Okay, this is actually just me being really mean to my friend who wrote this fic (.net/s/4760566/1/Pocketwatches_and_DuctTape which I love, by the way, and highly recommend you read if you haven't already) but I started writing it, and then I finished it two minutes later because it's super short and really stupid.
Luke and Professor Layton were walking in the park one day when, SUDDENLY, a boy fell out of a tree.
"OMG!" cried Leyton, "who the hell are you?"
Boy-Who-Falls-Out-Of-Trees dithered.
"Er… Klaus?"
"You don't look like a Klaus," Luke squeaked annoyingly.
"Fine, Tom then," said Tom.
"Is that short for Thomas?" Leiton asked.
"NO. DON'T CALL ME THOMAS, I HATE THOMAS, ONLY MY NON-EXISTENT MOTHER UP IN GLASGOW CALLS ME THOMAS."
"Oh alright then," said Reiton.
"Incidentally, I'm from the future and I'm someone you know but I won't tell you who even though I look a whole lot like Stupid McStupidface the apprentice here and on such and such a day on such and such a street you should totally stay away because otherwise you'll totally die."
"I immediately believe you."
"Bitchin' now I don't have to get shot."
"WAIT ARE YOU FUTURE LUKE? OMG YOU ARE."
"Er, yeah a bit."
"Brilliant, let's go have butt secks."
"Bitchin' I love fucking professors."
THE END