So, on my tumblr account I have been obsessing over Grucy. I had people give me prompts, so I figured I should share them here too. These are just a collection of small pieces, not a long story. - In case you wish to follow me.

This one I had the idea for.

Ring

The past 24 hours of Lucy's life had been a whirlwind. When she woke up early yesterday morning in a fancy hotel room, she had still been Lucy Wilde of the A.V.L. Now she sat first class on a huge plane headed to Australia for her honeymoon as Lucy Gru; wife to the notorious ex-villain and loving father.

Her husband (she was still getting used to just thinking that word) was quietly napping next to her, after graciously giving her the window seat. It gave her an opportunity to observe him better. Not that she hadn't spent enough time with him, over a hundred dates later and she knew more about him than anyone else she'd ever met. But this was a little different. This was her -husband-.

That familiar tinge of excitement ran into the pit of her stomach. To relax herself fingers twisted together in a manner that used to focus her nerves elsewhere. When suddenly she felt the new weight of a wedding ring. It was thicker than her engagement one. Gru knew how she enjoyed some of the more simple things in life so the not-so-over-the-top engagement ring had a round diamond with a thinner silver band. But the hulking one he had slipped on next to it just yesterday afternoon was giant compared to it.

Not sure how long she had been just staring at her left hand, she jumped when Gru's hand suddenly took hers and tugged it closer. Emerald eyes glanced into his blue, his happy expression mixed with the sleepiness of his recent nap.

"Oh!" Those nerves of Lucy's seemed to haste. "Go back to sleep, it's still a long flight to down under!" She applied that accent she had been working on with the last two words, then grinned.

"What es bothering you?" Gru spoke calmly while his fingers held that hand in a loose grip.

Lucy blinked a few times, the tilt of her head making her eyes look to that hand he held. "That ring.. did you pick it out?"

Adjusting himself in the larger seat Gru opened his fingers to just let hers rest on his palm. "No." He simply stated, before the index finger of his left hand touched the silver band she wore. "Dis was my grandmothers. Only thing I recall from her." While he spoke, Lucy found herself just watching his face, not the ring anymore. He didn't seem sad as he spoke of his relative but something else seemed to linger there. "If you don't like et, we'll get you a new one the minute we get back."

A sudden possessive nature took her as she pulled her left hand back, cradling it in her right. "Absolutely not!" Lucy put on a wonderful smile. "This is perfect, Gru. I love it. And you!"

Gru grinned, before leaning his head back to sleep a bit more. His hand reached out to take hers again which she gladly gave. "I love you too."