Edluca oneshots

Helping hand...

Luca's POV- I was in the middle of working on a small invention, it was gonna be a nice music box that Margie had asked me to make. She wanted it to be something nice and colorful, but the thing is I'm only really good at making stuff... not making it look pretty. I've been stuck this past week, but Margie really needs this done for an event the manor is having. I sat at my desk thinking about something I could do, but then it hit me... EDGAR! I got up from my chair and rushed down the hallway to Edgar's room. I knocked on his door to be faced with Edgar with paint on his face and a paintbrush in his hand, "oh hey Lu '' he smiled.

"Hey Eddie, you know you got a lil something right there right"

"Yeah it happens every time I paint" he laughed

"Come in" he told me

I came in and closed the door behind me, Edgar is my boyfriend but I didn't know if he could even paint on wood so I never thought to ask, not to mention he's been extremely busy but it was my last idea I had.

"Edgar would you be able to help me out on something..?" I asked

"Oh yeah sure!" He chirped

"Could you maybe paint this music box?" I asked

He took the music box out of my hands and examined it, "did you make it?" He asked.

"yeah!" I replied.

"Then of course I'll work on it!"

Edgar was very picky about what he painted on and worked with, normally he only gives his paintings out for free when you're close with him. I had a feeling that Edgar was a bit nervous about this project though, but I pulled out a chair to sit next to Edgar to watch him paint.

I admired his looks- maybe a little bit too much because when I zoned back into reality he was staring back at me with the same smile after finishing the music box- wow that was fast.

"Woah Eddie this is beautiful!" I exclaimed

"Not as beautiful as me of course but I tried- it was nothing" he joked

"We should go deliver this to Margie" Edgar suggested

"Yeah your right but there's one more thing" I told him, he tilted his head as I pulled out a small carving knife. I flipped the box over and carved our names into the bottom, "Edgar you're an artist you should know more than anyone you have to sign your work!" I laughed

"Oh yeah your right!" Edgar remembered

He looked on the back and blushed at the name, "Edgar and Luca Balsa".

Edgar looked at me and then to the box and smiled at the thought of one day bearing my last name, we held hands as we went to deliver one of my best works. I say one of my best works because my best work is right here standing right next to me. What's it called? Edgar Valden's Heart- and it's the best thing I've ever accomplished.