Professor Layton Questioning Session: The Rebirth!


The beloved authoress waltzed into the room, happy as could be. "You guys! Clive just got back with the letters! We have even more dares and stuff! Aren't you all excited!"

"No." Clive retorted, walking in and handing her the letters.

"Alright! Lets get this party started!"

Okay okay, since I love Clora and all, I'm gonna keep at it for a bit.

So, Flora: Since you wore Luke's clothes, you can wear Clive's now :D I don't care if it's too big...

Clive: So, since Flora's in your clothes, you can wear either Descole's or Layton's old clothes. I dunno. I'll let the amazing authoress decide :D

Both: Sleep in the same bed tonight. Or the night of the next chapter. Nothing really has to happen... Unless, ah, you want something to happen...

Layton: Ever met a Canadian? Now you have (through a letter...). What do you think of us?

Yeah, that's about all I got because I'm lame. I'm gonna go make some coffee now~

Aurevoir!

-Hanaakarii

"Coffee! My dear, why would you make coffee when you make a pefectly good cup of tea! Tea is the life blood of all true gentlemen and ladies alike! Why I-"

Everyone: "LAYTON!"

He froze midrant and chuckled sheepishly. "My apologies."

"Okay! Flora! In Clive's clothes! Clive! In Descole's cape! Layton! Get the boy some pants! Chop! Chop!"

A Few Minutes Later

Flora wore a white collared shirt with a blue tie, a black shirtless jacket over it, with a blue blazer. She wore red pants with black dress shoes with blue socks. On her head was, Clive's signiture ocean blue cap.

She sighed with a blush. "Not again."

Clive shivered. "I-I-I hate t-th-this!"

Clive wore Descole's fluff and cape, with a pair of Layton's pants from his drawer.

"ACHOO!" He sneezed loudly.

"Watch the fluff!" Descole yelled at him.

Gatita snickered. "Alright you two! Tonight you share a room!"

Layton glared at Clive. "You better not do try anything."

Clive gulped.

Gatita: "So what did you think of our Canadian guest, Layton?"

Layton fixed his hat over his eyes. "I have no quarrel with ethnicities, nationality nor race, but that dare of yours better not have my daughter hurt."

"Gotta love a protective father. Don't worry, I think he likes you, he's just in defensive-daddy mode right now. Next letter!"

Im glad you took over the question Gatita! You are awesome X3.

Okay, question time. This might sound weird but - Clive, are you a robot? I don't know why, but I have a really good feeling that you are... No man can handle that many fangirls and live.

And dares!

I dare Emmy to fight a person of her choice.

I dare Sammy Thunder (to the Laytonmobile and get him!) to sing one epic rock song.

That is all. Peace Out!

-Mcawesometon

Gatita giggled. "Aw you! Thanks for the compliment! Now, Layton, I-"

Layton continuosly glares daggers at Clive. He was ready to kill. Clive coward away.

"... On the second thought, Emmy! Go pick up Sammy Thunder! Tell him he has a performance!"

Emmy salutes. "Righty-O!" She goes into the Laytonmobile and drives off.

Clive slowly walks away from Layton. "Er. No. I'm not a robot. And the fangirl thing... can we please just drop that? It was a miracle I survived that torture!"

Emmy walks in with a hyped up Sammy.

Sammy Thunder jumps on the table. "HELLO GATITA'S HOUSE! I have one question for you: are you ready, TO RAWK!"

Gatita: "Er, Sammy? Could you just wait a minute? We still have Emmy's dare to do-"

From some unknown source, music started to play.

Sammy: "I see your dirty face, hide behind your collar. What is done, in vain. Truth is hard to swallow, so you pray to god, justify the way you live a lie - live a lie - live a lie!"

Descole stands. "I usually don't hit little girls, but this will be good exercise."

Emmy pulls a stance. "I'll make you eat those words!"

Emmy vs. Descole: Round 1

Sammy: "And you take your time. And you do your crime. Well you made your bed, I'm in miiiiine."

Both dash towards each other, fists ready.

Sammy: "Because when I arrive, I - I'll bring the fire! Make you come alive. I can take you higher! What is this? Forgot? I must now remind you. Let it rock! Let it rock! Let it rock!"

Emmy pulls a roundhouse. Descole backflips in time, dodging the harsh blow. He sprints at her, dogding her fist by going left. He punches at her head, but Emmy grabs his arm in time and tosses him over her head, and crashing into a wall.

