Lockwood: (Just randomly looks at Lucy.)
Lucy: (Blushes furiously and fills a whole page with descriptions of his smile.)
Fandom: AWWWWWWW...
Lockwood: (Does some really obvious flirting and suddenly they are alone in a basement)
Fandom: omigoshohmygoshLOCKLYLEEEE
Stroud: Ah... So, you like flirty Lockwood? Let's do more.
Fandom: Well...
Stroud: Lots more. And nothing ever really happens, and I'll just make my fandom scream with frustration at the lack of romance.
Fandom: NO! Not again...
George: (goes into the basement and just ruins the vibe entirely with one of his snarky comments.)
Fandom: NOOO. So close. Frickin George. Frickin Stroud.
Holly: (says literally anything.)
Fandom: OMG HOLLY WHY ARE YOU HERE WE HATE YOU I HATE YOU OMG.
Lucy (in her head): OMG HOLLY WHY ARE YOU HERE I HATE YOU I HATE YOU OMG.
Lockwood: (Is obviously flirting, but Lucy's too busy being amazing and saving everyone's sorry arse from ghosts.)
Fandom sitting in empty room, sad music plays and they give each other knowing looks: And so the cycle continues. Tea while we wait, anyone?
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Lockwood and Co Awkwardness
UmorismoFeatured as #816 in Humour| A collection of the most random ideas, one-shots, and text messages you'll ever read- conversations between the characters of Lockwood and co Written by Smallish Potato who is sadly not Jonathan Stroud, a...
