Summery: Something suspicious is going on in the Triton household, and it's up to Mr. Layton, the eccentric Scottish gardener who works for his father, and Miss Reinhold, the naive nanny, to help him.
A/N: I have no idea what is going to happen with this. Basically I wondered what it would be like is Layton was Scottish. So I came up with this- Enjoy!
Luke rapped his fingers impatiently on the desk in his fathers study. He'd waited for two hours for him to return from his week long business trip- and he'd made banners and Granny Riddleton, the chef, had helped him make cupcakes- most of which he'd already ate.
He supported his head up with his free hand, the one he wasn't rapping the desk with, and it slipped, and his head dropped and slammed against the table.
He sighed heavily, and pushed the chair out and stood up. He turned around, and smacked right into the nanny, Miss Reinhold.
Miss Reinhold was a pretty little thing- tall, but delicate, and she always looked surprised when you talked to her, as if you'd caught her by surprise.
"Oh, Luke," She gasped, the same shocked expression on her face, "My word, what are you doing in here?"
"I was making a surprise for my father," Luke told her, "But he's late,"
"Mr Triton?" Miss Reinhold said, as if she'd never heard of him before, "Oh, Luke, he's had to extend his stay until Friday, I thought you'd been informed,"
Luke felt hot tears of anger whelm up in his eyes, "That's six days from now, I made him cupcakes and everything,"
"Now Luke, you mustn't be angry, it's not his fault, he-"
"YES IT IS!" Luke burst into tears, pushed the chair over, and ran out the room.
"Luke!" Miss Reinhold called after him, but he'd already disappeared. She sighed, picked up her skirts and hurried out the room.
A/N: So…yeah, this was pretty short. And I don't know why I made them sound posh, I guess it's set in more old-fashioned times. Ah dunno. R&R!