Sammy: "Now the son's disgraced. He who knew his father when he cursed his name, turned and chased the dollar. But it broke his heart. So he he stuck his middle finger to the world! To the world! To the world!"

Emmy gasped. "Descole! How dare you!"

Sammy: "And you take your time. And you stand in line. Well you'll get whats yours. I got miiiiiiiiiine."

The duo dueled together. It was a feirce tango of vivacious talented fighters.

Sammy: "Because when I arrive, I - I'll bring the fire! Make you come alive. I can take you higher! What is this? Forgot? I must now remind you. Let it rock! Let it rock! Let it rock!"

Descole grabbed her wrist and tossed her into a rocking chair. It rocked all the way back, then back up. Descole jumped on, his feel firmly planted on the arms of the chair. He smirked cruelly, as he lifted a fist.

Sammy: "Because when I arrive, I - I'll bring the fire! Make you come alive. I can take you higher! What is this? Forgot? I must now remind you. Let it rock! Let it rock! Let it rock!"

But before he could do anything, Emmy grabbed his by the puppy ears, and leaned back heavily on the chair. It went all the way far back, smacking the floor. Emmy took advantage of Descole's disbalance and wrapped her form around him, rolling backwards off the chair.

Sammy: "Because when I arrive, I - I'll bring the fire! Make you come alive. I can take you higher! What is this? Forgot? I must now remind you. Let it rock!"

Luke: "Rock!"

Sammy: "Let it rock!"

Clive: "Rock!"

Sammy: "Let it rock! Just let it rock!"

Luke: "Rock!"

Sammy: "Let it rock!"

Clive: "Rock!"

Sammy: "Let it rock! Let it roooooock! Let it roooooooooock!"

The pair somersaulted as one. They stopped their wheel, with Emmy on top, pinning down a thrashing Descole.

"Pinned ya." She grinned at his fumes.

Descole couldn't get out of her tight grasp, so he admitted to defeat. "Alright. You win, but next time, you wont be so lucky!"

Emmy got off of him. "I'll keep that in mind."

Gatita: "Well THAT was an eventful scene! I hoped it was awesome, Mcawesometon! Now onto the next letter!"

Thankyou for choosing my dare and making it so funny! ^^

I don't know whether I can submit more than one but I will because your writing is so funny!

Dare to Emmy: You have to kick Descole and Clive's butts until one of them cries. Those villains need to taught a lesson, right?

Can I ask a truth to Inspector Grosky (or Emmy can pass it on to him): In the Eternal Diva, on stage you told the audience "no one will lose their lives tonight" right after a load of poor people fell through the floor! Were you aware of this?

-XxJessalinAtaroxX

Gatita paled. "Oh no. Please don't tell me-"

Emmy vs Descole vs Clive: Round 2 (Ding ding ding!)

ONE EPICALLY DESTROYED LIVING ROOM LATER. Deciding they were evenly matched, Descole and Emmy ganged up on Clive.

"Uncle! Uncle!" He cryed as Emmy painfully bent his leg to his ear. Descole had him under his arm in a choke hold.

"This is what you get for sneezing on the fluff!"

Grosky barges in. "Is that the cry of an innocent citi- Oh. It's just Clive."

Gatita pulled him in. "Actually! This is perfect timing! read this letter and answer this question."

Grosky read the letter and hmm. "I think I hear trouble! I Grosky of the Yard shall help!" He dashes out the room.

"Hey! You can't dodge the question like that!"

Luke sighed. "And there he goes."

Great so far :D I have another...

Truth for Luke: So, Luke, who is this mysterious person you send letters to at the beginning of every game?

Truth for the professor: Did you and Sharon (from Mask of Miracles) have a thing going on behind Lando's back?

Dare for DescoLay (love that!): Have a lightsaber war!

Ok, I'm done!

-Professaaaaaah

"Well thats an easy question!" Luke grinned. "I sent them all to Gatita!"

Everyone: "WHAT!"

Clive yanked Luke by the back of his shirt. "Wait. So you knew Gatita all this time!"

"Of course! I knew of her, but we never met face to face before. We've been pen pals!"

Everyone was silent.

Gatita sighed. "I'm sorry, but you seem to have forgotten rule six on the first page. Only games and characters with english release. I know next to nothing about Mask of Miracles. So that question is unanswerable. And I did NOT just read that last dare..."

Layton vs. Descole: Round 3

Layton and Descole pull out lightsabers, but before they clash, he turns to Luke.

Descole: "Luke. I... am your father!"

Luke falls to his knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Layton slashes at him, but Descole blocks. "How dare you! I wanted to say that!"

