#i love that gumshoe is here though i missed him so much
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playing investigations again and bratworth is such a little bitch I love him
#franziska is here also <3#connor.mp3#im sick again & can barely stand for a minute before it becomes very hard to breathe so. video games#i love that gumshoe is here though i missed him so much#i love himmmmmmm#also baby kay (even though the circumstances are quite dire for her :( )#every time manfred is on screen im barking & biting. choosing violence. thank god he doesnt accompany miles the whole time#smth to be said abt how miles & ziska dont refer to each other as siblings and instead view each other as rivals#(or at least ziska views miles as her rival) bc you just know its a result of manfred constantly pitting them against each other#theyre not ALLOWED to be siblings. franziska thinks shell only be worthy of the von karma name if she beats miles#i just Know manfred instilled that belief in her on purpose. he doesnt even care that shes his DAUGHTER.#(also miles only referring to manfred as his mentor and not his father despite being adopted by him... we know Why but.#it always breaks my heart to think abt how maybe miles hoped hed see him as a son when he was littler only to Never get that love. at all.#these kids need therapy. both of them. and also to TALK TO EACH OTHER)
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concepts for kurumi wendy gumshoe gabs because why the fresh fuck did they not give her any like actually hey kodaka can we talk-
(rain code spoilers btw)(also gab will stop sounding like a word to you)
im gonna try to structure a kurumi gumshoe gab set but i will not be writing the conversations out bc im sorry girl but 1. im not obsessed with her enough to basically write a fic and 2. i think the conversations would still be comparatively dull due to yuma's function being "the normal one" to contrast the rest of the kooky cast and kurumi's function as essentially the same thing but also as a love interest and exposition dropper. but i still wanna at least give a model of what her conversations would be like for funsies. I'll be mixing what i think would realistically happen if they gave her gabs and also what i think should happen. alright let's get started
first off, obviously they shouldnt be available until after ch 2. maybe in ch 3 you get a new gab page and yuma can start finding new gabs out in the overworld (what sort of gem color would she have??? jade? is that too close to vivia's emerald? i dont wanna say some shit like rose gold). im not coming up with locations and hints sorry idc that much.
GAB #1
the first gab is them jumping over the hurdle of "wait we don't really have much interaction besides investigating murders and blushing dumbly" which is primarily what irks me in the game's efforts to push her as a love interest. at least let us watch yuma spend some god damn time with her holy shit WHYYY doesn't she have any fucking gumshoe gabs I'm going insa-
erm anyway let's make em have a casual talk abt something. yuma would probably start off like "this is the first time ive really been alone with kurumi ahh i dont know what to say this is awkward ahhhh" and shinigami gets rightfully annoyed with his cuckly behavior. but in an effort to save the awkwardness yuma asks her about her work as an informant. i think she'd enthusiastically spout off about it and how her grandfather inspired her (though keeping it vague because i think she could save more talk of missing family members for later). maybe she talks about her first forway into her informant work and a certain mishap that occured, yuma has to guess what happened bc she's a little embarrassed about it (this is whwre the dialogue options come in). but it's completely harmless. maybe she got spotted by the person she was tailing and then got a slap on the wrist and sent home. yuma finds it a little endearing, shinigami gives the bond level up message, and there. solid conversation. next
GAB #2
yuma asks her what exactly got her so interested in detectives. did she read heroic novels about them? did she see their noble efforts in the headlines? was she personally saved by one? the possibilities are endless and could all be answered here. actually lets have her teasingly make yuma guess here. poof, there's your dialogue options.
maybe she can even have a little kookiness as a treat and accidentally let the true nature of her admiration for detectives slip for a moment where it pretty much crosses the line of "that's a bit creepy". not towards yuma but still something a bit off putting like obsessively keeping track of her favorite detectives' activities or having information about their personal lives she absolutely shouldn't have (informant + proud participant in WDO stan culture is a dangerous combo) but she also misses doing that because now kanai ward is isolated. yuma could also be like "wait isnt what you were doing then a bit too much?" but it gets dismissed by shinigami telling him they levelled up their bond
Threeeeee!!!
this one should be about aiko methinks. yuma catches kurumi in a down mood and asks what's up and it goes from there. she gives us more detail into her friendship with aiko and maybe she could even actually acknowledge the deaths of those theatre club girls and mention how chillingly quiet the club has gotten. she tells yuma that she tries not to think about it, but the empty space they left behind is immense... yuma's dialogue choices may be to try to cheer up/comfort her. thank you, next
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perhaps now she can talk about her grandpa (and also maybe drop how that home situation is cause girl where are your parents). she could talk about her mission in finding him cause he must be out there!!! somewhere!!!! this shit could be sentimental or smth. she could say something about kanai ward's nearly extinct species of people who are still fighting for the truth and how even when things are dangerous she remembers that no one else will do it so she's gotta step it up. she'd pivot that over to saying how glad she is that the master detectives are here bc of that, and yuma could have dialogue options where the correct choice is basically saying he admires her for that. idk. next
The Fiverrrrrrr
final gab. i was gonna be funny and say "probably another love confession like fubuki's and then yuma hits her with the nuh-uh" but due to the nature of the epilogue i actually dont think it does exactly that. maybe kurumi is stuck on a small, separate thing she's investigating and she summarizes what's up. i think it could potentially be a more personal problem or at least something she can connect to (another girl in school missing a family member? idk) so that it's a bit obvious she's more frustrated in not finding any leads. yuma helps her out a little in finding a lead (this is where the dialogue choices come in) and after thanking him, kurumi is like "y'know, we make a pretty great team" (flirting, but yuma doesnt read it that way.) shinigami groans and maybe even fusses about how she's yuma's partner but this goes ignored. and of course yuma's dense ass is like yeah i think you have the makings of a great informant and detective and he essentially coworker-zones her. kurumi then asks about how they could still maybe possibly work like this together perhaps maybe đ đ đ„č after solving kanai ward's ultimate secret and yuma happily agrees. this will make his choice in the epilogue to fuck off to florida without much of a goodbye even funnier.
