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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 7:57 pm
Nellie rushes to the door, flings it open and cries "Mum! You're here!!" She opens her arms wide for a hug but Mama Lovett pushes right past her and walks to the kitchen. Mama Lovett opens the freezer and looks inside,"There's nothing in 'ere, what are ya feding me tonight, Nellie." Nellie slowly closes the front door and turns to face her mother, "I told ya ma, we're eating out tonight." Sweeney cleared his throat and stepped forward, "Maybe we should get going?" His eyes widened in horror as Mama Lovett turned to face him. She looked worse than Mrs. Lovett did in her "going out outfit", Mama Lovett's hair was gray with streaks of the same bright ornage, she had two tiny little buns but the rest was in curlers, she was wearing this green bathrobe(to match her orange streaked hair) that just happened to have frogs all over it, and a bright pink apron(to match the hair and the robe) with big, gaint flowers."Whose's this. Nellie?" she turns toward Mrs. Lovett, "Nellie, who is this boy-what the hell are ya wearing?!" Mrs. Lovett twirled for her mother, "Isn't it just amazing...." She twirled again and remembered poor Sweeney still standing in the coner still straving. "Oh Mum! Silly me, I'd almost forgotten! This is Mr. Todd, he lives in the room right over this very shop!" Mama Lovett moved across the floor toward Sweeney. He pulled back, and Mama Lovett laughed then studied Sweeney carefully. "I don't trust this boy Nellie. You'll do good to get rid of 'im." Mrs. Lovett quicky laughs, "Oh Mum what a joker ya are, now shall we be goin'? Sweeney moved quicky toward the door, all he wanted was for this night to be over," Yes, I believe that is a wonderful idea, Mrs. Lovett, now come along.Mrs. Lovett closed the freezer(It was still open><) and hurried to go stand by Sweeney. Mama Lovett calmly settled herself on the couch, "No, I won't have it, Nellie you won't cook for your own mother, after all I've done for you, now you come back 'ere and cook me a nice meal." "But Mum, We're going out to eat, it's all set!" "NEVER! You march into that kitchen and you make me dinner! And you-(points at Sweeney) you sit 'ere where I can keep my eye on ya." Mrs. Lovett shrugged her shoulders and when back to kitchen to start some form of dinner, Sweeney just stared, would he ever get to eat tonight, Mama Lovett called him from the couch" 'ere you sit, right 'ere. " She patted the seat next to her and turned on the TV, from the kitchen Sweeney could here Mrs. Lovett banging pots, this was going to be a long night...
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 10:27 am
ah let's see 'ere.... shall we give her the priest or the Actor... ah yes. the priest will do just fine. whee
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 6:38 pm
Sweeney was, needless to say, pissed. Nellie was in the kitchen bangin' around, making his headache worse. He intertwined his fingers, thinking, "Damn, I would kill for my razors right now..." Yes...that would solve all of his problems now...he turned his head to face the repulsive woman. "Turn your head, boy!" He did as he was told, but blinked a few times, slightly offended. He sighed. "Damn that woman and her slow cooking! The meal better be light, to get rid of this...thing.." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mrs. Lovett put together the meat pies and placed them in the oven. She glanced at Sweeney and her mother. Sweeney looked mad, her mother looked irritated. "I wonder how she's gonna act when I tell her..." she laid a hand on her belly.
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