Can A Demon Be a Father?

Chapter 12

(Mrs. Lovett's POV)

The next morning after all of us had breakfast together, I decided to ask Mr. Todd for a favor.

"Love, Johanna and I are going out now. Would you be so kind as to watch Pipa for me please?" I asked half anxious and nervous about his response.

"...Why can't you take her with you?" he asked in his usual serious voice.

"Well love its almost her nap time, could you please just stay down here and watch her and hold if she crys. Please? I never ask for anything, just this one favor please?'

He sighed and rolled his cold black eyes at me.

"Fine, just watch over Johanna and hurry back."

I smiled and without thinking, I pressed my lips to his cold cheek.

"Mrs. Lovett I'm ready to g-..." said Johanna as she walked in and stared at us.

Blushing I quickly pulled away and ran to her side.

"Alright love let's get going."

"Yes ma'am, bye Dad I'll see you when I get back' Johanna said before following me out of the shop.

As we walked the busy streets of London, I was mentally kicking myself.

How could I do something like that?! He was sure to be angry with me now. I just couldn't help it!..My feelings are just getting the best of me...

(Johanna's POV)
I could see the look on Poor Mrs. Lovetts face as we walked. She looked both scared and worried.

To be honest it was a little odd seeing her kiss my Dad like that. But..it was also kinda cute.

I have seen her flirting with him now and again. But he has such a stone cold face I can never tell what he was thinking or feeling.

And since they're both single, it made scenes to me that they would be together.

"You like my Father don't you Mrs. Lovett?" I said with a small smile.

She immediately blushed and gave a small nod.

"Well for what it's worth ma'am, I would be very happy if the two of you became a couple."

She looked at me in awe. "You really mean that love?"

"Ofcourse I do, you've been so kind to both of us. It would be so nice if we became a complete family."

"Well that's nice of you to say love, but there is no guarantee that your father will return my feelings. And..he still cares very deeply for your mother.'

"Well let's both just hope for the best."

She smiled at me once again and lead me to one of London's best dress shops.

As I looked through the different varieties, I couldn't help but wonder how Dad was doing with Pipa right about now.

(Sweeney's POV)

The house was silent as I sat in the living room.

I flipped my razor open and closed over and over again.

"Maybe I can stab him with two razors! One on each side of his neck and watch him bleed out!"

I smirked as those sadistic thoughts filled my head.

But suddenly the sound of Pipa's crying filled the room and brought me back to reality.

Quickly getting up I went into her room.

Her crying began to get louder and I began to panic.

Picking her up I tried bouncing her in arms.

"There there, what's the matter?' I asked. But to no avail, she just kept crying.

"Oh god! What do I do?! What do I do?! I was only a father for a year! I dont remember anything!!"

In my mind I was screaming bloody murder and my heart was pounding like a damn hammer.

However, all of a sudden Pipa let out a big burp and her crying finally stopped.

She giggled as I looked down at her.

"Playful little thing aren't you?' I said with a smirk.

But it quickly turned into a frown when I felt a gross smelling warm liquid run down my shirt.

Poor thing must of been so gassy that she spit up.

"Umm..let's get you cleaned up' I said slightly holding her out in front of me.

(Johanna's POV)

"What about this one?' I asked as I held out a long red dress.

"Hmm red isn't really your color love, how about a nice blue, or white." Suggested Mrs. Lovett.

"...Blue and white were the only colors the judge let me wear..' I said with a frown.

Gently she put a hand on my shoulder as a way to sat she understood how I felt.

"Okay then, how about this one?'

I looked over at the dress she was now holding...and I immediately fell in love with it.

It was a pretty baby pink color with lace at the bottom.

"I love it!"

After we bought it, we finally made our way home.

But as we did, I saw a boy no older than me walk by us.

He was a little strange looking. Pale, dark brown eyes, tall, long fingers, and black hair that stuck out in a strange way on his head.

In a strange way..he reminded me of my father..

"Johanna, everything alright love?' Mrs. Lovett asked.

"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry. I was daydreaming again.'

I smiled at her innocently, but for some reason that boy stayed in my thoughts all the way back home.