anyway thats it for my kurumi gumshoe gabs thanks for reading
#master detective archives: rain code#rain code#raincode#kurumi wendy#yuma kokohead#kokowendy#biggie's rain code ramblings
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AAIC Pre-Order Bonus Trailer
This is the 62nd post in the Ace Attorney Investigations Collection Countdown: 19 days left until release!
Today's topic: the Pre-Order Bonus Trailer for the Investigations Collection!
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Another post, another new trailer for the Investigations Collection! We're really getting spoiled here! And I love them all, keep them coming! This time Miles and Gumshoe talk about the pre-order bonus that comes with the collection. I always love it when characters from a game talk about their own game that they're a part of, it's so wonderfully meta. Like the games are just an adaption of their real adventures and they're judging how well they've been represented. So much potential!
The conversation starts with Miles contemplating that he should soon put in the pre-order for his own collection. (You haven't done that yet? Shame on you, Miles!) Gumshoe assures him that there's no rush since you can buy it whenever you want. Miles corrects him (rather confidently) with information about the pre-order bonus, the 5 arranged tracks from I2 you get, and Gumshoe, shocked, immediately runs off to buy the collection before Miles can stop him. He ponders to himself that Gumshoe hopefully knows you can't directly buy the pre-order bonus right now and then says (out loud!) with a grin that he can't really fault him for wanting to see him (Miles) in action so badly.
Once again a wonderfully precious interaction between the two! Of course Miles would know all the information about his own collection and Gumshoe isn't fully in the loop. I love how Miles appreciates his enthusiasm though! It's also praise for himself, sure, but he seems to be flattered that Gumshoe is so excited about the release of his collection (and doesn't want to miss the bonus content). Considering how often he's impressed by and in awe of Miles' deductions during the Investigations games this fits their dynamic perfectly and it's kinda cute to imagine Gumshoe playing or watching a recreation of the cases they solved together and being amazed by Miles all over again. You'd think Miles would be annoyed by this and he does react confused about it sometimes but other than that he's just flattered and even enjoys Gumshoe's praise when it doesn't interfere with a current task. This even goes into their relationship arc in I2 with Miles sort of taking Gumshoe's unwavering support for granted and realizing how much he truly relies on and needs him. It's a wonderful progression and I always love the contrast of Gumshoe's overflowing enthusiasm with Miles' calm rationality in their dynamic. It's one of the things that makes them such a perfect fit and an amazing team.
Now I'm thinking about the entire main cast of the Investigations games buying (or pre-ordering) the collection đ Few of them would probably be as excited about seeing Miles specifically in action as Gumshoe is here but I can only too well imagine their reactions to the parts they didn't see directly and the shenanigans Miles got up to in them. Now that's some interactions I want to see!
#ace attorney#ace attorney investigations#ace attorney investigations collection#aai collection#ace attorney investigations collection countdown#19 days left
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Wright Anything Agency + Prosecutors Office= Chaos chpt.4
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Recovery date: May 28th, 2020
Description: The WAA's air conditioner breaks during an LA summer, so they go to the only place they can think of... the prosecutors office. Chaos ensues led by the youngest members of the Wright and Edgeworth families.
Notes: A entry series involving a descendant of a traveler, following the death of her mother it was determined Sky would be better off staying with Miles Edgeworth. This is an OC insert, the fantastical technobabble is just for looks
Related works: Miles adopts Sky, Trucy meets Sky
Chapters: 1 2 2.5 3 4 5 5.5
Word count: 1 794
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âYou know. As much as Iâm not a fan of Khura'inâs weather, it sure beats L.A summers. Like seriously! At least in Khura'in I can add layers, I donât know what to do here,â Ema shoved a handful of snackoos in her mouth. L.Aâs heat bothered her more the more time she spent in Khuraâin and she was not a fan.
âI do not find the weather as painful as you claim.â
She glared at him, âHow are you wearing a coat?â Her face turned into a look of disgust as she eyed his coat.
âAs I said, the heat doesnât bother me.â Prosecutor Sahdmadhi turned and began walking towards their hotel. Once he turned his back, she threw a small handful of snackoos at him.
