Dr Professor Mario Layton

by King Granola

When Mario calls on Professor Layton to help him, expect things to go car-azy! LAFFS ALL AROND! How can layton handle musclework, and can Mario actually use his head. Rated K because I said a freakin'. Gasp! And are there some mysteries that even the Prof. can't solve?

1. Chapter 1

Mario was stuck. Mentally, that is. He never had to deal with this kind of stuff before. Bowser wasn't exactly the pointiest star in the box. "So how did he create this genius puzzle" Mario thought. He needed the help of a genius. "Hmmm, it could be Ganondorf, but last they came in contact, he shot Bowser with a Trophy Gun."

"It could also be my nefarious twin brother, Doctor Mario. It could also be Wari-" Mario couldn't even finish this sentence without bursting into laughter. At that moment, he didn't know two things, the answer to the riddle or the man who wrote the blasted thing. "Well, one thing is for certain," Mario said, "I need a Genius"

Meanwhile, In England, in London, in Gressenheller University, in room 285, on a couch, laid Professor Hershel Layton. His sassy maid, Rosa, woke him up and said "Guess what, you got a letter in the mail. And guess what was in it, a puzzle. Big. Freakin'. Surprise."