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◘ Luke looked down at the shorter person, who had just approached him. Their face was fogged with confusion, and Luke would bet his expression was identical. As identical as the two were. Yet their differences were obvious, namely the height and most likely age.
○ “Uh…Hello?”
The boy almost didnt know what to say, this was just too weird, the boy was definitely older, but he looked almost identicle.
"Pardon me if I’m a bit forward.. But what’s your name..?" There was no way right? He couldn’t possibly have the same name..
◘ This was all rather curious to the teen, who scratched is head in thought. There was something very familiar about this boy, and he couldn't quite place his finger on what it was.
○ "I was about to ask you the same thing-- I'm Luke Layton."
"D-Dad! I've got something to tell you!"
”What is it, Luke?”
◘ Luke had absolutely no idea how the professor was going to react to the news, so there was no way he would prepare himself. Yet, what he defiantly did not expect was this— no preparation would’ve helped him here.
◘ Engulfed in the embrace, all Luke could do was to smile brightly, and return it.
”As much as a gentleman should never gloat;”
[♦] Hot tears streaked down his cheeks. Never in his life did he think Luke would feel family enough to fully change his name, or that he would keep his name hyphenated because Hershel could never be his real father. Luke truly was his son, he didn’t care if they both knew he was adopted. Luke was his son, and beaming he added;
”There is not even one father in the world luckier than I am.”
◘ As simple as it sounded to change one's name-- it had been a drastically positive act in Luke's mind. His true parents may be dead, but that doesn't mean that he didn't think of Layton was his father. Now with the name change, Luke felt like he was truly the professor's son, and was now fully involved in his family, even if it was not by blood.
○ "And that must mean I'm a lucky son, right?"
◘ His smile was bright enough to light up streets. Luke should've expected this kind of reaction from his father-- he really should've. Yet, he didn't mind. This way he could know with ease that the professor was happy with his decision, and that made Luke even more happier than he was before.
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Luke’s known a few people to have an uncanny resemblance to himself, but this was ridiculous.. “Uhm..”
◘ Luke looked down at the shorter person, who had just approached him. Their face was fogged with confusion, and Luke would bet his expression was identical. As identical as the two were. Yet their differences were obvious, namely the height and most likely age.
○ "Uh...Hello?"
Luke spotted twentypicarats
◘ The younger was incredibly nervous, he never really liked the idea of being alone in a busy place, especially one as busy as this.
◘ He adjusted his hat, a huge bubble of anxiety was beginning to form inside of him. He didn’t feel safe, being alone like this.
◘ Yet, the person he was now talking to sounded strangely familiar. In fact, that hair style looked a lot like how the professor described his hair looked like in his teen years.
○ “I’d… I’d like any help I can get— without causing too much trouble.”
○ “Dad’s rather tall, and always wears his top hat. His name is Hershel, but most people call him Professor or Layton.”
[♦] The last thing he wanted was to see the boy have an anxiety attack. So he tried to be as calm as he could. If he stayed collected and didn’t panic, there was every chance this boy wouldn’t either.
[♦] The last name was Layton, huh? Hershel’s eyes lit up. Another Layton was around? Perhaps he could help him, it was a rather easy last name to remember, for rather obvious reasons;
“Funny, my last name is Layton as well.”
[♦] The shocking thing was, he found no problem with this, despite being the only Layton’s in Stansbury. The town never was much of a tourist site, a few people came to see the wall but, that was about it. But he quickly jumped, smiling sheepishly;
“Hey wait, I-I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hershel. What’s yours?”
◘ The familiarity in the other's voice was rather reassuring, to say the least. Hopefully this person could help him find the professor, or even point him in the direction of home.
◘ He was a Layton? This mas beginning to get stranger than a simple coincidence. First the familiar appearance, the voice and now the last name... Did he just say that his name was Hershel? Could this person just be simply named after his father, or was there something much more complicated intertwined into this?
○ "H-hey, you've got the exact same name as him-- minus the 'Professor' part, of course. The names Hershel or Layton aren't very common-- this is rather strange!"
◘ Luke simply shrugged, lead by a curt laugh.
○ "The name's Luke Tri-- Luke Layton, pleased to meet you!"
"D-Dad! I've got something to tell you!"
”What is it, Luke?”
○ “I probably should’ve told you before I went ahead with it, but…”
◘ For some reason, he was somewhat nervous. Luke wasn’t quite sure why he was.
○ “Well, I went ahead and changed my name— I’ve been thinking about it for a long while now. I’m not Luke Triton-Layton anymore— I’m now Luke Layton!”
”Y-you’re really Luke Layton? You’re not joking around r-right? Because it’s very ungentlemanly to joke about something like this.”
[♦] He could feel them, tears, tugging at his eyes as a large smile took his face and he approached the other, capturing him and hugging him close. Tears were freely escaping his eyes, and that smile not wavering as he spoke again;
”It truly is a name fit for a gentleman…”
○ "Of course I'm not joking around!"
