All Wrapped Up (PL)
Title: All Wrapped Up
Fandom: Professor Layton
Characters: Luke, Layton
Prompt: #92: Christmas
Word Count: 366 words
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I do not own Professor Layton or his Top Hat of Awesome.
Summary: Luke made a very astute observation. For a toddler.
Christmas is a magical time for just about everyone, both children and their parents. Or guardians, as the case may be. And in spite of his general practicality about most things, Hershel Layton was no exception to this rule. Especially as he had a young child under his roof.
And Luke, as most six year old children will do, had taken to the holiday season with all manner of gusto.
Come Christmas morning, Luke had hot chocolate and Layton had tea, and the Professor sat on the couch and watched his young student scramble around the small pile of wrapped presents under the tree. Needless to say, it was extremely easy to determine which presents Layton had wrapped, and which ones were the result of Luke's handiwork.
Layton sighed to himself. Sooner or later he would have to stop the charade of Santa, but for now, at least, he was content to let the boy have his fun and enjoy the holiday. No sense in taking away the magic just yet. Luke was having fun scurrying around the tree, and Layton was having fun watching.
Luke picked up a present and plopped down on the floor at Layton's feet to open it. Suddenly, he paused and looked at the gift in his hands. Then he turned his eyes up to the Professor and flashed a grin, the smile he used when he felt he had discovered something very clever.
"Professor! Santa used our wrapping paper!"
Layton choked on his tea.
PS. My younger sister actually said this one Christmas morning when she was seven and I was nine. We have video to prove it. Thanks for reading!
Fandom: Professor Layton
Characters: Luke, Layton
Prompt: #92: Christmas
Word Count: 366 words
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I do not own Professor Layton or his Top Hat of Awesome.
Summary: Luke made a very astute observation. For a toddler.
Christmas is a magical time for just about everyone, both children and their parents. Or guardians, as the case may be. And in spite of his general practicality about most things, Hershel Layton was no exception to this rule. Especially as he had a young child under his roof.
And Luke, as most six year old children will do, had taken to the holiday season with all manner of gusto.
Come Christmas morning, Luke had hot chocolate and Layton had tea, and the Professor sat on the couch and watched his young student scramble around the small pile of wrapped presents under the tree. Needless to say, it was extremely easy to determine which presents Layton had wrapped, and which ones were the result of Luke's handiwork.
Layton sighed to himself. Sooner or later he would have to stop the charade of Santa, but for now, at least, he was content to let the boy have his fun and enjoy the holiday. No sense in taking away the magic just yet. Luke was having fun scurrying around the tree, and Layton was having fun watching.
Luke picked up a present and plopped down on the floor at Layton's feet to open it. Suddenly, he paused and looked at the gift in his hands. Then he turned his eyes up to the Professor and flashed a grin, the smile he used when he felt he had discovered something very clever.
"Professor! Santa used our wrapping paper!"
Layton choked on his tea.
PS. My younger sister actually said this one Christmas morning when she was seven and I was nine. We have video to prove it. Thanks for reading!