Author: Becky Quinn-the-one-and-only PM
Tobias Ragg falls in love with a rich debutante, only to find out that her pretty face holds more secrets then anybody would of thought.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Tobias R. & Eleanor L. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 2,136 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 12-17-12 - Published: 12-03-12 - id: 8763348
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A/N: I'm so excited to be starting this fic. I had the idea a few weeks ago, but didn't have the time to write it. But here it is now. Enjoy the first chapter of 'Forbidden territory.'
Toby was clearing the tables after a long days work it was mid-afternoon, He Didn't think anybody would come for a pie especially today being the lords day, so he started humming to himself; He didn't notice the door open or the sound of shoes softly tipping on the ground.
He jumped with embarrassment when he heard soft clapping and laughing, he turned to see who it was; A short girl with a pale pleasant face in a pink dress and pink bonnet with dark brown hair was standing in the entrances of the pie shop.
Toby flushed "H-Hello" he muttered the girl giggled in to her gloved palm and smiled at him. Toby looked away from her "W-would you like something?" he asked the girl nodded,
"A pie please" she said pulling her purse from her side, she opened it and pulled out the right amount of money; Toby nodded and took the money from her, "I'll be a moment sit, please" he said hurrying out of the room.
The girl took a seat at a nearby table and folded her hand, at the moment Mrs. Lovett walked in to check on Toby, she stopped halfway "Hello" Mrs. Lovett said staring at her "Who're you?" she asked, the girl jumped a bit and stood up and she curtsied to her,
"My name is Casey, Ma'ma Casey Farmhand" Casey told her as she folded her gloved hands in her lab, "I'm waiting for a meat pie I believe your son when to fetch it for me"
Mrs. Lovett smiled, "Toby ain't my boy but he's sweet ain't he?" she asked looking over at the girl, who blushed.
"Where are your parents love? Your dressed too nice to be without parents where's ya mum?" Mrs. Lovett asked resting her arm on the counter giving her an odd look; Casey looked down at her feet and smoothed out her dress,
"My mum died when I was little so my father sends me on errands and when I have some spare money I usually find some place to eat or a small shop to buy a few new things" Casey told her "I do hope that I didn't Bother you" she said her hazel eyes now filling with embarrassment.
Mrs. Lovett shook his head,
"No love" she said walking over to her and patting her head "I don't mind…tell ya the truth I like having another girl around" she smiled at her, Casey smiled back "I'm glad Ma'ma" she said. Toby walked into the shop and stopped in the doorway he glanced between both women.
Casey noticed him and moved forward to get her pie, "Thank you, Toby" She said taking the pie from him.
"Here love" Mrs. Lovett said leaning back and pulling a plat from under the counter "Eat it while it's hot"
Casey nodded and sat down at the same table, "I don't believe that I caught your name Ma'ma?" She said looking up at Mrs. Lovett, who smiled, "Mrs. Nellie Lovett" she told her,
Casey smiled "Mrs. Lovett then," Casey told her as she bit into a pie; after she swallowed it she looked back at Mrs. Lovett "This is very good!" she exclaimed as she patted her mouth free of crumbs and continued to munch on her pie.
Mrs. Lovett noticed something the way she ate that one little pie, like…like it was the only thing that she ate in weeks; after Casey got done eating she reminded Toby that she had giving him her money and left.
Mrs. Lovett looked down at Toby "Did you know her love?" she asked Toby shook his head 'No',
"She looked awfully sickly didn't she?" He muttered "The way she gobbled up that pie of hers…" he shook his head "But she looked rich didn't she mum?" he said looking up at her "With that pretty dress of hers!" Toby said walking over to the table where Casey sat and picked up her plate; carrying it to the washroom.
Mrs. Lovett walked over to the window and glanced out, not seeing any sign of the girl she flipped her sign form "Open" to "Closed"
"Maybe if she'd spend less money on fancy dresses she could put a little meat on those bones of hers" She mumbled to herself.