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Cleo and Kimie snap Turpin's neck when they see him struggle. All three are covered in the victims' blood and the oven door is open. Mrs. Lovett places a bloody hand over her breast as she takes slow and even breaths. Sweeney and Mira enter, wide-eyed. "Why did you scream?" Sweeney demands.

"The bloke was fighting," Mrs. Lovett informs as Cleo and Kimie drag the smuggler into the oven. "Nothin' of importance. Now, please go back upstairs and clean yourself up. We have this."

Mira nods and nearly goes out until she notices a corpse. She walks over and turns the face to see it in the faint light. "Oh my Gd…" she mutters. "It's…"

"A corpse," Cleo states.

"No, it's-"

Kimie covers Mira's mouth and helps her stand up. "Yes, well, get cleaned up dear."

"Stop calling me dear!" Mira spits, slapping her hand away. Cleo freezes and stares at her human friend. "I'm saying this here and now, but that is Lucy!"

Sweeney gasps and Mrs. Lovett blinks. "Impossible!" she snaps. "She-"

"'Died of poison'?" Mira laughs maniacally. "HA! She went to the loony-bin! YOU KNEW THAT!"

Mrs. Lovett pales. Kimie, not breathing with all the blood, rushes out, needing to gasp. Cleo sets a hand on Mira's forehead. "You on crack?" she asks.

"NO!" Mira slaps her hand away as well. "I'M SICK OF THIS! I-I-…" She was breathing heavily, holding her head and wheezing. The locket was glowing. "I WANT TO GO HOME!"

"Okay!" Cleo rushes her out of the Bake House. "Sweeney," she turns.

"…" Sweeney is frozen.

"Don't kill Mrs. Lovett. Lucy wasn't the same, okay?"

Cleo winces and Sweeney turns just in time to see such. Cleo rushes Mira over to Kimie, who's fangs are starting to elongate. She takes a deep breath and slaps Mira. Mira blinks and sighs. "Thanks," she whispers.

"Don't mention it."

The light engulfs them and they rush through the light orbs. They land harshly on the snowy ground, staring up at the night sky of December 21, 2011. "What the…" Kimie blinks, looking all over her to see no blood and the clothes have not changed from when they left home originally. "A dream?"

"No…" Cleo stands. "We're-"

"Ah, girls," Cassandra walks up. "There you are. I'm sorry, but…" She hugs them. "It was a success!"

"We got that," Mira sighs.

"And see? Everyone's-"

"Tobias isn't," all three glare.

Cassandra laughs nervously. "Oh let that go. You're home now!"

"MIRAAA!" Tiffany whines, stomping out of the house. "Why'd you leave! Do you think my parties are boring? Oh wait, you don't talk do you?"

Kimie glares and Cleo growls. Mira giggles and Tiffany freezes. "Only when I want to," Mira shrugs, pushing past her and into the house. Did it really happen that fast? She asks herself. Yep. But that's time for you. Cassandra follows. "So, um…if I were to ask you to do this again…"

"As long as I can visit Sweeney and Mrs. Lovett here and there," Mira sits down, picking out her book 'Talking For Dummies' with a little blood on it, "I'm fine."

"If she's in," Kimie sits on the ground next to her, "I am to." Cleo clings to Kimie. "What. Are. You. Doing?"

"Remember, before we left I said I wouldn't let go?" she chuckles.

"GET OFF!"

Mira laughs and Cassandra rolls her eyes. "Goof-balls. Oh, and this is for you."

Cassandra hands her the haunted house and out crawls Kiaps. "Rotten!" He pinches his pincers. "Rotten!"

"Yeah, yeah, invade the punch bowl that's pretty rotten."

Cleo smiles at her friend and sighs. "It's back to be home, with a human."

"And it's nice to know that rose is out of commission to," Kimie sings.

They all nod and when Cassandra leaves, pass out with the immense fatigue that fell upon them in the world of Sweeney Todd.