This is my first fan fic, so sorry if it's sort of lame. I've scrolled through pages of fan fics and no-one else sees Lucy x Skull… What even is the name of that ship? Lull? Skucy? Meh... Also The Creeping Shadow came out a few days back and of course I have read it! There is massive hints of Holly x George and of course more Lockyle! Believe it or not Quill Kipps is now working with Lockwood and Co! (Even more shipping opportunities there!) Anyway spoilers, duh, and I had to add the skull! He is my fave character! BTW We finally get to see the skull as an apparition! Anyway on with the fan fic!

P.O.V. The Skull

Sometimes I wish I was alive. Life (death, but would it really be death then?) would be great if I was, but I'm not. The only reason I remain in this world is because of Lucy Carlyle. She is the only person alive who hears me. But of course she has her living friends, Lockwood, George Cubbins and Holly Munroe. Ever since Lucy returned to Lockwood and Co, she and Holly have been getting along really well; unlike how they used to. Sadly, this means even less time for me, a lonely, old skull in a jar.

Lucy is a living girl and deserves to have living friends but I really wish she acknowledged me more, but she doesn't. What is wrong with skull and co? I mean it's catchy and unique! Lucy has just walked in, she is wearing her pyjamas and has a relaxed look on her face.

I pull a face just when she turns round to look at me. She jumps back in fright.

"Don't do that to me," She is panting in fright "You scared me half to death!"

I laugh and say "Only the living can be scared half to death! You look like a wraith, with your messed up hair and bags under your eyes!"

She rolls her eyes "We have a case tonight, I need your help."

"Ooh, so now you need my help even though last night it was all "I'm never taking you on a case again!" But of course you come crawling back to me! Just like you did with Lockwood!"

Lucy seals the jar.

P.O.V. Lucy

I came back upstairs after a lovely breakfast. I went into my room and the first thing I saw was a face contorted into a horrible shape, impossible and horrible. I jumped back in fright.

I cried, "Don't do that to me, you scared me half to death!"

The skull laughed and said, "Only the living can be scared half to death! You look like a wraith with your messed up hair and bags under your eyes!"

I roll my eyes, I don't look that bad. I say to the skull, "We have a case tonight, I need your help."

The skull is having trouble not to just fall apart laughing "Ooh, so now you need my help even though last night it was all "I'm never taking you on another case again!" But of course you come crawling back to me! Just like you did with Lockwood!"

I walk up to it and flick the latch shut, the noise stops. Why does it hate me so much? Actually, on second thought it hates everyone that much and I'm still probably on its list of top ten favourite people. It has saved my life on multiple occasions. I pull on some clothes,, we have a client coming to see us this morning. I drag a brush through my hair and scrub my teeth and face. I now look remotely presentable. I jog down the stairs to find Holly cleaning the kitchen. Her perfectness used to annoy me but now it doesn't get to me at all. I smile a cheery good morning smile at her and say "Morning Holly."

She smiles and replies "Good morning to you too!"

The doorbell rings and I go to answer it. I open the door to find a tall, thin, black haired girl standing there. Her face is serious and stone cold yet her emerald green eyes show a hint of kindness and sadness. Her smile is serious just like the rest of her. I examine her, to my surprise a rapier hangs at their belt. An agent? Why would an agent need help getting rid of a ghost?

She is the first to speak, "Miss Carlyle, I have heard so much about you."

I say dumbly, "Are you the client?"

She nods.

"Well then you had better come in then."

I walk through to the sitting room and lead her to her seat. I yell, " Lockwood! The client is hear!"

I turn to our client, "What is your name?"

She replies, "Nimfodora Starford. Most people call me Nim to save time, some people call me Dora, I personally prefer Nim."

"Ok Nim,I feel like I've heard your name somewhere?"

She nods, "Yes, you probably will have. My late father owned shares in the Sunrise corporation, the Rotwell agency and Fairfax Iron. Sadly, the shares are significantly less valuable thanks to a series of tragic accidents. I still have a large inheritance though."

She beams a big shiny smile.

Lockwood, Holly and George walk into the room. Holly is carrying a tray of tea and biscuits and George has a notepad. Lockwood beams his biggest brightest smile.

"Ahh. How wonderful to see you Nim," He talks to her like an old friend! "What can we help you with today? I honestly can't think what a talented freelance agent such as yourself would need help with involving ghosts."

"Tea?" Asks George.

Nim nods and accepts the tea. "It is the ghost of my late sister, as you know Anthony, she died under unusual and tragic circumstances."

Why was she calling him Anthony, did they know each other?

George asks, "What kind of circumstances?"

Nim's warm smile had left her face, she replied "Have any of you heard of of the Tower killings?"

We all nod. They were a tragic set of deaths in the Tower Of London. A ghost had been haunting the tower so a team was sent in to investigate. Twenty people went in, three came out.

"My sister was brutally murdered by a ghost. She was in the dungeons and a poltergeist shut the doors on the cell she was investigating. She was standing in the door at the time, it took them a half an hour to remove her body from the spikes."

All the colour had gone from our faces. George asked "Why not deal with it yourself? I mean it's still just a ghost."

Nim answered his question "I am concerned I might let my emotions get the better of me."

Lockwood had remained silent for some time. He spoke up now thought, "I remember this story being all over the newspapers for sometime. Very tragic."

Nim nodded and said "Will I be expecting you anytime soon?"

Lockwood nodded and said "Tonight at seven thirty."

Expect more soon! I'd saying rating is about a K+ . As I said my first fan fic. Please don't be to harsh as this is my first fan fic.