"Hey Lucy, remember when you had everyone calling you Wyldestyle," Emmet said to his fiancé. It had been a couple of months since their engagement and Lucy was visiting Emmet's apartment in Bricksburg to plan some wedding details.

"Yeah, I do remember that," Lucy said with a nervous chuckle.

Without sensing his fiancé's discomfort in the conversation continued, "Why did you have people call you that? Lucy is such a nice name."

"What? Oh..um..I don't know?"

"Oh come on, sure you do. You know I wouldn't keep anything from you."

"Yeah, I know. What I'm going to tell you is something that I have never told anyone else before so you have to keep it a secret. Ok?"

"Sure, I promise I won't tell anyone." Emmet set his laptop down on the coffee table to give Lucy his full attention.

"My mother's name was Lucy and she was like my best friend. I had no other siblings to play around with and I wasn't the most social of kids, but my mom was always there for me and I wanted to grow up to be just like her.

She too was a master builder and went off to work each morning. Although there was no prophecy yet, she knew the dangers of the kragle if put into the wrong hands and she sought out the piece of resistance to stop anything before it happened. Originally, my mom was going to keep her work a secret from me but when she found out that I too was a master builder, she couldn't not tell me.

Anyway, each day before she left she would say 'see you later, alligator' and I would respond with an 'after a while, crocodile.' I could not wait for her to get back home to be with her again and hear all about her searchings for the piece. One day when my mom went to go she did not say 'see you later, alligator', she instead simply said 'Goodbye' and left. I didn't think much about it until she never came home that night. I was worried sick, mom had left me alone before during the day but never during the night. That night I fell asleep on the couch until I was woken up by a knock on the door. I thought that it had to be my mother. I was so excited that I didn't even check to see who it was; so you can imagine my disappointment when it turned out to be an old man. He told me his name was Vitruvious and that he had worked with my mother, Lucy. He then went on to tell me that my mother had died and her last wishes were for the man to teach me how to become a real master builder.

Now that I think about it, it was really dumb of me to with the strange man considering I didn't even know him, but, nonetheless, I went. I was trying so hard to fight back the tears because I didn't want anyone to see me cry. Vitruvious asked me what my name was and I just couldn't say Lucy-that was my mom's name and it grieved me to even think of it. So, I said that it was Building Queen or something dumb like that, I actually don't remember the first name I came up with.

That night, I made it my life goal to find this 'piece of resistance' just like my mother wanted to do. Plus, when I heard the prophecy I really wanted to be 'the special' but that's beside the point. The reason I didn't want to be called Lucy was that, I just wanted to forget her so I made up new tough sounding names to conceal who I really was, but I guess you brought out the real me, Emmet."

Lucy was so into her own story that she hadn't noticed that Emmet had picked his laptop back up and was playing solitaire. "Emmet, weren't you even listening."

Emmet looked up with a surprised look on his face and said, "Hm, what? Oh, right your story. Yeah..um..I can totally see now."

"Ugh, you weren't listening were you?"

"Um, no, I wasn't listening," Emmet said sheepishly with a small smile.

"That's ok, I still love you," said Lucy as she leaned on Emmet's shoulder