Hiya! I am back with another fluffy chapter of Garcy! I love writing their life together in the 1920s so I'll try to keep writing these little snapshots. Let me know what you think and as always, thank-you so much for reading!

Garcia grinned to himself as he neared the house from his work in the fields. It was nearly dark out and the shadows of dusk still clung to the mountainous slopes behind him. The evenings were Garcia's favorite part of the day as he got to relax and enjoy time with Lucy.

As he hopped up the stairs of their house enthusiastically, he heard Lucy's soft voice speaking to their pup, Walter. Garcia huffed out a laugh as it was not the first time he had caught her conspiring with young dog. Last week, Garcia had walked in on Lucy dancing with Walter, the dog's eyes filled with adoration as he stared up at Lucy.

"Keep it cool and casual, Walter," Lucy murmured. Garcia hesitated in the doorway for a moment. "You're right, buddy, I need to pull it together," Lucy huffed out.

Garcia grinned and stepped through the doorway. Lucy quickly ceased her efforts to fold an already folded blanket and grinned at him, Walter at her side.

"Hi," Lucy said.

"Hi," Garcia responded slowly as he removed his hat and set it on the table nearby. He studied her stiff posture and overly enthusiastic smile. "Everything okay?" he asked.

"Mhmmmm," Lucy hummed her reply and took a few blind steps backwards toward the nearby kitchen table. Garcia's eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"You sure? You're acting a little strange," he countered. Lucy reached for something on the table and pulled it behind her back abruptly. Garcia quirked a smile and stepped closer to her. "Stranger than normal, I mean," he teased as he leaned to the side in an attempt to peek behind her back.

"Hey! You better watch it, pal," Lucy said as she swatted his arm with a chuckle. Garcia's smile only widened.

He watched as hesitation briefly flickered across Lucy's face. She tilted her head up to meet his gaze and her eyes softened warmly. Lucy quickly moved her hands from behind her back and shoved a brown parcel into his hands with a bite of her lip. Garcia glanced down at it in confusion and surprise.

"It's a gift," Lucy supplied, her eyes now bright with excitement as she watched him carefully. Garcia felt his own excitement bubble in his chest, feeding off of her emotion.

"What's the occasion?" Garcia asked, his eyes bright.

"Does a woman need an excuse to spoil her husband?" Lucy countered with feigned insult. "It's just a little something I made...no big deal," Lucy added nonchalantly.

You made this?" he asked, lifting the parcel slightly. Lucy nodded with a sheepish smile and his excitement doubled. In his mind, anything Lucy had taken time to make for him would be perfect. There was a dramatic pause.

"What're you waiting for? Open it!" Lucy laughed. "Unless you don't want it?" she teased, reaching for the parcel. Garcia swatted her hands away.

"No, no, no, this is my present...paws off," he grinned and then slowly tore the brown paper surrounding the gift.

Garcia felt a sudden tug on his heart as his eyes landed on burgundy fabric. His eyes widened slightly and his smile brightened a few watts as he lifted a burgundy turtleneck from the paper.

The clear time and effort Lucy had put into making it for him made his heart ache with love and affection.

Garcia looked up from his gift and was met with Lucy's eager eyes awaiting his reaction. As proper words escaped him, Garcia quickly wrapped his arms around Lucy and lifted her off of the ground in a spin.

"I take it you like it?" Lucy laughed as he set her back on her feet a moment later.

"Like it? Lucy, I love it...it's perfect," he praised and her face lit up proudly.

"Well, it's not exactly in style yet, but I consider you a trendsetter," she said with a cheeky grin as her hands brushed up his chest.

"I'll be the envy of the town," Garcia smiled down at her.

"You know...you should try it on to make sure it fits properly," Lucy started, her eyes bright with mischief. "As the creator of this turtleneck, I understand all of its angles and features," she added. Garcia hummed in agreement.

"Turtlenecks can be notoriously difficult to handle alone," Garcia agreed with a forced seriousness. Lucy nodded knowingly.

"So, I think it would be best if I assisted you in this endeavor," Lucy supplied, her lips fighting to hold back her smile. Garcia allowed a chuckle to rumble through his chest as he grabbed Lucy's hand.

"I couldn't agree more," he murmured and gently tugged her towards their bedroom. Garcia stretched out his leg to block Walter's path as he attempted to follow them. "It's okay, buddy, the two of us will be able to handle this turtleneck on our own," Garcia quipped. Lucy's laughter echoed loudly as he closed the door on a very confused Walter.