Lockwood & co Fanfic

Lets Go!

I opened my eyes and looked at my bedside clock. 5:30pm. Damn, I didn't know I've slept that long. I pulled myself up in a sitting position, and little pieces of the dream I had just then came flowing into my mind. I immediately felt my cheeks burning. No, how COULD I have such fantasies about Lockwood?!... Sorry, no details, it's way too inappropriate for kids like you.

Ughh! Damn my horny hormones.

Someone knocked on my door and I immediately snapped out of my thoughts.
" Come in." I groaned out and whoever it was walked in. I didn't even bothered to turn and look at that person, instead I just squeezed out, "s'up?"

"Are you alright? Lockwood said you were sick. And are you capable of going to the case tonight? You can stay. I think Lockwood and I can handl..." So it's George. Never thought he would ever worry about me. But no way in hell am I not going tonight.

" NO! George. I'm fine! And VERY capable. I can handle a thousand type twos with my bare fucking hands. No worries, ok?" I emphasised and poked my finger at George on every single word to ensure him. There's a reason for me being so desperate to go tonight. You'll see what I mean.

The worry expression on George's face was slowly replaced by a sly smirk as I finished my sentence. He crossed his arms and leaned on the wall.

"Afraid that someone will steal yo man, huh?"

I snorted. " Like YOU know anything."

"Bullshit. Everyone knows you like Anthony Lockwood. He's stupid enough not to realise."

I turned my head to face the skull, who's sitting on the windowsill, also smirking. " Say another word and I'll burn you in the oven." I gritted.

" Bet it's supporting my point." George laughed and tried to hi-five the skull, but it just gave him a disgusted look.

" So, back to the point, if you're going, then you'd better get changed and pack up. I'll inform Lockwood." He winked at the word-Lockwood.

" Get out."

Once the door is closed, I kicked off the covers, stripped off everything and coolness swarmed through my body. It feels so good to be naked under this heat of summer. Then I swung the closet door open and searched for clothes to wear for tonight.

After I finished changing, I decided to open the small attic window to ventilate the room...but as I turned towards the window, there I was, face to face with our great friend, the skull. I wanted to cry in the inside because I sort of didn't cover it up when I was changing.

We stared at each other for a few awkward moments, me, wide eyed, clearly shocked, the skull, grinning widely, with an amused look in it's empty eye sockets.

I was the first to react, the shock in me turned into a flare of anger and it finally bursted out.

" YOU WATCHED ME CHANGE?!" I boomed at the jar, shaking it so wildly that the green mist inside the jar stirred up like a storm. My forehead almost touched the smooth surface of the silver glass, and I glared directly at the skull's eyes, demanding an explanation.

" Wow, chill, Lucy. No big deal." It said in a relaxed tone.

I whisper shouted, " Not even Lockwood get to see me naked, no way YOU are getting the priority!"

It suddenly roared with laughter. The invisible force of the ghost made me back off a bit, and when it finally calmed down, it said, " Well, I have to check for Lockwood and make sure he gets the best booty. Haha."

I faked a grin. " And your conclusion?"

" He will be drooling over your tits."

" that's it. I..." I was ready to tear the skull into pieces and torturing it to death, though it's already dead, but was interrupted by Lockwood.

" Lucy, are you alright? We should be leaving, we need to be there by six thirty."

" Coming! Just a minute!" I yelled down.

"Groovy babe, time to show your junk, sexay!"

" Shut the hell up, if you can't talk and didn't save my life for several times, you would have been disposed. Now we've got a case to go to."

" Sure, let's go gouge some clients eyes."

I simply grabbed the jar and the duffle bag and joined the others downstairs. Lockwood rechecked our equipment, then we squeezed into a taxi and headed off.

To be honest, I do want to gouge out one of our client's eyes.

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Sorry for not updating, just that I'm quite busy these days, and every time I want to finish it, something urgent will pop in. And when I'm free, my brain is stuck, hopefully I will update more often these days. Thank you for all your support.

Hmm...who's that client that's bugging Lucy so much, read on to find out.>_<