Hello :)
I am so sorry for the wait and I have no excuse. At all.
1st - The Last Sea Serpent & Kira The Mew (hurray for fusions :D)
2nd - The Mocking J
3rd-5th - Kira The Mew
Descole had done many stupid things in his life - not that he'd ever admit it - but going to Layton's birthday celebration was a whole new level of stupid for him.
Not many seemed excited to see him, but Layton didn't seem to mind. He was too much of a gentleman. He just calmly went into the house, and not even a minute later a horde of teenage girls, and those a bit older, came running out, rushing towards Descole. He did the only sensible thing; run away.
"I want to have your and the Professor's babies; as in, one of you give birth to the babies and then I ADOBT THEM!"
"How does that even make sense?!"
Back at the party, Emmy had a question.
"Professor? Where did all those girls come from?"
"My closet."
"Your closet?!"
"Yes, they've been following me everywhere and refused to leave. I don't have many spare beds, so I told them that if they absolutely had to stay, they'd have to sleep on the floor or find some other alternative. They chose the closet, saying that it'd be easier to spy on me without me noticing, however that works."
Silence.
"Is that what you'd call a closet pervert?"
If you've ever wanted to be chased through a town in 19th century America by an army of Cybermen, then you could say that Professor Hershel Layton was living your dream. It didn't make it much better that the only help he had was from an a very energetic young woman and 11-year old boy, who didn't know when to shut up. They weren't much help, though, when running away from alien invaders. Go figure. And don't mind all the cowboys sitting around, thinking that the entire display was just the sun getting to them, since they wouldn't have been of much help anyway.
To explain their presence there, you could say the fault was that of a certain Time Lord. After another near-death experiance with the Black Guardian, which thankfully this time didn't concern having to find The Key of Time, the Doctor thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to install a new randomizer. It evidently was, which he later found out after getting a signal about trouble in the trio's current timezone. It was only by chance that he came to Layton's time, before they, by chance once again, came to the Cybermen-infected America.
So right now, they were running for their lives, leading the Cybermen into an active gold mine - they had spent a long time convincing the miners in there to get out, having to come up with all sorts of crazy stories - practically praying for the Doctor to show up any moment.
After running around for at least ten minutes in that near-labyrint, they finally heard the sound of the TARDIS. When it materialised, the trio was practically slamming into its doors, had it not been for the Doctor opening in the last minute. Because opening it properly would be the last thing on their minds in a situation like this.
"Took you long enough. Did you deactivate the randomizer?"
"No. I've spent the last month going to 1000 destinations at random, trying to get back here as soon as possible without attracting attention. More than usual. You got them to follow you?"
"Of course. We did bring Luke with us, after all."
"Hey!"
With all the strange things going on in his life, the Professor thought he'd seen it all. That quickly went out the window, when he one day found his office filled and practically made of block structures. Of course, Luke was behind all of this.
"Hey Professah, can you help me built this shelter for when the monsters arrive?"
The Professor only groaned. His psychiatrist was going to have a blast.
The Professor liked Sundays, since there rarely ever happened anything on Sundays. Granted, sometimes there did, but it was still rarer than any other day of the week. This was not one of those days.
"Good morning, Professor," Emmy said, disturbing his tea time. "Look at this thing I built overnight. The lot of it is from spare parts of some of Descole's and Don Paolo's machines. Isn't it cute?" she asked, refering to a little drone-like machine, which had followed her from her room.
The drone looked him up and down and spoke in a rather feminine voice. "This is the person you've been talking about? He seems so unlikeable."
The Professor groaned. "Not again."
It was then that Clive entered, having a conversation with Flora. "All right, I've been thinking, when life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade!"
This got the drone's attention. "Yeah."
Clive only continued. "Make life take the lemons back!"
"Yeah!"
"Get Mad!"
"Yeah!"
"I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these?"
"Yeah, take the lemons!"
"Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Clive Dove lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the man whose gonna burn your house down - with the lemons!"
"Oh, I like this guy."
Meanwhile, Layton was silently sitting, hoping that his presence had been forgotten. Unfortunately for him, the moment Clive stopped talking, the drone shifted its attention back to him and his tea.
"That thing is probably some sort of raw sewage. Go ahead and rub your face all over it."
"It's tea."
"Rub. Your. Face. ALL. OVER. IT."
Luke was many things. Kind, talkactive to the point where you'd wonder if he was breathing and annoyingly cute at all times of the day minus the timespan between 5 and 6 PM. He was also very scared of thunderstorms.
"Make it stop! Please, make it stop!"
"LUKE! Relax, please! It'll be over in a couple of minutes."
"Can't you do anything to make it stop, Professah?"
"No, I can't. So please, calm down!"
And then the lights went out.
"WWWAAAHHHHHH! I don't want to die!"
When suggesting that they needed to go out and have a relaxing trip as a family, Layton really hadn't camping in mind, but he was nevertheless determined to get the best out of it.
So one evening when drinking tea - the herbs for which they had picked themselves - the poor professor hadn't noticed Clive "spiking up" his tea, which let to less than satisfactory results for the rest of the party.
"...Wha-...deutchmarks..." the Professor mumbled. It was only when he spotted the campfire that he started speaking in somewhat coherent sentences. "That's the stuff. I'm going to eat you, fire, and then I'm going to make you mah woman." Stumbling over to the fire, he tripped and landed by Luke's feet, who was quite innocently petting a stuffed kitten. "Wai- wha? Who? Ah, for gods sake! And your cat! I'm going to eat your cat. I'm going to eat that cat. Five cats for five deutchmarks at Arby's!" Leaving Luke in quite a disturbed state, he fixed his gaze at Flora. "Ein kleine Mädchen? Hast du der Tee jetzt gemachen?" This was his last sentence before passing out.
Off to the side were Clive and Emmy, neither one of them knowing exactly what to say, before one of them finally broke the silence. "Who knew that the Professor spoke German when drunk?"
"Who knew that the Professor spoke German at all?"
One morning when Luke and Flora ran wildly through the hallways of their home, Luke tripped and accidentally fell down the stairs. Surprisingly, nothing was broken and Luke himself quickly shrugged it off as a minor bruise. Later, as Layton would find out, that was not the case.
Talking to a student outside one of many classrooms in the University, the both of them were surprised to see Luke running towards them as fast as his tiny legs could go. "Professah! Professah! A HIPPO IS COMING!"
His exclamation wasn't too far off, but instead of a hippo it was just an overly fat man wanting to talk to Delmona about a job. He didn't get it.
If you're wondering about the Cybermen, there was a minor earthquake immediately afterwards and they're now trapped in the gold mine.
There is also a very good reason why the Professor speaks German, but I'll leave that for you to figure out!
Again, I'm sorry for how long this took and I'll very soon come up with a new chapter with the remaining requests, that I didn't put in this one. I promise!
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