Here's just a little father-son moment from when Alfendi was little. Enjoy!

"Daddy! Daddy, I'm hungry! I want brecky!" A fiery mass came hurtling towards the professor, ripping the newspaper out of his hands and proceeding to jump on the couch next to him.

Hardly taking notice, as this was a common occurrence, Hershel said, "Please don't interrupt me while I'm reading the newspaper, Al. A gentleman does not interrupt. Now, what would you like?"

Bright yellow eyes looked into dark ones. "I want some breakfast, please." Alfendi added the the last word unwillingly. Hershel took his small hand and led him to the kitchen. Alfendi scrambled onto a chair, sat, and began to swing his legs violently, slamming on the table with his palms.

Quite used to his ordeal of a son, Hershel said, "Will cereal do?"

"Yes, please."

"Oh, look at this!" The older Layton said delightfully, his eyes lit up on the back of the cereal box, "They've got a little puzzle here! 'Three children each own a canary, cat, and snake. Can you work out the names of the pets that belong to each child?' Oh, this doesn't look to ha–" His voice was cut off by the glare that his son was giving him.

"Oh, don't make me!"

"My boy, it won't take a minute! And with a mind like yours–"

"If I've got such a great mind like you're always saying, why do I have to use it for stupid puzzles?" However, little Alfendi knew there was no way to get out of a puzzle once his father had his eyes on it. He took it and was able to figure it out in no time. He ate his cereal in silence, looking at his father contemptuously.

"Daddy, can I watch Sherlock?" He asked once he had finished.

Hershel sighed, "Is that all you ever want to do?"

"Please?"

"Oh, all right." Smiling resignedly, Hershel grabbed Alfendi playfully and carried him to the living room under his arm. He squirmed and giggled. The professor knew he had to cherish the time before he turned on the television, because, soon enough, Alfendi would be completely sucked into his television show, his mind racing to figure out the perpetrator in a way that Hershel could only understand when he was working out a puzzle.