âWeirdo,â she grumbled. âCan we at least grab a cab?â
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The foyer was empty except for the secretarys sitting at their desks. Simon had finally managed to get his hands on a case, he was thankful he didnât have to do the extra paperwork anymore. Klavier had some music business to attend to, apparently he was trying to set up a solo tour. At least according to the tabloids, he hadnât actually said anything to anyone other than Edgeworth. Edgeworth was in a meeting from ten until noon, then one until four. He hadnât said what they were about, and no one could really bring themselves to care, they were probably boring. Apollo had picked up another case with the hopes it would go better then his last one, and the rest of the WAA was in court.Â
Prosecutor Sahdmadhi had gone to pick up his case file, which Edgeworth had left for him up front. Meanwhile, Ema had decided to pay the precinct a visit, there were some people she missed. They were going to meet halfway at a burger joint that prosecutor Sahdmadhi had chosen after much consideration. âWhat does it matter what the rating is?â Ema had asked when he told her to check the rating. âThe only people who actually rate restaurants are people who really hated it, or people who got rewards for giving it five stars⊠Usually.â Heâd still insisted she check the rating though.
When he got there, Ema was sitting at a table staring at the menu. He pulled out his chair and sat across from her, making her look up. He put his coat on the back of his chair not wanting to dirty it.Â
âI was not expecting you to arrive first,â he said, opening his menu.
âGumshoe wasnât in,â she said, âWhat do you think sounds better? Fries and a burger or potato skins and a burger?â She looked up at him.
âPotato skins? Why would you eat just the skin of a potato,â he looked confused. It was kind of funny.
âPotato skins it is!â she cheered, closing her menu. âSo, whoâs the defense of our case?â
âIt seems Apollo Justice has taken the defense,â he sounded a little distracted. Probably putting way too much thought into what heâs getting.
Ema took a sip of her water and fanned herself. Maybe she should suggest a day at the beach before they head back to Khuraâin. Beaches were one of the things she missed about L.A, the other being able to find snackoos pretty much everywhere. There only seemed to be one or two stores in Khuraâin that carried her beloved snacks. She briefly wondered if she could bring a box back to Khuraâin.
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Edgeworth let out a long sigh as he left the meeting room. Although he did love his job as chief prosecutor, he wasnât the biggest fan of the meetings. Especially ones on days like today where the temperature was around sixty-six degrees fahrenheit (nineteen degrees celsius). Draping his coat over his arm, he made his way to the foyer.
âIâll be stepping out for lunch. If people begin arriving for the next meeting before I return, direct them to meeting room A,â he said to the receptionist before turning to the door.
âSir, your lunch is in your office.â He stopped.
âPardon?â He turned back to the receptionists.
âYour lunch is in your office, you have a guest as well. Prosecutor Sahdmadhi also came by and collected the case report,â the receptionist said, before turning back to his work.
âI donât have lunch plans with anyone today.â
âThey said you didnât need plans to have lunch together,â the other receptionist smiled.
Confused, Edgeworth took the stairs up to his office. Sometimes, usually days like this, he wished he could stomach the elevator. When he got to his office, he opened it carefully. Obviously if the receptionists didnât know the person, they wouldnât be sent up, but you could never be too careful. That was especially true with his and Wrightâs track record, it seemed whenever they got involved nothing was as it seemed.
Once he opened the door, his questions about his guest vanished. Spinning in circles in his chair was Sky. She stopped when she saw him and reached for something on the floor. She put a bag on his desk and pulled out two containers. Already on the desk were two iced teas from Starbucks, although he normally just got normal tea, he was thankful sheâd brought him something iced.
âI figured Iâd make your life easier by bringing you lunch,â she smiled. He sat down in the chair across from her and took one of the containers.
âWhile the gesture is appreciated, the secrecy was unnecessary,â he smiled, opening the container. It was a sub, quick, easy, not too messy, and didnât need to be reheated.
They sat together and enjoyed Milesâs lunch hour in peace with the fans in his office on. If today was this hot, he was not looking forward to tomorrow.
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âDaddy, can I go get a drink from the vending machine?â Trucy whined.Â
They were taking a quick recess, so Trucy and Wright were sitting in the defendants lobby. Wright was shuffling through papers and Trucy was sprawled out on the couch. Despite there being AC, the court house was big. That meant it wasnât as cool because they couldnât have it up too high. It would be too expensive if they kept it at full power, it was the same with the precinct and prosecutorâs office. Wright wondered what would happen tomorrow if they got the heat wave the weather was calling for.
âSure. Can you grab me something too?â He looked up at her. She was already by the door, hadnât she been beside him a second ago?
âYep!â
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âYâknow youâd probably be waaayyy more comfortable if you took your coat off,â Kay chirped as she followed Simon around his crime scene.
Sebastian didnât need her, and Trucy had bailed on magic practice last minute, something about the case getting interesting. So she decided to tail Simon instead of sitting around doing nothing. Of course it may have had something to do with the Taka. The bird in question was currently being fed by Kay while he sat on her shoulder. Simon had agreed she could hold him if she sat still, it was a win win.
âI am perfectly fine Faraday-chan,â he grumbled. He was not in fact âperfectly fineâ and was actually sweating pretty bad. However, he had nowhere to put his coat so he just had to live with it. Thankfully, the majority of their investigation was inside and they were just about done outside.
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âFind anything important yet pal?â Detective Gumshoe called down to him.
He was currently shuffling around in a mucky ditch looking for evidence. This meant he was in a raincoat and rubber boots which werenât the most comfortable in this heat. Heâd wanted to leave this until the very end, but by then the water could have washed away evidence. The smell was no help either, it smelt like something had died in the water. Maybe a skunk, it smelt bad enough.
