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NOTE: WHILE BEING THE FIRST FANFICTION IN THE FIFTH SAGA (I THINK, MAYBE THE ONE AFTER THAT), THIS TAKES PLACE BEFORE LAST SPECTER AND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ORIGINAL UNWOUND FUTURE GAME, THOUGH POSSESSES SETTING AND REAL CHARACTERS (ALONG WITH A PERSONAL OC OF MINE!). THIS IS ALSO A FAIRLY LONG FANFICTION, POSSESSING ONLY FOUR CHAPTERS
Chapter 1: The BirthEdit
It was a cold night, 6 years before Last Specter. Layton and Claire were on a date. They were just chatting. Layton seemed uncomfortable. Suddenly, he looked Claire straight in the eye. "Claire..." he muttered. Claire smiled at him. "Hershel?" "I just wanted to tell you something..." was all he could say before gulping. He wanted to propose to Claire, but he just couldn't muster up the courage. Luckily, Claire seemed to know him. She giggled. "I will marry you, Hershel!" she exclaimed before blowing a kiss to him, putting a huge smile on Layton's face. About a week later was the wedding. While everyone got ready, Claire admired herself in the mirror, wondering if she looked good enough for Layton. Layton did the same, and when they both were out, they were amazed at how dashing/gorgeous his/her soon-to-be-spouse looked. While Claire walked out to Layton, she daydreamed about their new child. She felt something kicking, and her smile grew. She was pregnant! When she got to Layton, she quickly told him softly, and he blew a quick kiss to her-and a smile. After everything happened, the young man up front (who just so happened to be Dimitri) asked Layton if he wanted to marry Claire, and he said yes. Claire said the same thing. Then, when they were told, they kissed, and everyone applauded. A month after, Claire awoke grumpy. Her stomach was hurting because the baby was kicking so hard. So eight months later, Layton rushed Claire to the hospital. About five hours later, Claire happily beckoned for Layton to come in-their baby had been delivered. Layton enthusiastically walked in and saw a tiny infant cuddled in a blanket in Claire's arms. "I'm a father!" he kept repeating in his head.
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