Gatita sighed in aggrivation. "Can we plase have no more fights in the house! Next letter!"

Hahaha! I logged into my account X3 :P

Anyway, that was fun :D Send me Luke's pic, Emmy! :DDD I would love to share them with his adoring fans XD

I wanted to ask the Professor a puzzle but I'll leave that to next time...Right now...I have to fulfill Gatita and Emmy's wish... After all, a true gentleman always keeps his promises...

The Pic:

http:/khrssc. deviantart. com/art/Descole-x-Layton-204192030?q=boost%3Apopular%20Descole%20and%20Layton&qo=7

This is not my drawing...just inside my drawer XD

If that doesn't work...then tell me on the next chapter ;3 If it does and you want more...There's a lot more in my drawer XD

And Congratulations, Clive, for doing the 'spill tea at the Professor' dare :D May your relationship with Flora be recognized XDDD

On to the Truth or Dares :D

Now Professor... :3 I dare you to wear the most ungentlemanly clothes you can think of...X3 It can be anything EXCEPT FORMAL CLOTHES...got it? :)

and here's a truth for Descole...WHY THE HELL DO YOU LOOK SO MUCH LIKE LAYTON? OAO *dramatic music* DUN DUN DUNNNNN

I mean, your hair looks the same as Layton's...and you have the same skin color...and now, I've form a theory about the reason why you wear a mask...BECAUSE YOU HAVE THE SAME EYES LIKE LAYTON!

...are you two related? o.O

And Emmy...can you kick the hell out of Bill Hawks? I despise him that I'm starting to plan something evil... . -innocent face- :3

Sorry for this letter being so long...I just have a lot of ideas XD

-deathfox13

Emmy and Gatita squeeled.

Emmy: "That is so adorable!"

Gatita: "I remember seeing that! Thank you for letting me see it again. It is soooooo cute!" (For anyone who wants to see it, take the spaces out from the link. I did that so fanfiction wouldn't butcher the link.)

Descole and Layton's jaws drop.

Layton pulled his hat over his face. "I... I don't know what to say to that."

Descole gags. "UDG! Me? With the enemy! With Layton of all people! NO!"

Gatita grabs Laytons wrist and drags him upstairs. "Okay you! Time to change clothes!"

Layton gulps. "O-oh dear!"

A Few Minutes Later

Emmy checks her wrist watch. "How long are they going to take."

Layton walked down stairs in jeans and white T-shirt, with a red hoodie over it. Of course, the hat wasn't comprimisable, so it remained. He sat down next to Emmy.

"I feel ridiculous." He huffed.

She flushed. "I. Um. Er."

He looked at the girl worriedly. "Emmy?"

"Is THAT a new hat Professor!" She turned away quickly.

Descole chuckled. "Seems you have an admirer."

Gatita: "Speaking of which! Why DO you somewhat resemble Layton?"

Descole sipped his wine. "I do? I never really noticed before." Another sip.

Layton leans in, closely inspected him.

This annoyed him. "Please. Its that picture all over again."

Layton immediatly leaned back with a grimace.

Emmy gets up. "One Bill Hawk flambay, coming up!"

Gatita facepalms. "Why is everyone obssessed with fighting this chapter!"

Emmy vs. Bill Hawks: Round 4

Emmy sneaks up behind the Prime Minister in a black ninja outfit. Then she pounces. Loud screams of dispair could be heard all around that night. But not a fuck was given that day...

Emmy returns to the house happy as could be. "I sure gave THAT arse a run for his money!"

"Awesomesauce!" Gatita cheshire grins. "Clive~?"

Clive: "I swear! If one more person asks me if I like Flora, I'll scre-"

Hehe, I can't be bothered logging in.

Clive: Ouch bro, fangirls sound like they hurt. Ahem. Yeah, answer the question. DO YOU LIKE FLORA? Just coz everyone wants to know:3

Luke:No questions, you're just dang cute:3

Layton: Do you have another hat?

Everyone: Do you guys like EVER change? You allllllwaaaaaaays wear the same clothes.

Miaow. Happy trials!

-singstar101

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" He ran out the room.

Luke snickered. "I like this letter. Thinks I'm cute AND made Clive go nuts!"

Layton: "Now Luke. A true gentlemen doesn't laugh at the expense of others."

Luke: "But Professah! The whole point of this IS to laugh at the expense of others!"

Layton: "... good point. Carry on, my boy."

Gatita plucks Layton's hat off his head. "Soooo. Don't you have a spare of this exact hat somewhere?"

