Little stories of love and joy.

Lockwood and co

Chapter 1: The Forgotten Birthday

Lockwood stumbled through the front door of Lockwood & Co., his suit torn and covered in dirt. Cuts and bruises adorned his face, evidence of a particularly grueling mission. He had been so busy dealing with restless spirits and malevolent ghosts that he had completely forgotten it was his birthday.

Lucy and George, his loyal companions and fellow agents, looked up from the table where they had set up a small birthday cake. Their faces turned from excitement to concern as they took in Lockwood's disheveled appearance.

"Lockwood, what happened to you?" Lucy exclaimed, rushing to his side.

George, ever the sarcastic one, chimed in, "Did you forget how to fight ghosts, Lockwood? Or did they just decide to throw a party for you?"

Lockwood managed a weak smile, his eyes filled with exhaustion. "Sorry, guys. I had a particularly nasty encounter with a vengeful spirit. It got a bit out of hand."

Lucy's worry turned into a frown. "On your birthday? You should have told us, Lockwood. We would have postponed the mission."

Lockwood waved off her concern. "No need for that, Lucy. We had to deal with it, and it's all part of the job. Birthdays can wait."

George rolled his eyes dramatically. "Oh, how noble of you, Lockwood. Sacrificing your special day for the sake of ghost-hunting. I'm sure the spirits are eternally grateful."

Lockwood shot him a playful glare. "You know, George, I could always let you handle the next vengeful spirit alone. See how you like it."

George raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I'm sure I'd handle it just fine. Unlike some people, I don't forget my own birthday."

Lucy stepped in, trying to diffuse the tension. "Alright, alright, enough with the banter, you two. Lockwood, sit down and let us take care of you."

Lockwood obediently sat at the table, his tired eyes lighting up at the sight of the cake. "You guys didn't have to do this. I completely forgot it was my birthday."

George smirked. "Well, we couldn't let you wallow in self-pity, could we? Besides, who doesn't love cake?"

As they sang a slightly off-key rendition of "Happy Birthday," Lockwood couldn't help but feel a warmth in his chest. Despite the chaos of their lives as ghost hunters, he had found a family in Lucy and George. They were always there for him, even when he forgot his own birthday.

Chapter 2: The Serious Undertone

Lockwood blew out the candles, making a silent wish for a moment of peace in their dangerous line of work. As he cut into the cake, he couldn't help but reflect on the underlying seriousness of their profession.

Lockwood & Co. was not just about hunting ghosts; it was about protecting the living from the supernatural threats that plagued London. The scars on his body were a constant reminder of the dangers they faced daily.

But amidst the chaos and danger, Lockwood knew that their work was important. They were the last line of defense against the restless dead, the only ones who could keep the city safe. And even though they often faced ridicule and skepticism from the outside world, they persevered.

Lockwood looked at Lucy and George, their faces illuminated by the flickering candlelight. They were his partners, his friends, and his family. Together, they faced the darkness with unwavering determination and a healthy dose of sarcasm.

As he took a bite of the cake, Lockwood couldn't help but smile. The taste of the sweet frosting mingled with the bittersweet reality of their lives. It was a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was always room for laughter and celebration.

Lockwood knew that their work would never be easy, and their birthdays would often be forgotten amidst the chaos. But as long as they had each other, they would continue to fight the ghosts that haunted London, one mission at a time.

And so, Lockwood raised his fork, ready to savor the cake and the moments of joy it represented. Because in the end, it was the small moments of happiness that made the battles worth fighting, even on forgotten birthdays.

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