âNothing. Iâm about ready t-â he had turned around to Gumshoe and stepped forwards. When he stepped, he heard a disgusting squishing sound and maybe a crack. He sunk just enough for the water in the ditch to flood his boot and he cringed. âWords can not express how disgusting I feel right now,â he said through gritted teeth.
âYou okay pal?â
âI think Iâm done investigating for a bit. I need to change my socks⊠and pants⊠and I think Iâll take a shower while Iâm at it.â He pulled himself out of the ditch and grumbled as he sloshed towards the road to hail a cab home.
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âTrucy!â Athena called from the top of the stairs.
Trucy was standing by the bottom of the stairs doing some card tricks for a small crowd. From what sheâd heard, they hadnât received a verdict yet, but things were looking pretty good for the defense. On her end, it wasnât as clear. She had been able to create some doubt about her clients guilt, but still nowhere near enough to get a not guilty verdict. Trucy had offered to help look around her crime scene, after all two pairs of eyes were better than one.
Just as she was about to reach the bottom, she missed a step and tumbled the rest of the way down. She could see Trucy cringe as she hit the ground.
âAll good!â Athena cheered, hopping up.
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Miles 8:42 P.M Incase you havenât seen the news, it seems there wonât be any trials tomorrow There is supposed to be a heat  wave and even with air conditioning, ïżœïżœthere would be too many people in the building 8:50 P.M I just heard Sooooo wanna have a get together? Miles 8:51 P.M Yes. I think that would be ac No. Ignore the last text. This whole week has been a get together 8:52 P.M Oh come on Everyone did do work this week Plus itâs gonna be really hot Too hot to do any work comfortably I was thinking we could go to the  beach Miles 9:30 P.M Fine 9:31 P.M Jeez was it really that hard to decide Miles 9:32 P.M Yes Good night Phoenix Wright
âHey Trucy?â Wright poked his daughter. Theyâd been watching T.V together before bed. She looked up from her phone with sparkles in her eyes.
âWeâre going to the beach tomorrow?!â She exclaimed. âYay!â She jumped on him and threw her arms around his neck.
âJeez,â he let out a chuckle, âAre you two telepathic or something?â
She sat back beside him and stuck her tongue out and pulled out her phone, âIâm gonna let everyone know!âÂ
#researcher s's recovery#ace attorney#wright anything agency + prosecutor office= chaos#miles edgeworth#phoenix wright#wrightworth#narumitsu#oc insert#sky edgeworth#trucy wright#apollo justice#klavier gavin#athena cykes#simon blackquill#kay faraday#ema skye#nahyuta sahdmadhi#ace attorney ensemble#fluff#crack
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I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY. WHAT THE HELL
i was literally screaming at 3am from all these damn revelations and i donât know how the hell to write it all so iâm putting a cut here. also spoilers :P
APOLLO AND TRUCY ARE HALF SIBLINGS!!!!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME!!! U GOT PHOENIX THE DAD, TRUCY AND HER BIG BRO APOLLO AHH THATS SO CUTEEEE
i actually clipped the very moment i worked out they were related but i need to ask a friends permission to post it since her voice is in it too lol (i instantly noticed the bracelets and it felt like something clicked together in my brain)
i was genuinely fucking tweaking when the pic of the gramayres showed up because THAT DAMN SINGER FROM TURNABOUT SERENADE WAS THERE. genuinely fucking tweaking but couldnât make the connection at the time. i knew it was an old pic bc of zak being there.
also, ZAK WAS THE VICTIM FROM THE FIRST CASE?!!!?!!!?!! AND TRUCY AND PHOENIX KNEW??!!!!?!!??! i knew i recognised that pic on the wall of the agency too much!! it was bugging me for so long!
i am really happy all the magic stuff went to trucy in the end, i was starting to get really bad vibes from the uncle dude. especially with the 7 years ago case. i felt so bad for phoenix, he had no idea that paper was forged.
speaking of that, KRISTOPH. THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL. BLACK PSYCHE LOCKS???? iâve only ever seen red ones. and the creepy face showing up on his hand⊠did bro genuinely make a deal with the devil or something?? i was freaked out. everything went back to him it gave me absolute chills. he tried killing a sweet girl :( i love vera sm :(( i cant tell you how happy it made me that klavier wasnât in cahoots with his brother though, i think i would have been real disappointed in him if that happened. thank god they didnât go that route. klavier is deffo one of my fav prosecutors (sorry franziska!)
i thought it was well mad one of the jurors was apollo and trucyâs mum. also side note, the mum is very pretty :3 i can see why phoenix chose that though, i honestly gave him not enough credit lol. heâs a smart man.
the end genuinely made me cry. the way phoenix and thalassa spoke of their kids and how phoenix will take care of them and how theyâre important to him made me fucking WEEP. phoenix is such a good daddy T^T
and on an unrelated note, seeing gumshoe in the case 7 years ago made me so happy. i missed that teddy bear :3 seeing meekins was another story, no damn wonder zak escaped LMFAO. nah iâm too harsh on meekins i genuinely like the guy heâs funny
100/10 game. on to the next one!!
