"OMG!" Layton yelled, waving his arms about like a headless chicken.
"Why are you waving your arms about like a headless chicken?" Luke asked….eating a headless chicken.
"We have been away so long! I don't even know where we were!" He burst into tears, and ate a bit of the headless chicken.
"I can answer that!" I yell heroically, while flying through the window in a top hat and cape.
"You stole mah top hat!" Layton sobbed.
"Yeah, watcha gonna do?" I asked, fixing the top hat, "And anyway, the colour suits me better than it suits you,"
Layton sobbed harder.
"So, as I was about to say- OMG IS THAT A BALD SPOT?" I point at his head, where a huge bald spot is home to.
"Yeah, but-"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Suddenly, everybody that ever excised ((Apart from some bitchy people like Hitler, and Bin Ladin and Justine Beaver)) came into the room and laughed.
An eternity later, I decided to tell them what happened when they were away.
"So, basically I drugged you, knocked you unconscious and hid you in the shed for a couple of months," I shrugged, eating an apple that had somehow appeared in my hand, "How did that get there? Anyway, no biggie, were all friends right?"
Layton grew bright red. He turned into an Native American ((Red Indian for you racist idiots)) and slapped his mouth, hollowing.
Luke, Clive and the rest of the gang did the same, and Flora and Bill Hawks went naked and died of embarrassment ((because Flora was flat, and Bill Hawks was actually a girl)).
They grabbed me and ran out. They ran to a mysterious and horrible place. No man, women or alien could venture in there. People had died going in there and nobody had came out. You're worst nightmares came alive in that room.
And mine were just starting.
Rebecca Black's dressing room.
"NNOOOOOO!" I screamed, while being gagged.
The others went to Walmart ((but we're not in America…)) while Luke kept watch, eating a headless jellyfish.
Who will save me?
Who will stand up and fight?
Who will defeat the Layton-bots ((their evil name. I know, but they came up with it. I didn't have a say)).
Will Luke stop eating headless things?
Will I stop asking so many questions?
Only time will tell….
A/N: OMG, kiddies! I am so sorry! I haven't wrote this in AGES. I sorta went off it, then wanted to go back but I didn't know how to write it any more. So basically now, a couple of carefully selected friends of mine shall come and try to save me.
Every second chapter will be my epic battle ((any my pallies )) against the forces of evil….and whatever it is that Luke is.
Every OTHER chapter will be the usual.
So…um…love you!
PS: I don't think this really counts as an interactive story, I mean, it is just Layton reading stuff and stuff and saying what he thinks.
Tell me what you think. Should I stop this story? I already have a solution if you think I should stop.