The Bond between True Gentlemen
There was a knock on Luke's door. "Come in", Luke said, voice stirring with whimsy and youth. Layton entered the door, donning his top hat, as always. "Oh, hi Professor" Luke said. "Hi Luke" Layton said with his usual gentlemanly demeanour. Layton took a key out of his pocket and shoved it viciously into Luke's keyhole. The turning of the key caused a scraping sound that was very quiet, but just loud enough to cause Luke to be annoyed by it. "Professor, could you turn that key any slower?" "Quiet Luke, I'm trying to build dramatic tension". After what seemed like a year, Layton had finally turned the key a full 360 degrees and locked the door. Luke breathed a sigh of relief. "Some Professor you are, taking that long to lock a door. Speaking of which, why are you locking the door Professor?" Luke commented, a slight hint of fear in his youthful voice.
Layton took in his surroundings. Luke's room was quite barebones, at least compared to Layton's lavish and very gentlemanly room. There was a teddy bear, a wardrobe, a bed, a lamp on a coffee table, and not much else. Layton scoffed at the teddy bear. At nine years old he had been solving Rubik cubes and learning off the Fibonacci sequence, and here was Luke, his assistant, playing with stuffed animals. "Luke, after this I want you to take that stuffed creature and throw it into my wood chipper" Layton said, anger in his voice. "You have a wood chipper?" Luke questioned. "Of course, what gentleman doesn't?" retorted Layton.
"So what exactly is it you want Professor?" questioned Luke, who was growing irritated at the fact that Layton had been standing completely still for at least five minutes. "Well, my boy, there's a puzzle that needs solving…
And it involves your dick!"