EDIT: i was also really happy to use the magatama again. i missed it, it was fun to use. that entire section was fucking awesome and i had so much fun playing it
AFTER SO MANY YEARS IVE FINALLY STARTED APOLLO JUSTICE
i know absolutely nothing about this game or the next two and iâve avoided spoilers for so long and i just finished the first case and i have one thing to say
WHEN DID PHOENIX BECOME A DILF GOD DAMN
also the first case was absolutely bonkers for a first case my god
#my post#self reblog#spoilers#apollo justice trilogy#apollo justice ace attorney#phoenix wright#ace attorney#hayleyâs ace attorney adventures#gaming adventures
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i finally started playing aa investigations and iâm already completely in love with these mechanics highkey really really fun
#ace attorney#ace attorney investigations#aa investigations#aa miles edgeworth#this is slightly biased because im also just fucking PUMPED about edgeworth all the time and anything involving him#and gumshoe!!!!!!! i missed him SO much#baby boy baby....#and god i always dig aa soundtracks#i am in LOVE with this game yall#and you get to MOVE#lil baby edgeworth sprite running around investigating im in love okay#i LOVE seeing edgeworth winning#also i love how murderers find edgeworths possessions and think they would be the perfect place for a crime#rip edgeworths stuffđ#also just a relief to get away from some of the dual destinies mechanics and logic leaps that irked me a bit#and have some stuff closer to the og trilogy but still a little different and new#and also EDGEWORTH is HERE!!!#i love him i simp#also sidenote but i had to turn my ringer on for the game sound#even though itâs always off on my ipad#and it lead to the horrifying discovery that the weather app notifications i get are accompanied by a creepy robot man that read the notifs#lots of big things tonight#my posts#life junk
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Anyway this is @sapphire-wine fault so blame her.
Detective conan ace attorney au where Edgeworth gets reverted to the body of a child after he followed after two men dressed in black he suspected were a part of a smuggling ring. Gumshoe lost him and when Edgeworth woke up he was like 5 again.
Gumshoe finds him in a pile of his old clothes that heâs MANY sizes too small for now. But Gumshoe canât afford to take care of him! And he Definitely cant go home. He canât even reach the door handle! Luckily Mia, Wright and Maya are all at this theme park celebrating Wrightâs first case win!Â
Gumshoe: Hey can you hold onto this for me for a second?
Wright: Huh? Sure?
Gumshoe: *Hands him tiny Edgeworth but in glasses and baby*
Wright: ... *Miles sweating bullets as Phoenix studies him* YOUâRE SO CUTE!
Edgeworth, master of being where the murders are gets Wright and Mia a Lot of work. Edgeworth is trying so hard to track down this smuggling ring and get his body back. Wright laments to... Tails (open to a better/worse fake name for Miles) that the man he studied law to met has suddenly disappeared. Phoenix and Tails share Wrightâs bed the first few nights before they buy a second futon. Miles looks at him so sadly. Then Wright starts snoring and he looks less fond.
Miles regularly wakes Phoenix up in the middle of the night with nightmares. Phoenix cuddles him back to bed with all the Dad he will one day master. Talks to Mia about getting Tails into therapy because clearly that kid has seen some shit and is not handling it well.
Miles has to sit through first grade. It is a nightmare of children he does not know how to interact with (just like the first time!) and mind numbing boredom. (Just like last time!) Phoenix gets Many requests from the teachers to âjust let the kids write his own reports please.â Phoenix has no idea what theyâre talking about.
Heâs in a class with uhh Kay, Sebastian, Athena and Cody. They are very impressed by the fact he knows so much about the Steel Samurai and they make him watch the Jamminâ ninja as well. They solve kiddy cases as the Detective Kids. Sometimes these turn into murders/mafia/kidnappings. Itâs Fine.
Franziska flies in to see her Father again. (Read: To look for her missing brother that sheâs terrified her Father killed.) She is absolutely Brutal in court and Tears Wright and Mia apart. They manage to eke out a second day by the skin of their teeth.
Edgeworth sees her leaving. All rage and pain wrapped up in fury. Scrambles to remember what it was that kid called her that had her preening for Days.
âHey Ms. Whip Lady!â Oh he was getting hit for that.
The hit never came. â... What is it small child?â
âWould you like to play chess some time with me?â
â... If you would like,â (I am so lonely here) âI suppose I could.â (I just want my brother back)Â âMy little brother loves that game you know?â
âI do.â
Edgeworth sneaking into Lanaâs office to find some key evidence about the smuggling ring. Gant Almost finding him. Badd searching for the same group. Shields returning and putting together who Miles is after like 0.5 cases with him and proceeding to almost blow his cover every single time they meet. Edgeworth questioning the system that corrupted him. Badd being Deeply frustrated people keep letting the 5 year old Tails run around the crime scene. (Gumshoe why are you letting this happen?!)
Miles learning that Kayâs father was killed by the smuggling ring to stop the investigation. That Athenaâs uncle/brother was framed for murder by them. Realizing that Sebastianâs father is the head of the organization that attempted to have him killed (you thought it was a coincidence we went after you? You sniff around a little too much and Von Karma wasnât moving fast enough) Cody is- well heâs just a very good boy with a camera and a love of the steel samurai and justice. Miles loves him very much.
