A/N: Has it really been a year since I last updated this? Wow.
This prompt was given to me by an anonymous reviewer (ooh, mysterious!) called Harajuku8120.
Enjoy!
Professor Layton had a prized fossil collection that he liked to show off. It was quite the showpiece too, seeing as some of his top students had contributed their most unique finds to it. There were dinosaur footprints, ancient bugs trapped in amber, fish bones that belonged to fascinating unknown species, and many more. There was one piece in particular that stood out from the rest: a miniature clay replica of a dinosaur that had a name I couldn't pronounce, and features that made it look like a tyrannosaurus and kangaroo mix. Everyone enjoyed this fossil the most.
Everyone including the floor.
Which is where it was now.
In pieces.
Oops.
Okay, technically I'm not the one who knocked it over. It was my toy car. Yes, I know that I was the one who wound it up in the first place, but: did I specifically tell it to veer off course and hit the display table where the professor keeps his fossils? No. Plus, he's a tad bit at fault too. I mean it's not exactly a good idea to put a special fossil at the edge of a table so that if something were to bump into it, it would be the first thing to fall off.
…Then again, people are usually careful so that they don't bump into it.
Oh god, I'm a horrible apprentice.
So there I was, casually freaking out and trying to determine whether or not the professor would immediately notice that the artifact was missing, when Flora walked in and gasped.
"LUKE! Is that—"
"Yes, okay?! I broke one of Professor Layton's most valued fossils, and now I have to hide it. You're not to say anything, understood? We don't usually have guests, so I may have time to find some sort of replacement."
Flora's eyes remained wide for moment, then she smirked. "I'm not to say anything? And why not? When was the last time you covered for me?"
She had me there. I was usually quick to point out whenever Flora messed up, something I should have known would come back to haunt me when I needed her help.
It looked like I would have to resort to plan B.
"Flora…please don't tell?"
She rolled her eyes. "Oh come on, Luke, you're acting childish. Just own up to your mistake."
Darn. I didn't have a plan C. Unless…
"Flora, I'm about to do something I'm not proud of."
Again with the eye roll. Okay, Mrs. I-don't-care, you asked for it.
"Do you remember the events that took place the night of August third this year?"
Her eyes narrowed. "What are you saying, Luke?"
"I simply remember something, an event that you might like to keep under wraps."
"Oh my gosh you're talking about the time…Luke you can't tell!"
Wait, she had actually done something? I'd been bluffing.
Before I could speak, I heard the door to the flat open as the professor called, "Hello, I'm home!"
"Do we have a deal?"
Flora glared before reluctantly nodding.
We walked into the living room, where Professor Layton sat.
Just as I began to greet him, I was cut off by Flora. "Professor, Luke is trying to blackmail me by threatening to tell you how I accidentally burned your favorite necktie and then blamed it on Clive because he doesn't want me to tell you that he knocked over your favorite dinosaur artifact!"
I stared at her in shock. So that's why Clive hadn't been over in a while…
But wait…had she just…oh my gosh.
Well played, Flora, I begrudgingly thought. Well played.
A/N: Well everyone, it's obvious that time really does fly by, but hopefully I'll be able to update this soon. And by soon, I mean not a year later
…I'm still shocked, can you tell?
Anyway, see that magical little review box down there? If you type in it, I'll give you a cookie!
If you don't, you still get a cookie. 'Cept it'll have been baked by Flora.
Gosh, I've turned a bit evil after writing this…
Until next chapter!
~Lizz