"Ah... Luke my boy..." Layton cleared his throat nervously, a blush staining his cheeks as he moved his head up to see the top of the boys head "Could you... Get up?"
Sorry, Let's start at the beginning of the day...
Today has turned out just horribly for the apprentice of the great Profesor Layton, one bit of bad luck after another. First Luke's hat disappeared, taking the apprentice at LEAST 2 hours to find it under the sink's cabinet. (How it got there, he shall never know) Then he could not solve any of the puzzles the Professor presented him with!
And to top it all off, he spilled Tea all over the table, resulting in him getting up to get a towel, in which he tripped on the way out of the kitchen...
Which brings us to where we are now, with the small blushing boy laying on top of the Professor, who had, regrettably, been there to break the fall.
With bright cheeks, Luke shot up and off the Professor, stumbling, and almost falling again, had Layton not reached out quick enough to steady him.
Luke looked up nervously at the Professor, not noticing the light pink that dusted his cheeks.
"S-sorry Professor! I'll go get that towel now!" Luke squeaked before darting out of the room, leaving an amused, and still blushing, Professor behind.
Dear me,
I believe you have fallen back into your Professor Layton obsession, this can't be good D:
Love,
Me.