Mrs. Lovett had been wrong-she did hate someone more than Lucy. The worst part? She'd kindly and stupidly handed the pretty lady to Mister Sweeney Todd herself, thinking it a good thing.

Toby's mind-music and the final scene through his eyes. Movieverse, but some aspects of the play included.

Toby, and the family he almost had. Mr T, Mrs Lovett, and the boy who wanted.

Practical in theory maybe, but it certainly wasn't going to be easy. The first one is always the hardest.

Quite simply, five things that never happened to Sweeney Todd that could have altered the story for better or worse.

Lucy Barker was in need of pity. And it was a pity that Mrs. Lovett had none to spare.

Mrs. Lovett loved her dresses, each and every one of them.

But the Judge persisted in his mind, a venomous mix of memory and hate. The hate surged of a sudden. For a moment the barber wondered if it would be easier, perhaps of more value to the world, to slit his own throat. Almost Lovett/Todd

Red was really all he had left now. He'd shut out all other colors, the memories that came with them too hard, brutal, or sorrowful. Red was all he needed, anyway-red swatches to relieve the gloom of his self-imposed, monochromatic existence.

Before then, her Sweeney's hands had been cold. But they were hot now. Hot, and he was holding her in a deadly, slippery embrace.

They all deserved to die. Drabblesque.

Mrs. Lovett makes a bet with Mr. Todd. Angsty Toddvett fluff- more angst in the first chapter, more fluff in the second.

Mr. Todd can't sleep. ToddLovett

Mrs. Lovett doesn't go to church on Sundays. BenLucy with a smidge of BenLovett.

Benjamin Barker comforts his neighbor. BenLucy, BenLovett

A one-shot about the various colors of life, told from two alternating perspectives.

A brief moment between Mrs. Lovett and our own Sweeney Todd, in which he comes to a realization. Mild SweeneyLovett.

Sweeney loves the smell of fear.

That would be called cannibalism, my friend. And it is, in fact, frowned upon in most societies. Such a pity Sweeney Todd doesn't seem to care and Mrs. Lovett readily agrees with any notion he springs. Sweenett

What did Johanna really feel when Sweeney found her hiding in the chest? Was she really frightened out of her wits? Read at your own risk, may be slightly creepy.

An alternative, but what I hope is still somewhat plausible, ending to Sweeney Todd. Major spoilers, obviously.

Two women, two men, and a macabre fairy tale too small to fit all of them. Mrs. Lovett PoV. Oneshot.

She'd always known the difference between good and evil, right and wrong. There was a line, black and white. Until very recently she'd always been aware of where that line was. Lovett one-shot.

The thing he wanted more than anything was a second chance. Short one-shot.

It was an ordinary night when she finally made her mind up to do it. Before Sweeney Todd returns to Fleet Street. Mrs. Lovett. Oneshot