You hadn't known Mr. Todd that long, but he had an odd Aura about him. You had arrived on a ship about a month ago and were in need of a job when you saw a barber shop above a pie store who were looking for an assistant, you decided to take the job working for a Mr Sweeny Todd. Sweeny, what a daft name. Maybe it's a nickname? Or his parents were a bit mad. Either way, Mr. Todd was your boss, and as you were sweeping the store floors, you heard the bell jingle. Turning around, you see that Mr. Todd had entered the store. He was a fine young man, mid-30s. I'd estimate, standing at 6 feet 2 inches. He had shoulder-length black hair with a streak of white in it. He was clean shaven, with peircing blue eyes, he wore a suit, a traditional white dress shirt underneath and a second wrapped around his neck, he also wore suit pants held up by leather suspenders. He wore a watch on his left wrist. His shoes were traditional black dress shoes. He looked incredibly handsome, and through lack of a ring on his finger, you'd say he was single. He hung up his jacket and walked over to you.
"Good morning, Y/n," He chimed. His voice as smooth a butter "Good you see you are reliable, my last assistant was constantly late, half the time I wasn't sure he would turn up, but I'm glad to see I can rely on you. Who do we have coming in today?" He asks as he examines his blades, ensuring they are nice and sharp.
I checked the ledger. "Judge Turpin is in, as well as Mr Mason, Mr Davies, and Mr Lownes. The rest are walk-ins. If we have any, Judge Turpin should be here momentarily. He's booked for 10 am it's 9:46 a.m., currently"
"Very good, Y/n could you go downstairs and see if Mrs lovvet has any coffee to spare?" He motions, setting his precious blades down.
"Of course, sir," you say, before leaving the store and walking downstairs into Mrs. Lovvets Pie shop. Apparently, she used to sell the worst pies in London until, of course, she got a mysterious supply of meat. You've never had a pie yourself, but everyone seems to love them.
"Ah good morning dear, here for a pie? Or did Mr. Todd, send you down here for something else?" Mrs lovvet chimed watching you enter the store.
"Uh, yes, he wanted to inquire into if you had any coffee to spare?" You ask, looking around the store. A few people sat around, eating pies and reading the weekly.
"Of course, dear, let me fetch it for you, and here, a pie for Mr Todd, his favourite, and dobt worry, its on the house" she hands you a bag of coffee grounds as well as a paper bag with a pie in it.
"Thank you, Mrs lovvet," you say before walking back upstairs.
"Did she have any coffee y/n?" Todd asks you inquirngly
"Yes, she also gave you a pie on the house," you say, placing the bags down and filling the coffee pot to boil. "May I ask you something, sir?"
Todd turns and looks at you. "You may," curiosity washes over him, unsure what you will ask him.
"Are you and Mrs lovett courting? I only ask out of curiosity, I mean, you do have your ship above hers after all,
Todd raises an eyebrow "no my dear, me and Mrs lovett are not courting. I have no interest in Mrs lovett. Besides, I have my eye on someone already."
You look at him curiously. "And who may I ask, would that be? If you dont ind my asking, sir." Todd goes to awnser, but the door opens, with Judge Turpin stepping inside. He whispered in your ear, "I'll tell you later. Also, please call me Andy. "
"Ah, Mr Turpin, right on time, please take a seat, I'll get y/n here to fetch you a coffee and a copy of the London Times." Andy says. Walking over and placing the white cloth around Mr Turpins neck. You return with a coffee and a copy of the times for Mr Turpin. "Here, sir," you say, placing them on the small side table next to the chair.
Judge Turpin looks at you with a smirk. "Ah y/n, looking as stunning as ever, have you still not found yourself a suitor?" He asks with a slightly seducive voice. You reply "no not yet, sir, my work here has kept me busy. I do have my eye on someone, though. " Mr Turpin looks at you intrigued. "And who might that be?" You could swear he winked at you. Before you answer, Andy comes back with his blades and begins to shave Mr Turpin. You tottle off and begin sweeping the floors. You hear Judge Turpin begin to sing about a lady he fancies when you hear your name. You freeze. You knew he fancied you, but you had no interest in him. However, if you didn't find a suitor soon, he might force you to marry him. Suddenly, you hear him stop. However, when you turn around, you see something you never expected.........
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There's part 1 of the sweeny Todd or, in this case, Andy Todd AU. (Sweeny is simply a nickname the town has given him) Hope you enjoyed it. If so, feel free to vote and leave any criticism in the comments, I'll try to apply them were possible.
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FanfictionA collection of imagines and oneshots between andy biersack and y/n