A/N: The second of tonight's uploads. I probably wouldn't read on if you haven't played Lost Future. Or you will probably be quite confused. Basically, this chapter starts off in the university. You know? When they go back to the present day to get something from Layton's office and to speak to Chelmey?

Also, the scene in the office will probably go a bit differently from how it does in the game.

So, the next day Flora was taken to Gressenheller University to her morning piano lesson, and the Professor and Luke took the bus to Midland Road where they located the clock shop and found themselves in what seemed to be Future London. Their adventure was quite the story, but it isn't this story, as I assume you know the events which took place within Future London. So our story picks up partway through that one, in Gressenheller University. The Professor and Luke had come back to their London briefly to get a notebook from the Professor's office- where they ran into Flora.

She'd been waiting there for around two hours before they showed up. After her piano lesson (a teacher in the music department gave her lessons), they were supposed to pick her up in the Laytonmobile. When they hadn't showed up half an hour after the lesson finished, Dean Delmona had let Flora into Layton's office so she could wait for them there.

She. Was. Bored. There were many interesting books in the Professor's office, to be sure, but Flora couldn't concentrate. She'd had a suspicion that they were planning on sneaking off on another investigation (without her!) but now was just worried about them. What if they were in trouble?

"Fl-Flora!" Luke! They were alright then. Anger built up inside her about being left behind- again- but even while telling them so, she couldn't bring herself to make eye contact with Luke.

"I hate it when you leave me behind! I barely know anyone in this part of London- I've been here about five months, maybe? I've only been taking lessons here for a few weeks, and you've always picked me up afterwards. I don't know anyone in this university, I don't know how to get home from here, and I hate how you keep leaving me behind 'for my own good'. I can take care of myself, you know! And…" This speech was all directed at her adopted father. The dare from yesterday still hadn't lost its awkwardness.

'Why, Alex, why did you have to dare him that? We haven't said a word directly to each other since! Why, why, why, why, why…' She thought while still in the middle of telling them off, blushing from her thoughts. She couldn't even look at her best friend. She could still tell, out of the corner of her eye, that he wasn't looking at her either. He hadn't said a word since proclaiming his surprise at her presence.

Little did she know, Luke was having a similar experience listening to her. He did feel bad for leaving her behind again, but they had needed to investigate. She was at her piano lesson at the time. Normally, he would be talking and trying to negotiate peace, but he couldn't bring himself to say a word.

'Why on earth did I pick dare? I never pick dare! I'm so stupid. And we shouldn't have gone ahead with it. It's ruined our friendship- for the moment at least- and why did Alex have to say THAT? He has to have guessed that I like… may possibly like her… in that way… Oh shut up. This is your own thoughts, Triton. You can admit it to yourself. Alright, I LIKE FLORA REINHOLD. There. You've admitted it to yourself. Well done. Hmph.' Luke, having confessed his feelings for Flora- to himself at least- was having even more problems saying anything. He was a little preoccupied trying to stop the heat that rushed to his face.

The Professor had managed to apologise to Flora and smooth things over, thankfully, promising to take her with them when they returned to the investigation.

"Oh, erm, Flora my dear, would you mind finding a certain notebook for me? It has a brown cover and contains notes and newspaper clippings. It's probably in that cupboard round the corner." The Professor lied about the probable location of the notebook- although lying was ungentlemanly, he reasoned it was for her own safety.

"Ok. I'll be right back then." As she accidentally made eye contact with Luke, both teenagers looked away quickly. Flora turned the corner, Luke grabbed the notebook, and he and the Professor quietly snuck out of the office to head off to Scotland Yard.