A.N. I realize there will be technicalities you notice that are incorrect, I just want to make this perfectly clear, to get the full enjoyment out of this little story you need to pretend the second generation (Johanna, Toby, and Anthony) are a bit closer in age to the first (Lovett, Sweeney, Lucy), just to add extra elements to play with. Then also we can assume that everyone always had the personality they did in Sweeney Todd, so Ben and Sweeney will be two different people.

Nellie played with the little plastic kitchen set that had been provided by the day care she was at. She was choosing to ignore the perfect little sundress wearing, flower picking, terrible best friend that was Lucy. Lucy would flit around like a little butterfly and all the little boys would follow her blindly. Stumbling head over heels for the little brat. Oh how Nellie loathed Lucy. She got every little thing she wanted just because she had perfect blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She pranced around with that idiot of a boy, Benjamin. The worst part was that Nellie had seen Benjamin first but Lucy had no respect for the 'calling' rule. When Nellie bent down to pull her mock pie out of the oven she heard the door open. Wanting to see who the newcomer was she turned and watched as a mother pushed an unresponsive and clearly angry little boy into the room. He looked as if he may have been about Nellie's age, she was turning seven and a half this month.

The boy studied the room in silence. Attracted like a ant to honey she took a step closer gazing at his jet black hair with one gorgeous white streak, almost as crazy as hers. Nellie took in his dark eyes and his beautiful face. She immediately decided that she liked him much more than she liked Benjamin. He was so quiet and mysterious. Nellie dashed for the boy before Lucy could steal him too.

"Hello, I'm Nellie, what's your name?" she asked rocking on her heels. He looked at her for a long moment and finally replied.

"Sweeney Todd." Nellie took his pale little hand in hers and towed him over to her kitchen. She pulled a chair out for him and motioned for Sweeney to sit down. He began to walk away. So she pushed him by the shoulders and he fell into the chair.

"Pie?" she asked quite simply. The boy shook his head but she disregarded his disagreement and handed him a plate with a plastic muffin on it. Sweeney Picked it up in his small hand.

"There are chew marks on this, ew." the look of distaste frightened the little girl. If this new and beautiful Sweeney didn't like like her, then he might fall for Lucy instead. She fluffed her frizzy hair and sat down next to him, scooting as closely as she possibly could.

"Oh, George Turpin likes to chew on the toys. He's ruined a lot of the food already," she said in her most innocent little voice. Sweeney only looked at her confusedly. The clever little Nellie knew why the boy was so sad, he was new at the fleet street daycare and every seven year old knows that you miss your Mommy when coming to such a scary new place. She knew just how to get him to like like her back.

"Are you sad 'cause you miss your mommy?" she asked. Sweeney looked at her and nodded. Nellie put her little arm around him in an attempt to appear empathetic.

"Yes." he whispered. She nodded.

"It's only bad for a week or so, then you get used to it," she whispered.

"A week?"

"Yeah, years ago, something happened up here, something not very nice," she whispered. Threading her brilliant trap. Sweeney looked at her nervously.

"What?"

"I know why your mommy left," she stated. He looked up at her little flawless face. "It's George Turpin, he made her leave." Sweeney stood and grew immediately very angry.

"George Turpin?" Nellie nodded. He shook with rage.

"Then we will get him back," she stood and grasped his arm, smiling at the little boy. He grinned evilly.

"I will lock him in the timeout room!" Nellie poked his nose.

"We'll lock him in the timeout room," she stated.