Phoenix getting so desperate to just Know if Miles is alive or not that he asks Maya to channel him. (Mia already refused) Maya accidentally pulling Gregory instead and Gregory, lost and confused, comforting Phoenix.
Ema developing a âcureâ for his deaged state but unfortunately it only works for a little while. âPhoenix I-â Love you too. He wants to say. But their isnât time. There is Never enough time.
Them all tearing down the entire smuggling ring and uprooting the deep roots of corruption in their system. The sword raised above the guilty chest of the corrupted and damned ready to plunge it in for one final victory over evil and madness-
When Von Karma kicks the feet out from under him.
And suddenly their whole case is falling apart because their Lead witness is suddenly pleading guilty to his fatherâs murder and there are so many voices demanding his guilt and so many more asking where Tails went- No one cared about Edgeworth. Edgeworth should just Die. Let him just die boy. Donât make us force your hand.
Miles curling up that Same Exact way Tails does after an earthquake. Phoenix who was So ready to defend him realizing that Miles has been manipulating him for Months now and leaving the courthouse in a rage. Franziska holding her brother that sheâs been looking for so long as his bones Melt back down to youth. A glazed eye boy taking the stand and confessing to his fatherâs guilt. Mia griting her teeth and not knowing how to proceed.
Von Karma demanding a verdict because Itâs rather obvious isnât it?
Franziska yelling out Objection! Standing against her Father. Shaking and demanding a fair trial for him. Protecting her Little Brother from her Father. From Papa with shaking hands.
(I spent the last months thinking youâd taken him from me once. Iâll not stand by and let you do that to me for Real)
He delaying the trial enough that Wright comes back. Them fighting side by side. The kids yelling out things that Miles taught them. The Ballistic markings Mr. Nick!
Coming together at the last minute to save Miles Edgeworth. Uncovering the truth and exposing the corruption of the system. Miles and Phoenix talking. I wanted to save you. You did.
Edgeworth taking the detective kids out for trips to the museum after its all over. Them being surprised how little their dynamic changes despite the fact he can now drive. He is still an absolute pushover but now he can buy them candy.
Lana and Mia reconnect over this kid they got very attached to (Miles vs Tails) and swapping stories and dragging him mercilessly. Maya dragging Edgeworth in his full adult glory to their (previously established) weekly steel samurai viewing party that Does take place in a mountain of pillows and blankets.
Phoenix sitting up late that first night that Edgeworth went back home and Missing. Missing all the space that was filled by another person. By caring for another person. (Shouldnât it be a relief? Why am I so empty?) Mindlessly calling Edgeworth who answers because he canât sleep even though heâs exhausted. (i donât want to dream and wake up alone.) Come over Edgeworth. Edgeworth sleeping on the futon on the floor and Wright dropping his hand over the edge for Edgeworth to hold. Edgeworth not waking up alone.
Detective Conan au.
#miles edgeworth#phoenix wright#kay faraday#mia fey#maya fey#detective conan au#i'm not totally commited on the kids#maybe kay should be her normal age and we put someone else there. Pearl maybe?#and Kay comes back and gives Edgeworth alcohol to cure his cold and that's why he ages back up-#anyway#thanks SAPPHIRE#long post#writing
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thinking Once Again about an ace attorney taz balance au:
nick as taako. heâs nicer than the og flip wizard, sure, but theyâre both stubborn, creative, and petty little bitches when they wanna be. they both contain multitudes. (and prior to the adventure, nick used to run a law firm in the town of glamour springs with a man named kristoph gavin. he doesnât talk about glamour springs anymore)
gumshoe as magnus. rustic hospitality and a heart of gold? check. dumb as a sack of rocks? double check <3 I would have maggey as julia, but i have another role in mind for her, so weâll see.
maya as merle. okay, hear me out. maya as merle with x-treme teen magatama she uses to cast zone of truth. maya as merle, a devotee of the god of life, misty. maya as merle, a scared teen with too much on her plate who eventually dips and leaves her cousin behind because she just canât take it. maya as merle, because she chooses joy.
edgeworth as kravitz. this one is just obvious. also fancy boys squad.
thereâs a woman in nickâs umbrella. her name is mia, and sheâs been as good as dead for a long, long time.
the trio are warned to avoid masked phantoms. eventually, they run across a lich who calls himself godot, and claims to have crawled up from the depths of hell to warn them of the hunger of the world. something about him seems strangely familiar.
working for the bureau of balance isnât easy, especially when your boss is a hardass like lana skye. under the surface, though, sheâs a lot nicer than she appears. and under THAT surface, sheâs hiding something.
lanaâs assistant only says his title, so thatâs what people call him. âjudge!â he says. âjudge, judge!â
in a far off section of the felicity wilds, thereâs a place called hazakura. it can give you whatever you desire â if you can beat some challenges. twins preside over it, identical in all but their hair. they seem sweet. they seem kind. they seem helpful. funny, how people can seem.
thereâs a goddess weaving a tapestry. sheâs not very good at weaving. sheâs not very good at most things. but maggey tries, and when she sees seven threads she knows theyâre going to be amazing.
there is a shadow creeping, looming, lurking in us all. her voice booms to the masses and when her words do not sway them, her whip certainly does. franziska von karma is being eaten alive by her own twisted perseverance, her own unhinged determination. she is hungry. she is hungry. she is almost here. (and god, does she miss her only friend)
trucy wright is a magician, but that doesnât mean she doesnât solve crime in her off hours. sheâs not the worldâs greatest detective for nothing, you know.
