As is a mystique obligatory with almost every Layton story, a reference to his hat must go with at least one mention. We'll be abiding to those traditional guidelines for the start of the weekend.

Imagine Worlds: Thank you! A habit of mine is slipping in little bits like that where the reader is reminded that Luke is a charming character...trapped within the body of a ten-or-so year old boy.

The Mocking J: It's alright, no harm done! I don't get fumed that easily. And thank you for the weather compliment! It truly is one of the area's worst burdens.

Please review, as always, it's real nice reading from people who y'know, get up every day and check the story, read it for a bit, and then smile because they like it or something, I dunno. It sounds kinda stupid but it makes me smile too.

Spoilers?: No.

Location: Layton's Quarters, London.

Timeline: Anywhere after Last Specter but before Unwound Future.

Track Listened to While Writing: The Professor's Trunk ~ Fashion from Professor Layton and the Azran Legacy.

Word Count: 293 words.


Tip NO. 008: Hats

"Luke, a true gentleman never removes his hat in public."


"Another case solved by the young, smart, and quite handsome, Professor Luke Triton!"

The young apprentice smiles in the professor's mirror, hands on his hips. A little known secret was that he had always taken a liking to the idea of becoming not only a gentleman, but a professor too.

Even though his knowledge of archaeology or any real deep educational subject wasn't anywhere near as advanced as the professor's. Despite that, he was but a child, and children just love to dream.

The boy is convinced that Layton is unaware of this, and frequently uses what slim opportunities that are available to practice the role of being a well-loved gentlemanly professor. However, given that the professor rarely removes his hat, this is quite a difficult task to perform.

Whenever Luke finds the opportunity, he sports the top hat, and then tries a couple of poses, some of which imitate Layton's own. Unfortunately, the infamous "point" happens to contain a certain charismatic charm that only the great professor, and a few selective judicial applicants, have.

Just as Luke is starting to get the ball rolling, the door opens.

Layton enters his quarters, clothed in a fresh set of his familiar attire after having dried off in the privacy of the bathroom. The only exception is his head, which is concealed by a towel, apparently it still needs some drying.

"Luke, my boy, what on Earth are you...?"

The apprentice jumps out of his skin in shock. He turns around, realizes his cover is blown, and attempts the bizarre.

He hurriedly returns the hat to the professor, and runs out the door, "I wasn't doing anything, I wasn't doing anything, I wasn't doing anything professor, honest!"

Layton is unable to resist a confused expression.