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Perchance to Dream (COMPLETE)	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: S through Z > Sweeney Todd (Movie Only) > Sweeney Todd (Movie Only) Views: 1304 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The courtyard below was full to bursting with people, the grand re-opening of Mrs. Lovett's shop doing better business than it has in seventeen years. The noise carried through the old shop and up into Elizabeth's room, rousing her from her sleep once again. She's been sleeping a lot more than she used to and she's nearly positive that her brother's been putting something in the cup of ale she has every night. Perhaps she should do the same to him since he sleeps even less than she does. All the same, the extra rest was welcome and made her feel less drained. With a smile, she closes her eyes again and just listens to the noise—cheerful voices of customers, the familiar humming sound that her brother makes as he shaves, the creaking of footsteps. All those were nice and normal sounds, but every now and then she'd hear something that wasn't so normal, a strange echoing thud that happened after every other customer that comes up for a shave.
Perhaps she was being silly and perhaps it was the substance that makes her sleep, but she never heard the customer leaving after the strange thud happens. What could Todd be up to in that parlor of his? Slowly, to avoid setting to room to spinning, Elizabeth sits up and grabs her dressing gown and pulls it on before rising unsteadily to her feet. She woke up too soon, the drug hasn't left her system and it's making her feel sick to her stomach. She swallows back bile and makes her way to her bedroom door, leaning against the wall for a moment to get her equilibrium back before opening it and stepping into her brother's parlor. A man was sitting patiently in the barber chair, the bottom half of his face covered in lather as Todd stands beside him with his razor out. Both men look up when Elizabeth enters, the man in the chair looking confused while Todd simply sets his razor down and comes to her side.
"You should not be up yet," he tells her sternly, leading her back to her bed and tucking her in like he used to.
"What is it," she whispers, looking up at him with tired eyes. Her pupils were extremely dilated and nearly blended in with her eyes' natural dark color. "What do you put in my drink to make me sleep?"
"Laudanum." She nods, not fully processing her brother's words as she falls into another light sleep. She never heard Todd leave her room, never heard the customer's choked gasp as he began to drown in his own blood, and she didn't hear the echoing thump as he slid backwards out of Todd's chair and hit the floor of the basement headfirst.
*~::~*::~*THE NEXT MORNING*~::~*::~*
Elizabeth sat silently next to her brother on the worn picnic blanket, her eyes closed as much needed sunlight occasionally peeked through the clouds and gave her some warmth. She needed this, needed fresh air that wasn't accompanied by Mrs. Lovett barking out orders or lecherous old men pulling at her skirts and requesting more ale. It was nice to just relax and enjoy a her day off, though she could have done without Mrs. Lovett's rambling. That woman always seemed to be talking about something, she was very lonely before Todd moved upstairs, and Elizabeth understood that well enough, but the rambling grated on her nerves all the same. "...Maybe a nice boar's head," Mrs. Lovett was saying now. "I think it'd look nice, make the shop look a little classier."
"I'm going for a walk," Elizabeth interrupts, gaining looks from both of the adults beside her.
"Stay where we can see you, dear. We don't need you gettin' yourself hurt."
"I don't need to be looked after, I'm no longer four years old and you're not my mother." She didn't wait for Lovett to compose herself, moving away from the pair with quick strides toward the path that wound its way around the park. She didn't mean to sound so harsh, but she really was tired of Mrs. Lovett being so motherly and smothering. Elizabeth's mother was dead, her sister was dead, and she didn't need another woman she liked dying as well. Sometimes it felt like she was cursed, all the death that surrounded her only adding to the affect. Elizabeth shakes her head sadly, walking even faster even if her shoes began to make her feet ache. With the new money coming in, Mrs. Lovett was quick to drag Toby and Elizabeth to the tailor to get them all new clothes. Sure, Elizabeth loved the fact that she now owned a dress that covered everything and wasn't falling apart faster than she could sew it back together, but the heeled shoes Lovett forced her to wear she could do without. The heels of them, nearly three inches, clicked every time they made contact with the hard surface of the path, echoing in the silence of the park. She lets her thoughts wander freely as she walks, not paying attention to her surroundings until she ran into someone, both of them falling in surprise.
"Sorry, miss," the person apologizes quickly as they both sit up again. The man, Elizabeth sees, is young, perhaps a few years older than herself, with a head-full of dark brown hair and the most beautiful blues eyes that she had ever seen. He was slim, but she knew he wasn't as weak as he looked as he helped her back up onto her feet, he was also dressed in the uniform of a police officer. "I should'a been watchin' where I was going."
"It's alright," Elizabeth says with a laugh, brushing some of her hair over her shoulder. "It's as much my fault as it is yours, I'm afraid I wasn't paying much attention either." He gives her a sheepish grin, capturing his bottom lip between his teeth in a nervous gesture. "I'm Elizabeth Banner."
"I-I'm Andrew James." He gives Elizabeth's hand a chaste kiss, quickly pulling his hand back and using it to pick up his helmet from where it had flew out of his hands.
"Do women make you nervous, Mister James?"
"Ma'am?" Elizabeth gives him a smile, reaching up to pull a feather out of his thick hair and sticking it through the top buttonhole of his uniform top.
"It was nice meeting you, officer." And she turned to walk back the way she came, leaving the officer behind with a curious expression. He was intrigued, obviously unused to getting any attention from women, though Elizabeth could see that he liked it. Perhaps they would run into each other again, she would quite like that. "Come by Mrs. Lovett's meat pie shop on Fleet Street," she calls to him over her shoulder. "I'll pay for your lunch." With another smile, she faces the path again, following it until it leads her back to her strange family.
"What has you smiling," her brother asks as she rejoins him on the blanket. Her smile just widens a little more as she rests her head on Todd's shoulder, her eyes landing on Toby where he sat near Lovett. The boy looked happier than she had ever seen him, and that made her happy in return. She'd die for the child, she'd kill to keep him safe, anything to make sure he didn't have to grow up too fast. He should stay a child for as long as he can and enjoy the simpler aspects of this hard life. She lets out a sigh, turning her gaze to the sky, barely able to see glimpses of the sun through the lead-colored clouds.
This is what it felt like to be content with your life, but if only Elizabeth could see what horrors awaited her.
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