May I present to you, a filler chapter. Probably has spoilers from the last game so if you don't know about Descole, don't read this. Though it only hints towards some facts.

The Mastermind's Holiday Late Show: Why Descole hates Christmas

Christmas, Professor Layton's house

"Thanks for planning this, Professor." Emmy had decided to come back. "It's the first time I've seen such a huge get-together! It must be strange to know lots of people like this." The professor nodded. "Yes, I'm surprised at the amount of people I invited to this party. Oh yes, there's the people you know, and there's others you don't, Emmy. Why don't I introduce them to you?" The professor got out of his armchair to be interrupted by his self-proclaimed apprentice Luke. "Professor, is there anyone else coming?" "Yes, Luke, there's one more person." "Who is it, Professor?" "Now now, you two, you'll see." Emmy and Luke didn't have to wait for long, as the professor finished his sentence in time for a door knock.

"It's nice to see you again, Jean."

"Thanks for inviting me, Hershel. It's not much of a Christmas at my place with atheist henchmen and Raymond dancing the Macarena." Descole held up a dancing Raymond.

"I can imagine the feeling. Do come in."

"D-Descole!?"

"Good evening, Luke. Surprised to see me here?" Descole had a bemused look on his face.

"Now now, Luke. A true gentleman forgives his adversaries. Anyway, Jean, why is your hair dyed pink and blue?"

"Oh, you noticed? It's a long story..."

"So, in short, you've found another universe called 'reality' and the way to make a portal was: a hopeful wish, locks of pink and blue hair, a spoon, a fedora and a violin?" Descole nodded. "And all your henchmen were bald and Raymond was too busy doing the Macarena so you had to dye your hair for this?" Descole nodded again. "Well, that is very interesting, especially as it worked. I might actually consider a job change!" The two laughed, but not for long as Descole felt his chair being dragged along the floor. It took him no time to register that it was towards the mistletoe. "H-hey, whaddya doing!?" "Under the mistletoe you two go~" Flora was having fun, and Luke just wanted revenge on Emmy.

So it ended up with Descole and Emmy facing each other and the professor wondering how the mistletoe got up there.

"Kiss!" shouted Luke and Flora.

"No!" replied Emmy and Descole.

"KISS!"

"NO!"

"KISS OR WE'LL SABOTAGE NEXT YEAR!"

"OK!"

Emmy and Descole kissed.

They both ran for the bathroom.

Emmy got there first.

"Dammit! I needed that more than you! Well, better find somewhere else then... How about this doorway?"

The doorway led to the kitchen...

where Flora was cooking.

"BADGER! BADGER! BADGEEEEEEEEEEER! I'm using Hershel's ensuite now!" Descole silently thanked his lucky stars that Claire was dead, or the ensuite would have been occupied as well. {If you know what I mean...}

Descole used a whole bottle of mouthwash he happened to have in his pocket. After he was done, he was in time for dinner.

"Say, where's Emmy?" The professor was still clueless. Raymond did the Macarena.

"This food is scrumptious, Hershel! Though my cooking skills are not as good as these, so I'm sorry I couldn't contribute."

"That's alright, Jean. Would you care for some more tea?"

"Not right now, thank you. I seem to be feeling sick in the stomach." Descole's face had gone a questionable shade of viridian.

"That's because you had some of my cake! (I shouldn't have put the chicken stock and the mouldy cheese in there!)" Flora's eyes twinkled.

Descole rushed straight for the bathroom.

"Oh? Was it that bad?" Flora looked slightly confused.

"Please Flora, do refrain from entering the kitchen ever again." The professor had had enough.

"Wash, spin, rinse, blow dry, repeat. Wash, spin, rinse, blow dry, repeat." Emmy had been in the bathroom for a good 20 minutes and she still had not gotten over kissing Descole, forcing our plighted friend to once again head for the ensuite. That scene was not pretty. Raymond did the Macarena, this time while eating food.

Our story ends with Descole getting his rightful (if slightly too much) share of food, Raymond dancing the Macarena and an overall entertaining night for the rest of the guests. Emmy is still in the bathroom and the experience scarred Descole for life. Hence, why he hates Christmas.

I do not support Emmy x Descole, except for crack purposes. I don't want to write about Aizen UNLESS someone can give me much needed ideas. Ciao~