Shut up you're all LuceWood trash. I saw this going around Facebook and because I'm 5eva alone I answered it as my OTP might in a far distant future were Stroud lets them live long enough to wed.

WITHOUT any prompting, ask your husband/ wife/ girlfriend/ boyfriend these questions and write down EXACTLY what they say. It's great and funny. The outcome can be hilarious...

The wedding cake had been cut and a break in the reception had let the best man give his toast; he now prepared to address the Bride and Groom. So much sappiness was about to ensue. George stood at the front of the table, holding a neatly stacked pile of cards. "You'll take turns drawing one, read it, and then the other answers."

It was clear that they had been placed in an order. The first few were the same questions or similar.

"Partners name:" "Anthony Lockwood"
"Partners name:" "Lucy Joan Carlyle"

Lockwood: What makes me happy?
Lucy: "That's easy- Me."

Lucy: What makes me sad?
Lockwood: "When I'm not around."

LW: How old am I?
• "Just turned 26."

L: How old am I?
• "24."

LW: "How old was I when I met you?"
L: "15!"

L: "How old was I?"
LW: "14!"

LW: "What was I like as a child?"
L: "I wouldn't know because you still act like a child."

A giggle from the crowd.

L: How tall am I?
• Negative 4'11"

LW: What's my favorite thing to do?
• "Update your magazine subscriptions."

L: What's my favorite thing to do?
• "Sketch."

LW: What do I do when you are not around?
• "Fence."

L: "If I become famous, what will it be for?"

Lockwood became quiet. The skull that had started it all would always be a touchy subject. "Let's skip that one shall we." The questions got off. George had originally planned it out so that the answers would be as sappy as possibly. Now they were becoming unpredictable. But this way worked too.

What am I good at?
• "Making me smile."

What am I not good at?
• "...cooking"

What makes you proud of me?
• "When you stand up for what you believe in."

LW: What is my favorite food?
• "Blue food. The Blue donuts"

"What do we do together?"
• "Everything"

How are you and I the same?
• "We both think with our stomachs!"

Lockwood: Where is my favorite place to eat?
• "The shop on the Southbank. You like to make fun of the tourists."

Lucy: If I could go anywhere, where would it be?
• "The Caribbean"

Lockwood: Do you think you could live with me FORVER?
• "Good God no. Done it before remember?"

She laughed. His breath caught, just like it always did when she did that, as she smiled; she moved to touch his cheek with her hand.
"Forever and a day."

She brushed a tousled lock of hair aside that had threatened to obscure his eyes from her gaze. He grasped the one hand while she picked up one of the last cards from the pile. He studied her fingers on his flesh with fascination. His privilege to hold on to them till death do them part. Or forever seeing the nature of their profession. Funny how death had brought them together in the first place. He grinned. They would go through life together like that hands, intertwined always ready to jump into the next adventure. He pulled himself back into the current one he had just happily jumped into.

Lucy was reading the card.

"What is your favorite thing about me?"
"That you love me unconditionally."

In a back corner, Quill Kipps wiped a singular tear off his face while he bounced his young son on his lap. That had almost been cuter than the stupid vows.