Layton ungentlemenly snatches it out of her hands and back on his head. "Yes... but I prefer this one over it."

Emmy: "And of course we change! See this coat? I wore my dandelion-yellow one one's lemon-yellow!"

Gatita sweatdropped. "There was a difference?"

:O Those... THINGS you call fangirls... How COULD you let them do THAT to my Clivey? If your story wasn't so awesome, I would stopping reading this instant...

Since poor Clivey has been tortured it's only fair the others receive similar treatment- (By treatment I mean dares!)

Layton: Remove. Your. Hat. My. Good. Man.

Descole: Dress up in a Puppy-Pirate costume.

Flora: You will be trapped in a giant glass tube like the one Clive trapped you in during the unwound future.

Luke: ...You will be let off lightly this time because you remind me of Clivey.

Emmy: You will not speak, look at or go within three steps of Prof Layton.

:Evilgrin: Mwhahaha! Clive shall be avenged!

-Cliverox

Gatita: "Um... thanks... I think... was that a compliment or an insult... Anyways! Yes! Your letter shall avenge your Clivey!"

Clive: "I'd rather you not call me that."

Gatita: "Shut up or it's back to the fangirls!"

Clive takes a step back.

Gatita: "Just so you know, there are two types of fangirls in the world. Theres the simple ones who have a crush and stalk. Then there are FANGIRLS. The ones in the dungeon, who rape and pillage. Its a horrible sight. NOW GIVE ME THAT FRICKEN HAT!"

"NO!" Layton grabs the brims of his hat and yanks it down, preventing Gatita from successfully pulling it off.

"Give me that hat! Or else you go to fangirl hell!"

He suddenly lets go, sending the poor authoress flying.

"... ouchies..."

"Gatita!" Luke, Flora and Emmy rush to her side.

Layton: "Traitors."

Gatita gets up and dusts herself off. "I'm fine. I hate to burst your bubble, Cliverox, but Descole IS wearing a puppy-pirate costume."

Descole: "I resent that, you quesionable feline!"

A glass dome appears out of no where and traps Flora. She bangs on it with fists and screams. "!"

Layton: "Hey look! A hidden puzzle!"

Luke sighs. "Thanks for letting me off the hook!"

Emmy: "What do you mean I mean I can't go near the Profess-"

By some weird force, Emmy was magically pushed away ftom Layton, like two opposing magnets.

Emmy: "... I wont question it." She sat silently.

Gatita: "Onto the next one!"

LOL! that was funny.

For Gatita- Is it O.K. to kill characters? like bill If so can he come back alive to be killed again?

Everyone- Dare you to listen to the song "The Great Escape by Boys Like Girls", and tell me what you think of it.

For Descole- Dare you to bang your head against the desk. :D

For Clive- Dare you to kidnap bill (I don't think his name is worth capitalizing) and bring him hear,... also got a bow and arrow? *smiling* I'm really bad at archery.

Everyone- Here is a puzzle. A rich man, who owns a DOME house, lets say bill, hosts a party for all his friends, no that doesn't sound right 'cause he has no friends, bill invites all the people who hate him. The next day, Chemly discovers he is dead, what a surprise! The Question is 'Who killed him?' I know a lot of people want to kill him, but they narrow it down to five people. Layton says he didn't do it because he was talking to party guests. Clive says he didn't kill him, because he was singing "I sexy and I know it" on the dance floor. Dimitri says he didn't murder him because he was having a snack. I am the maid and couldn't have killed him because I was dusting the corners. Lastly, Luke says he couldn't have done it because he was outside kissing Flora. One of them are lying. The one who is lying killed bill. So, Who killed that disgusting creature known as bill.

Good Luck

~Blue Jay

"Hmm. I actually don't like Bill to the point, I don't even want him in my house! I hate his guts! Grrr." Gatita thinks for a moment. "Fine. You can kill him. I should be able to bring him back. BUT NOT IN MY HOUSE."

Clive walks in with Bill Hawks in a sack. "So I wasn't supposed to bring him here?"

"Grrrrr. Get him out."

Clive pulls the body out of the sack.

"NO! I meant get him out of my house!"

"Oh!" Clive puts him back and tosses him out the window.

Gatita: "Okay Descole! You know what to do!"

The phantom-puppy man crossed his arms. "Now why would I want to-" WAM!

Emmy giggled. "Woopsy. My hand slipped."

Gatita taps her red nose in thought. "Hey Layton! Have you figured out this puzzle? Layton?" She turned to see the man staring at his hat in the distance. "I guess he isn't going to do it. Luke!"

