"AWWWH HEEEEEEELL NAAAAAAH!" Luke screamed in his most racist impersonation of a black woman. Luke dived under Layton's gentlemanly hook and punched him in the balls. "Sweet cahonas!" exclaimed Layton, before suffering from a hilarious sitcom pratfall. Luke could almost hear the laugh track but it was of no concern to him as he needed to save Flora. He rushed over to Flora. "Are you okay Flora?" "Mmmph mmph mmmphphmhpmh!" "Oh yeah, I keep forgetting about the damn duct tape". Luke removed the duct tape from Flora's eyes. "Wait a second, why couldn't you talk if the duct tape was over your eyes?" Luke questioned. "I know, it happened back in Chapter 3 as well. I guess the author of this fanfic is just a big fuckin' retard" said Flora. "True dat" agreed Luke.
The two of them ran out of the room and into sweeeeeet, sweeeeet, sweet victory, yeeeah! (just imagine that that one Spongebob song is playing in the background there). Layton woke up, all in a gentlemanly tussle. "FUUUUUCK" exploded Layton in his best impression of an atomic bomb. His balls were still sore from Luke's puny hands, but that was of no concern to him. It had been at least four minutes since he last masturbated, so he needed to find Luke and Flora.
Meanwhile, Luke and Flora were desperately running to the front door. The author felt like a change of scenery so they burst through the front door and into the busy streets of…
Boston! "Why are we in fuckin' Boston!" exclaimed Luke. "Beats me" said Flora "but while we're here, let's go gave some fun!".
"The only fun you two will be having is with my dick!"
Luke and Flora spun around. It was…DON PAOLO!