Sweeney Todd x Female Reader

Nothing But A Bad Dream...

Trigger Warnings: Murder, Rape, Torture, Blood, and Mature Themes. (Not those kind, you pervert. ;D)

Author's POV:

Sweeney Todd spent most of his time with his wife and daughter, and when Christmas came around Sweeney had bought Johanna a small beagle puppy to keep her company. Johanna was thrilled, just as much as Sweeney's wife.

What startled Sweeney at first was that he couldn't really make out his wife's face. All he could see was their (h/l) (h/c), and the (s/c) shade of their skin. He talked to her about this and dismissed it, telling him he may just need glasses.

Sweeney simply smiled, taking her hand and kissing it lovingly before they put their attention back on Johanna. In that very moment, when he saw Johanna happily playing with her puppy, who she named Antony, he felt waves of joy and relief hit him all at once, finally letting him realize that he was back with his family. His eyes started to tear up, causing his wife to turn to him and ask if he was alright. He nodded, explaining how thankful he was to have them back in their home again.

A Few Hours Later...

Sweeney looked over at his wife, smiling as he turned himself onto his side and pulled her into a hug, the blanket that had kept her warm became useless as she was pulled against him. He kissed the top of her head, mumbling "I love you"s and sweet nothings into her ear. As he fell asleep, he felt his wife begin to shake, causing him to wake up.

"(Y/N), what's wrong?" Sweeney asked, sitting up and turning her around so she would look at him.

"B-Benjamin..I..I-I..." (Y/N)'s voice shook, her body trembling as Benjamin tried to calm her down.

"Darling, I can't understand you, what's wrong?" Benjamin whispered, rubbing her back to comfort her.

"We're not real, Benjamin!" (Y/N) blurted out, causing his eyes to widen as he looked at her.

"What do you mean by that?" Benjamin stated, his mind trying to wrap around a possible explanation.

"Johanna and I are not real, understand? And it's about time you woke up." (Y/N) took the advantage of Benjamin's freak out and straddled him, pinning his hands into the bed.

"What are you talking about, (Y/N)?!" Sweeney exclaimed, struggling to get her off of him.

"I'm sorry, Benjamin. Johanna and I will always love you, so much..but it's time you woke up. Because when you do...this will all be nothing but a bad dream." (Y/N) stated, taking one of his razors and slicing his throat with a clean cut, letting him die quickly and painfully.

Benjamin passed out from the blood loss, but was surprised when....he woke up.

Many Hours Later....

Benjamin looked around, and panicked as he saw he was locked up back at the prison. He rushed to the door, banging on it. A guard went over, and asked what in the hell he wanted.

"I want to know what happened to (Y/N) and Johanna Barker!" Benjamin exclaimed, tears running down his face.

The guard stood silent for a moment, before rushing away and rushing back, this time he had a newspaper with him.

"Read that, you'll know what happened to them." The guard stated, walking off as Benjamin scrambled to pick up the newspaper and began reading it.

'On April 17th, 1785, two women were found dead in the manor of Judge Turpin. One women was found to be tortured, raped, and killed slowly. The other was found to have killed herself by suffocating herself. The women who were killed have been identified as (Y/N) Barker and Johanna Barker. Their husband and father, Benjamin Barker, has been in a prison across the sea for 15 years and 6 months. We will continue to investigate why Judge Turpin kept these dead bodies in his home, and he is currently being sent to the same prison as Benjamin Barker.'
- The Cabinet des Modes Magazine

'On April 21st, 1785, two men were found dead in the Cape Coast Castle prison in Australia. Both are identified as Benjamin Barker and Judge Turpin. Turpin was found with a messy slit across his throat and 117 stab wounds to the chest and face. Barker was found with a single stab to his heart and a strange scar of a slit around his throat that cannot he explained. Most believe the attack was caused by the deaths of Mr. Barker's wife and daughter.'

- The Cabinet des Modes Magazine

This..is the End of Our Story, thank you for sticking around and reading this lovely book, but now it has to come to a close. Requests are open for my Oneshots book that I have made for the Sweeney Todd characters, and suggestions for other books I could write are always welcome. Stay safe, be healthy, and have a bloody good day. And trust me, having to end this book like this hurt me a little..pulled a bit on those heartstrings..but I'll be fine. And like I've mentioned before, I would love to hear your thoughts, requests, and maybe even theories on this book, or others that I'm working on.

- The Author