anyways taz balance au please god someone talk to me about this Iâm in love with the concept
#ace attorney#phoenix wright ace attorney#phoenix wright#maya fey#dick gumshoe#Mia fey#Lana skye#Diego Armando#godot ace attorney#franziska von karma#miles edgeworth#trucy wright#maggey birde#dahlia hawthorne#iris ace attorney#iris fey#judge ace attorney#taz balance au
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The Miles Dadworth Fic Rec List
List last updated: May 14 2021
Hopefully comprehensive list of fics of Miles Edgeworth Being A Father. This can be heavily implied or him outright adopting a kid. Not filtered through for quality, I just picked all the ones I could find easily.
Hereâs how it works: I went through the 29 fics in the platonic Miles&Kay tag on ao3 that werenât also tagged with the ship (gross), and skimmed through the fics that listed them both in the character tags. I also went through the platonic Sebastian&Miles tag. (Pretty much all the Sebastian fics are under the aai2 spoilers category regardless of how much spoilers are actually in there, just to be on the safe side!) I picked out ones that were either Miles Is A Dad or at least had heavy Dad vibes, and in which that relationship played a major if not were the sole focus of the story.
I didnât go through Trucyâs tag yet because itâs the largest and also overlaps heavily with narumitsu - and while I love the ship, I wanted to focus on platonic relationships here, and didnât really want to break down if each fic is more Miles&Trucy focused or narumitsu focused. Maybe later! I also didnât go through the fics with original child characters for Miles -- though if you have any, lmk and Iâll add in a category for them, it counts as Dadworth too.
In the interest of being transparent as possible, these options are probably going to be biased. I read over or at least skimmed all of the fics submitted here before I put together this list, and therefore, I probably missed some that are tagged under ships that I personally dislike. As long as the ship isnât something egregious, feel free to recommend it preferably with the Dadworth parts you like pointed out to me, and Iâll add it!
Now that those disclaimers are done⊠each of the fics below is sorted into one of three categories based on spoilers. Thereâs the link, followed by the title, author, rating, word count, and completion status (most are complete) along with any notes I thought might be helpful, such as which Dadworth relationship it focuses on but also any content warnings. Check them out and send the authors your love!
If you have any recommendations for the list, whether thatâs because itâs on a non-ao3 site, under a ship I avoided, under a Dadworth relationship I didnât search for, or I just plain missed something⊠send me a message either here or on twitter @rivalsforlife with a link to the fic!Â
Similarly, if one of your fics on this list and you donât want it to be, let me know and Iâll remove you from it, no hard feelings!
Full list under the âkeep readingâ.
Relatively Spoiler-Free Recs
⊠like itâs not going to be totally spoiler-free, but no major spoilers for anything released post-AJ unless stated otherwise.
Surprise Visit, by tellezara. T, 1385 words, complete. Not explicitly Dadworth, but Kay breaks into Milesâs house and meets Phoenix. Background narumitsu.
Means to an End by xtwilightzx. T, 24653 words, complete. Miles + Kay and a little bit of Miles + Trucy, again thereâs narumitsu haha oops thereâs gonna be a lot of those. Itâs a spy+secret agent AU, I kind of just went through the Kay parts when adding it so I didnât read over a lot of it and itâs been a while since I read it the first time. Not a fluffy piece, so tread carefully!
startling conclusions., by snowweiss. G, 3589 words, complete. Mainly Miles + Trucy and also Kay is there, and again, background narumitsu.Â
The Little Things, by TelepathJeneral. G, 1838 words, complete. Miles+Kay, literally tagged âthe âdad who isnât a dadââ so. Yeah.
By the Skies, by potatomin. G, 1893 words, complete. Miles + Kay, not outright dad-stuff and can be read as friendship-only but here I am anyways claiming it
Turnabout Road Trip, by AutisticWriter. G, 1032 words, complete. Miles + Kay, not outright dad stuff but thereâs a line implying it. Miles and Kay go to the Stonewall Inn, and thereâs implied narumitsu.
Dear Kay, by chariset. T, 3790 words, complete. As the name would suggest itâs Miles + Kay. Contains spoilers for Dual Destinies, largely narumitsu focused, and a few lines that are nsfw-ish (for the narumitsu) but nothing graphic.
Jingleheimer Schmidt, by Meowzee. T, 2702 words, complete. Itâs an AU where Miles has adopted (younger) Kay, Sebastian, and Ema, running into Phoenix who has adopted Trucy and (younger) Apollo and (human?) Charley. Thereâs a bit of implied narumitsu in there I think.
The Track Meet, by Auste. G, 2053 words, complete. Kay invites Miles and Gumshoe to her track meet. Itâs not outright Dadworth, can be read as friendship only, but itâs implied in a few places.
An Unexpected Embrace, by PaleSkiessss. G, 2493 words, complete. Miles+Kay, thereâs a spoiler for the victim of AAI case 4 in there but since I donât think itâs an outright spoiler itâs here. Warning for kidnapping and hopsitals.
