IN WHICH: Layton and Luke go to McDonald's

Chapter 1: Not So Lovin' it.

Layton and Luke were driving around town doing errands and telling each other puzzles. Luke ran out of puzzles five minutes in and it seemed that Layton would never run out. Luke gave up on the puzzles and said "I'm a little hungry. Could we get something to eat?"

"Sure, Luke. I'm a little peckish myself. How about we go to McDonald's?"

They went into McDonald's and took a moment to look over the menu. Luke really didn't want to encounter anymore puzzles so he studied the menu closely. "Professah?" Luke said after some silence. "Is there anything on the menu that won't remind you of a puzzle?"

Layton took only two seconds to think about it. "No…And that reminds me of a puzzle!"

Luke ran out of McDonald's and into the parking lot screaming in frustration. He couldn't take it anymore. Then his head exploded in a remarkable deluge of red blood and pink brain pieces. His headless body lamely fell to the ground. Layton was oblivious and began to order a salad. Luke's headless body began to bleed dark red and the pool of blood grew larger and larger as the colour disappeared from his skin. He was a completely motionless pale body in a puddle of blood that contained one-hundred percent of his blood. It stained his clothes in large spots and drops.

Layton walked out to the parking lot carrying a salad and an iced tea to eat at home later. He had his eyes closed and was smiling as he walked past Luke's body. "C'mon, Luke. Let's go home," Layton continued to walk to the car. Luke's body got up the way a possessed rag-doll does and followed him to the car and sat in the front passenger seat as he always does. Then they stared to drive off

After they got onto a quiet road, Layton looked over at Luke all smiley then saw that no head sat upon his shoulders and he also saw that he was leaving blood all over the car. Luke looked back at him but it was hard to tell since it was only his neck that moved.

"OHMYGAWD, LUKE! YOUR HEAD IS GONE!1!1!" The car swerved off the road and ran into a tree. The Laytonmoblie was crushed and Professor Hershel Layton was among the mixed blood and twisted metal. A jagged, yet sharp, piece of metal from the bonnet had penetrated the windshield then Layton's chest. After cracking a few ribs, puncturing the left part of his right lung and heart that still held a beat (making each pulse cut itself into the projectile) and then finally cutting his abnormally straight spine in half though a soft spinal disk, the metal pinned him to the back of the seat. Since the metal was jagged, it made Hershel's death much bloodier, more gruesome, and more painful than if it had been perfectly sharp.

As he took a last breath he said only two words "Two birds", as it was the answer to the puzzle he was telling Luke. Because the metal had punctured his lung, after he spoke, blood dripped from his mouth. He was bleeding all around where the foreign substance had entered and exited the body (not to mention the internal bleeding, leaving purple-coloured pools of blood just under the skin). Hershel was also coughing up coughing up blood and tiny lung pieces that had become loose and had worked their way up his system by the violent nature of his coughing.

He died shortly thereafter.

Then Luke truly died from "illogical-ness" and then the roof of the car collapsed on him suddenly because a limb from the tree had fallen. The car collapsing on top of the fragile boy made the paramedics think that was the initial cause of death just by looking at the scene.

And just what is a story without a moral?

Too many puzzles can kill: Don't become too obsessed.

Author's note: Also, don't even walk through a parking lot with your eyes closed like Professah did. It's a really stupid choice. Also, keep your eyes on the road at all times (I don't even have a permit, but it still freaks me out when people text or are not paying attention while driving) So promise me you'll drive safely and not hit any trees ,okay? And one more thing, (low scary voice) ALWAYS GET THE SWEET TEA. ALWAYS. I don't care if you're on a diet.