Heyo People! This is my first Professor Layton Fanfiction, Hopefully you guys enjoy. This should be a 5 Part story, so stay tuned for the rest coming soon.
For my thomas fans, sorry I haven't posted much recently, Just went through a break up, so hang with me.
Chapter 1 - Morning Spill
Ernest sat still in the office. He Always got there early, and left late. He was a complete workaholic, but the workplace was right for him. It had been a whole year since the debacle remarking his true identity, but that part of him was in the past. He was happy where he was. The room was silent other than the sound of the ticking clock.
Before long their new detective had walked in. Ernest was against the idea of letting him join their small gang, but Inspector Hastings and Katrielle had convinced him otherwise. Katrielle was waist deep in finding out what happened to her father, so an extra pair of hands to help with the demand of cases was a good help. He hung up his yellow trench coat and gave Ernest a small wave.
"Morning Ernest." He said walking over to the filing cabinet.
"Morning Matthew, Did you want a coffee?"
"Yes please, that would be terrific." He said.
His skin was slightly darker, and he had short brown curly hair.
"Did you figure out what you were going to give Kat for her birthday?" He asked as he sifted through paperwork.
"No, not yet. I've been too busy."
"Understandable."
"No it's not," Sherl said, seaming to wake up even though he was awake the entire time. The little dog sat up on the small couch. "Pinstripes should have already spent his entire earnings on her, you know how he is."
Matt nodded at the thought. "Well you aren't wrong there," He smiled, "I knew there was something else Sherl, I was just minding my business. We are detectives after all."
Sherl humfed and curled back up into a ball. Ernest came back out with coffee and tea, and an uneasy look on his face.
"What is it pal?" Matt said softly as he grabbed his coffee. Ernest sat down and twiddles his thumbs.
"I want… I want to tell her how I feel. And ask her out to dinner."
"That might not be the best idea." Matt chuckled.
"She'll care more about the food than you." Sherl grumbled.
"Exactly," Matt sighed, "Maybe a date in the park would be better off?"
"Right… But what if she hates me after that."
"She won't."
"But what if she does-"
"What if she does what?" Katrielle said making a grand entrance.
Ernest turned as red as a tomato. "Oh it's nothing Miss Layton. Nothing at all.
"Alrighty then, Why are you three sitting in the dark?"
The two detectives then realised they had not opened the curtains, nor turned the lights on. But of them shrugged before they went back to their things.
"Tea Miss?"
"Yes Please Ernest." She said as she took of her coat and hat. Ernest was in awe of her. The way her hair shimmered, and they way her dress curved at her waist with the black bowtie. He was so enthralled that had totally forgotten about the tea he was pouring.
"Um, Ernest?" Matt asked concerned as he scooted his papers out of the way.
"Oh fiddlesticks!" He cussed as he snapped back into reality. Matt got up and got a small towel while Katrielle giggled uncontrollably.
"Good one Pinstripes." Sherl laughed.
Matt helped Ernest clean up the mess, though it had soaked into the tablecloth.
Before long Inspector Hastings came into the room.
"Inspector! What can we do for you?" Matt asked straightening his suspenders.
"We need your help on a case, It seems right up your alley Kat." He said catching his breath, he had obviously run there.
"Alright Kat, Lets go." Matt said grabbing his coat back off the stand, and throwing Kat her's. "Ernest, You should do what sherl suggested this morning," Giving him a wink, "Sherl can help you."
Both were about to protest, but both Kat and Matt had already left.
"This is going to be fun." Sherl said sarcastically.