the way out there and didn't even get me a damn watermelon? Well, that's just as well because I don't want it anymore."
"Good because I'm not getting you one!"
"I want Chinese food instead. As soon as you're released I want you to run out and get me lo mein." She smiled sweetly and then left the room.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 7:03 am
Sweeny stared speechless as she walked out of the room. A kind nurse came in the said "Time for your pain medation, Mr. Todd." She slipped a needle into his IV and left. As numbness stoled over Sweeney he thought "I've really got to get out of here..." Two weeks later Sweeney was released from the hospital. Still wearing his neck brace and with his arm in a sling, Mrs. Lovett gently asscorted him home where she put him to bed and fussed over him for a few days. Sweeney was staring to reconsider running away when Mrs. Lovett appeared in his doorway one morning crying. "Mrs. Lovett my pet, what's wrong?" "Oh Mr. T, I have the strangeness craving for a strawberry short-cake donut, but I can't seem to find one!" Sweeney just stared. "A strawberry short-cake donut! But Mrs. Lovett those don't even exist!" "I really want one!!! Find it for me, Mr. Todd!" "But they don't exist!!!" Mrs. Lovett stopped crying and looked hard at Sweeny. "You mean to tell me that I took such good care of you when you were injuried, but you won't even try to take care of me and I'm carrying your child!!!!" Sweeney holded up his hands and shugged helplessly, "Ok ok... I'll find to find one for you the next time I go into town, ok?" Mrs. Lovett beamed. "Thank you Thank you, Mr. Todd!!!" She happily turn and bounched out of the room.
Two weeks later: Sweeney returned to the hospital so he could have his neck-brace removed. After he and Mrs. Lovett when looking for her strawberry short-cake donut. They walked all over town, but aless the was no donut to be found. All Mrs. Lovett could talk about on way home was creating her own strawberry short-cake donut. so she get out all her baking goods and spent 3 days in the kitchen trying to create this donut. Sweeney watched her from the living room wondering if he should make his escape out, while she was proccupied. He decided against running away and continued to watch Mrs. Lovett fail miserable trying to create her donut.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 9:01 pm
Sweeney watched in utter horror as Mrs. Lovett nearly tore apart the kitchen, seeking out the ingredients to create her strawberry shortcake donut. Backing away from the door slowly, he retreated back up to his room.
There he sat, huddled up in a corner with the door locked until he heard Mrs. Lovett tromp upstairs.
She began to knock on the door loudly. "Mr. Todd?! I know you're in there! Open up!"
He stayed silent and hoped that maybe she would just go away on her own. Alas, she only returned more determined and with a screwdriver. As she unhinged Sweeney's door and sent it crashing to the ground, he turned around in shock and stood up slowly.
"Mr. T, I gave up on the donut. I couldn't even find a reference on wikipedia. So instead of slaving over a hot stove all night, how about you take me on a date!"
He looked at her and raised an eyebrow, "A date?"
She laughed and batted her eyelashes, "Of course, silly! But we'll need a chaperone.."
His jaw dropped, "A chaperone?! Mrs.Lovett, I don't think that's--"
"I think it's about time you met mother!"
Before Sweeney had a chance to answer, she was already scurrying off and calling up dear old Mum.
~~Later that Night~~
Sweeney is sitting in the parlor, staring at the clock. It was already seven o'clock and he was starving.
He tapped his foot impatiently on the floor and then called into Mrs. Lovett's room. "Are you almost done, woman? Damn it all, it'll be doomsday before you get your hair just right!"
"I'm coming!" she barked back and then walked out. She was dressed in a horribly short skirt and flowy red top that just barely covered the essentials. Her makeup was gawdier, if possible, and her hair buns where glittering with at least 150 tiny sparkly butterfly clips. Sweeney was saved the trouble of commenting on her attire by the sudden ring of the doorbell.
Mrs. Lovett smiled, "Oh, that must be mother!"
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