Couldn't resist the temptation to update :3

Also, may have spoilers, read this fic with extreme caution!


''What's going on?!'' Flora yelled.

''Flora, that is the most sensible thing anyone's said all day, let me give you an upside down hug to the best of my abilities,'' Layton said proudly.

''WELCOME TO CNIBBLE,'' said this random fat caveman, cutting open the net. They all fell onto the sand, stunned. Obviously, Bill Hawks was at the bottom of the pile. Squished by everyone else.

''This is a strange welcome,'' Luke dragged himself out from under Don Paolo.

''WE EAT YOU NOW,'' the fat caveman informed them.

''Why am I not surprised?''

Five minutes later, everybody was tied to spits over a fire.

''I hate you Clive,'' Emmy muttered angrily as she was rotated over the blaze.

''Love you too.''

Meanwhile, Layton was trying to work out an escape route.

''This reminds me of a puzzle.''

!

''Oh, Layton, not now...''

''We have just enough time to free ourselves from the ropes. The rest can run ahead while Descole distracts them...''

''Why me, dammit?!'' Descole yelled.

''Would you like me to reveal your identity?''

''And how would I distract them?'' the villain resigned himself.

''Why, it's obvious,'' Layton wished his hands were free so he could epically point, ''with FANSERVICE, of course!''

''...No.''

''Syca-''

''ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!''

Everybody fleed while Descole distracted the cannibals, dressed in a sexy neko outfit.

''RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!'' Luke screamed, dragging the others behind him.

''DON'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE!''

They scaled the cliff again and, once out of reach of the people of Cnibble, sat down for a picnic.

Because being roasted on a spit makes people hungry.

''Would you like to hear a puzzle, Luke?'' asked the professor serenely.

''You bet professor!'' Luke cried, eyes shining in anticipation.

''A group of people go on an adventure. The Laytonmobile sinks. How many people come home?''

''...Um... everyone?''

''Nope, the answer is 0.''

Everyone looked scandalized, traumatised and unloved.

Meanwhile, everyone except the Professor and Flora was in a corner whispering.

''What's going on?'' asked Flora.

''SSSSHHHH! You're not part of the club!'' Luke whispered.

''What club?''

''The People-Who-Hurt-The-Professor's-Feelings club.''

''How did you hurt the professor's feelings?''

''By getting on the Titanic.''

''Oh, I see.''

A woman and a man appeared in the corner.

''IT'S CLAIRE AND RANDALL!'' Don Paolo exclaimed.

''What? We hurt his feelings too. Don't exclude us.''

''This club is hereby disbanded.'' The Professor said, spinning around and all of a sudden he was wearing a wig and an unspeakably pink cardi.

''Okay...?