◘ Luke had absolutely no idea how the professor was going to react to the news, so there was no way he would prepare himself. Yet, what he defiantly did not expect was this-- no prepration would've helped him here.
◘ Engulfed in the embrace, all Luke could do was to smile brightly, and return it.
"D-Dad! I've got something to tell you!"
”What is it, Luke?”
○ "I probably should've told you before I went ahead with it, but..."
◘ For some reason, he was somewhat nervous. Luke wasn't quite sure why he was.
○ "Well, I went ahead and changed my name-- I've been thinking about it for a long while now. I'm not Luke Triton-Layton anymore-- I'm now Luke Layton!"
○ "And from this day fourth, I'll no longer be 'Luke Triton-Layton'."
◘ He grinned to himself; he'd wanted to do this for quite a while now; he had yet to tell his dad.
○ "I'll now be known as Luke Layton!"
”Leave him alone, the kid’s only thirteen!”
○ "I think you mispronounced 'sixteen', Dad."
come on give one a sausage they won't forget unless your saying your small!
○ “Look, I’m not going to put myself out there just because I’m now legal.”
◘ It took a moment for what Layton had meant when he said that to sink in, and as soon as it did, his eyes widened with glee. That was, until he remembered the blatantly obvious lie he had told.
◘ Thumbs were twiddled with a pair of eyes that gazed downwards nervously.
○ “Well actually… I may know a thing or two about her.”
[♦] He stood, the small kit mewing loudly in his arms, not liking the sudden shift in her position. It took him a moment before he started to walk, handing the small top hat clad kitten to his son with a small smile;
”I thought so. You truly could have made it less obvious; using your old blanket was probably not the wisest of choices.”
◘ Luke lifted the small creature from his father, immediately blessing the kit with a mountain of strokes, to which the kitten meowed in approval.
◘ After hearing that comment, he couldn't help but laugh a little. It was true, he didn't really think it out, but the kit was cold and he picked up the first blanket he could see, that wouldn't be missed too much.
◘ Before too long, the cat was becoming a tad more playful, and ended up licking Luke's finger, who laughed at the occourance.
○ "P-Picarat! Stop that!"
so if your legal now go buy a hooker or something celebrate for realsie!
○ “No.”
◘ Of course Luke knew about the kitten; he found her on the street around a week back, cowering in fear, in the cold of the snow. Luke believed that there was no way the the Professor would allow him to take in the kitten, so he had hidden the copper ball of fur behind the shed, looking after her as much as he could
◘ It took more trouble than he could imagine to not pull a toothy grin and run towards the small creature, but he somehow managed to.
○ “N-no, I wouldn’t. She’s very cute, though.”
[♠] Luke was lying to him, and as much as Hershel was upset that his own son would lie straight to his face, he slightly understood why. Luke really loved animals, and Hershel had put his foot down years ago and said no animals would be welcome in his house. So with a small frown he spoke;
”Well isn’t that a shame…”
[♠] When all of a sudden a small, sly grin took his face and he bundled the small kitten back up in the blanket, letting her curious head poke out and look around the home.
”Because I went to all the trouble to craft her a little top hat, because I know it’s my son’s birthday today and I thought this kit was suit for a true gentleman.”
◘ It took a moment for what Layton had meant when he said that to sink in, and as soon as it did, his eyes widened with glee. That was, until he remembered the blatantly obvious lie he had told.
◘ Thumbs were twiddled with a pair of eyes that gazed downwards nervously.
○ "Well actually... I may know a thing or two about her."
◘ After a long day at school, Luke had finally returned home. Knocking at the door before opening it as per norm, he shouted out to greet his dad.
○ “Dad! I’m home!”
[♠] He was merely sitting on his chair, a small… something on his lap. Whatever it was, it was fabric, and he was holding something gently up against it. When Luke finally entered the door, he smiled, tipping his head to Luke before asking;
”Luke, you wouldn’t happen to know anything about this, would you?”
[♠] Shifting his hands he moved the blanket; a kitten, no more than a month old cradled in a blanket and donning a small, handmade top hat, sucking from a small bottle in the professor’s other hand. He looked down towards it and back up at Luke, his mouth opening once again;
”I found her huddled in one of our old blankets behind the shed.”
◘ Of course Luke knew about the kitten; he found her on the street around a week back, cowering in fear, in the cold of the snow. Luke believed that there was no way the the Professor would allow him to take in the kitten, so he had hidden the copper ball of fur behind the shed, looking after her as much as he could
◘ It took more trouble than he could imagine to not pull a toothy grin and run towards the small creature, but he somehow managed to.
○ "N-no, I wouldn't. She's very cute, though."
◘ After a long day at school, Luke had finally returned home. Knocking at the door before opening it as per norm, he shouted out to greet his dad.
○ "Dad! I'm home!"
Guess what. Many countries in Europe let you buy alcohol when you're sixteen. Have fun on the next adventure abroad!
○ "...I'm going to Germany, be back in a sec."
Happy thirteenth birthday, Luke.
○ "We are not aging me back three years."
