Sweeney Todd X Reader

Chapter 1

Narrator's perspective:

It had been a nearly 24 hours since Sweeney had killed the heartless, self-centered, mad Mrs.Lovett. What choice did he have? To just leave London? He couldn't just leave London! You would have to be absolutely bonkers.

Sweeney walked down the stairs to the Now abandoned pie shop. He sighed as he walked in, staring intently at the ground. He glanced up and nearly jumped out of his signature striped pants when he saw a young woman, about (Your Height) standing anxiously   with some packed bags, trying desperately not to touch any of the gross mess left on the counters and floors.

Sweeney let out a cough, signifying she was not alone in the room.
The young woman jumped and glanced up, smoothing over her dress.
"Ah, do forgive me sir- I was just stopping for something to eat and-"

"Sorry, dear, but this shop is closed... Mrs. Lovett... left. For America," Sweeney interrupted.

"Ah. I coincidentally just came from America," the woman said. "And I'm looking for work here in London," she added.

"Good luck," Sweeney said rudely, turning to open the door.

The woman bravely ignored him and looked around. "I was thinking maybe I could rent this place out and create a small diner," the woman said, dusting her hands on a dry rag.

"... Fantastic," Sweeney groaned under his breath.

"If I will be working near you- as I work just upstairs-"

"I know," the girl said, giggling and leaning forward ever so slightly.

"... Anyways... If I will be working so close to you, then it will only be reasonable that I know your name," Sweeney said.

"Ah! It's (Y/N)! And yours?"

"My name is Sweeney Todd. But just call me Mr.Todd," he said sternly. "And I suppose if you want any customers, you may want to clean this place up," he said.

"Oh. Of course. Well, I guess I'll get out of your hair for tonight," (Y/N) said softly and gave Mr. Todd a weak smile. She felt slightly uncomfortable around him, since it almost seemed as if he was trying to hurt her on purpose.

Mr. Todd glanced at the ground, pretending to not feel any of the emotions.

As (Y/N) walked out, she noticed a young man and a beautiful young girl with yellow hair beginning to walk in. She waved to them, and the young man stopped to talk to (Y/N).

"Do you know Mr.Todd?" he asked (Y/N) after a little greeting.

"I just met him today, and I've decided I'd rent out the pie shop. He told me that the Mrs. Lover-"

"Lovett," the boy corrected.

"Right. He told me the Missus Lovett was traveling to America." The woman said with a smile.

"Ah. She always seemed adventurous. By the way, my name is Anthony, and this is Johanna. I'm bringing her to visit Mr. Todd so he knows we're safe."

"I'm (Y/N). Oh, and you must be Mr.Todd's son," (Y/N) laughed.

"No, but she's his daughter, rather," Anthony said, referring to Johanna. Johanna gave a gentle smile.

"Oh how lovely! He didn't seem much like a father figure. But everyone has their own ways. I'll be on my way now. Great to meet you two!" (Y/N) waved, walking down to her new apartment where she entered. She set her stuff down and collapsed on the bed, falling asleep quickly.