Luke scratches his head. "Why am I outside kissing Flora?"

"Er... looks like he wont solve it either. Emmy!"

"Don't look at me!"

"Some number one assistant you are! Descole!"

"Isn't it obvious? It was Clive. He killed him with his singing."

Clive: "HEY!"

Gatita scratched her head in agitation. "This is worse than the riddler who can't solve riddles! Screw it! We're skipping to the music!"

Three minutes Later

Gatita: "Okay everyone! Opinions?"

Luke:"It was awesome!"

Clive: "I second that comment."

Emmy: "I third it!"

Flora: "Um. I forth it!"

Descole: "Not bad."

Layton: "Not really my cup of tea."

Everyone glares at him.

Layton: "I mean! It was wonderful!"

Bill Hawks: "What a horrible song! I thought my ears were bleeding!"

Gatita: "When did you get in here! Grrr. Next letter."

Dear Gatita,

You are a gifted author. I wouldn't say the greatest, but still.

I totally LOLed when I read the 'What's for breakfast? Your soul.' part! I imagined you have a Darth Vader voice!

Professor, could you tell us more about your drunk story? If you decline, Luke, tell us, PLEASE!

Emmy, show Arianna Luke's picture!

DARES:

Aunt Taffy, I dare you to give candy to EVERY single adult in the characters!

Clive, I know you remember me for daring you to kill Bill Hawks... but I want something different: Kill Hawks AND Jakes from now on. Get to killing! Chop chop! Chop them both with a butcher's knife!

Sincerely,

Hershel Triton and Luke Layton

The Professor looks down at Luke. "Don't you dare."

Luke took a deep breath. "WhentheProfessahgotdrunkhe-"

"LUKE!" He chased him into the kitchen.

IN THE KITCHEN Layton was throwing fruit at Luke's head, as the boy ducked under a table.

"The Professah" duck. "Said something" duck "about a guy he" duck "kissed as an" duck "exeriment!"

"LUKE!" Layton jumped over the table, catching the boy by surprise.

Emy smirked. "Hold him down Professor! I'm going to show Arianna that picture!"

Luke paled, then flushed. "N-no! You can't do that!"

"I can and I will!" She grinned.

The doorbell rang. "That must be her right now!"

While Emmy skipped off to answer it, Gatita was elsewhere.

All the Way in Misthallery

Aunt Taffy: "So let me get this straight. You want me to sell my goods to adults, because of a dare?"

Gatita grinned. "Yup! Can't dissapoint the fans, now can we?"

Aunt Taffy grumbles under her breath. "Fine! But just for today!"

In only a few seconds, every single adult in Misthallery had lined up for her candy.

Aunt Taffy swung wads of cash around. "AH'M RICH!"

Back Home

Arianna stared at the picture blankly. "Um... Luke. Why were you in a dress?"

Luke, who in a death grip via Layton, had stopped thrashing around. "I-I-I I mean. I-It was a dare. I had to do it!" He groaned miserably. How could he look her in the eye after this?

"And while we're in the kitchen." Clive said, plucking a butcher knife off the counter. "It's a good thing Gatita isn't home." The knife glinted dangerously. The insanity had returned to Clive's eyes. "Her floor is about to get... mmm. Messy. God I love this reviewer."

After a nice walk home, Gatita felt a disturbance in the force. "My floor-rug senses are tingling." Opening her front door, she saw a horrifying sight.

There were dead bodies...

BLEEDING ON HER FRESHLY CLEANED CARPET!

"CLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!" She screeched.

Clive walked in, covored in blood, holding a bloody knife. "What?"

"YOU RUINED MY FLOOR! YOUR GETTING ME A NEW ONE TOMMOROW!"

Clive rubbed his ear. "Jeez. You don't have to be so loud. So next letter?"

"Actually. No. This day has gone on long enough. Any letters I didn't do, will definately be answered tommorow, and very quickly. I can guaranty that."

Descole was the first to leave. "Finally. I can now get some sleep."

Emmy yawned, as did Flora. Everyone was happy to finally go to bed.

Gatita had placed a hand on Luke's shoulder. "Actually Luke. I have a mission for you." She pulled a mouse out of pocket. "You remember Toppy."

"Toppy!" He hugged his mouse friend.

"Your mission, is to use Toppy to supervise Flora and Clive tonight, with a special mini camera. Think he could do that?"

Luke nodded. "Of course Toppy could do that!"

They both grinned. "Perfect."

Tommorow was going to be great.