Lockwood and Co One-Shots

Ummm Lockwood?

Lucy's POV

It was a slow Thursday afternoon and I was sitting in my bed drawing in my sketchbook. George was out with a friend (Shocking I know...) and Lockwood was raking leaves. I was just finishing a sketch of the three of us when I heard the most Earth-shattering scream. Tossing my book aside I grabbed my rapier and shot downstairs. 

Throwing the door open I paused in shock of what I was seeing. Lockwood. Running away. From a BUTTERFLY. I quickly dropped the rapier and pulled out my phone, recording the entire thing for George. 

After I got sufficient black-mail material I put the phone back in my pocket before running forward and batting the thing away before bursting into a fit of giggles. Lockwood glared at me.

"Lucy, its not funny!" I was laughing so hard at this point I had to hold myself up on the willow tree in the front yard. My boss. The charismatic Anthony Lockwood. Afraid of a BUTTERFLY of all things. The though just made me laugh harder. 

Once I calmed down enough to talk I apologized and made him his favourite snack.

I still sent the video to George though.