A Real Hero, by agoldengalaxy. G, 1609 words, complete. Miles+Kay, it takes place after aai2 but there arenât any spoilers for it in here.Â
The Single-Dads-In-Law-Enforcement Club, by milesedgeworthy (glassandroses). T, 1063 words at the time of writing this, incomplete. AU where Miles adopts Kay (who is aged down in this). Narumitsu seems to be a future focus, thereâs also Gumshoe/Maggey and Mia/Diego.Â
Long Known Facts, by Laquilasse. G, 3010 words, complete. Miles+Kay and Miles+Trucy, along with Miles+Gregory (various Dadworth flavours!). Miles turns 36 and reflects on the loss of his father; itâs a little heavy, naturally, but has a hopeful ending. Narumitsu is there as a pairing. Warning for past suicidal thinking.
Looking Past the Blindside, by AuthorForHire. G, 2808 words, complete. Miles+Kay, watching the beginning of Turnabout Succession (hence, AA4 spoilers).
From Borginia, with Love, by Inkblot0Blue. G, 678 words, complete (but reportedly part of an earlier abandoned(?) work). Miles+Kay and Miles+Sebastian, but no spoilers pop up regarding Sebastian.
Found, by BexDaBex. G, 318 words, complete. Miles+Kay, Miles finds Kay crying in the prosecutorâs office.
To the victor goes the spoils, by Verse. G, 499 words, complete. Miles+Kay, Miles spends a ridiculous amount of money on Kay. Warning that, while the fic itself is fine and absolutely dadworth, it is based on a prompt and the prompter mentions it as a ship in the prompt. (Again, the fic itself is fine, just brace yourself for that if needed.)
Making the Most, by digitaldreams. G, 2000 words, complete. Miles+Kay, Miles introduces Kay to Phoenix. narumitsu is in this one.
AAI Spoilers
For fics that contain spoilers for the first investigations game, but not the second.
Room 1202, by AquilaMage, G, 2950 words, complete. A bit of Miles + Kay stuff, but mostly Kay and Trucy sister-like bonding fluff!
Late Night, by agoldengalaxy. G, 1270 words, complete. Miles + Kay, post-AAI.
Turnabout Smokescreen, by chariset. T, 61036 words, complete. This is a multi-chapter casefic, itâs not super Dadworth focused but believe me it is in there, Miles + Kay. Some SOJ spoilers, not very fluffy, and I didnât read over it before adding it to the list since itâs so long, so there may be some warnings or spoilers that I missed!
Promises, by an orphaned account :(. G, 1390 words, complete. Miles + Kay, Miles signs her promise notebook.
Two in the Bush, by Rosage. G, 4568 words, complete. Miles has adopted Kay in this, and some Kay+Trucy interactions plus Protective Dad Phoenix -- itâs not a fluffy fic, though, deals with moral ambiguity + Actual Yatagarasu Kay.
Spreading Her Wings, by Auste. G, 1542 words, complete. Less Dadworth and more Miles as a mentor to Kay, on her first day as a prosecutor, but Iâm counting it in this anyways.
Father and daughter, by thewritingchip. G, 370 words, complete. Miles + Kay. Kay misses her father.
Coming out, by Verse. G, 977 words, complete. Miles+Kay, Kay comes out as trans to Miles. Content warning for an instance of unintentional deadnaming in the fic.
Never Lose You, by Leave_the_cravat. T, 13800 words, incomplete as of the time Iâm writing this. Miles+Kay, Miles get shot and his friends/found family wait for him to recover. Evidently, content warning for gun violence and hospitals; more detailed warnings in the chapters.
Here, by lesbiantoddhoward. G, 1194 words, complete. Miles+Kay, Kay works through some of her trauma post-AAI with the help of Miles. Not outright dadworth, but can be read as such.
AAI2 Spoilers
For fics that contain any amount of spoilers for the second investigations game.
Childswap, by theacegrace, aka me⊠sorry for the self-promotion haha but it fits. G, 11781 words, complete, has Milesâ relationships with Trucy + Kay + Sebastian (and also background, heavily implied narumitsu)
âfamily.â, by snowweiss. G, 2403 words, complete, features Milesâ relationships with Kay and Trucy and also narumitsu. No major plot spoilers but some implied ones through aai2 case 3 and 4.
These Children Are Not Objections, But I Will Raise Them!, by organicgold. G, 12368 words, complete. Has a whole bunch of platonic relationships you can see in the tags and also narumitsu. Some plot spoilers re: Sebastian
Edgeworth Gets Glasses, by Pinkstar14, G, 1516 words, complete. There arenât any aai2 plot spoilers but Ray and Sebastian do show up in this. A bit of Miles and Sebastian, and Miles and Kay. Also Gregoryâs Ever-Looming Presence, because technically heâs a dadworth too.
a great thief has to eat too, by polly_perks. G, 1357 words, complete. Some spoilers for cases 4 and 5 in here, focused on Miles and Kay. Miles gives Kay college advice.
Family Found, by MortisBane. G, 2422 words, complete. Spoilers are just General Sebastian things, but itâs outright dadworth with Kay and Sebastian.
Marked, by AquilaMage. T, 2112 words, complete. Kind of like one of those âsoulmate AUsâ except skin-to-skin contact with someone who truly loves you, whether thatâs platonic, familial, or romantic, results in marks. Has some Miles + Sebastian dad stuff, but Miles also has Sebastian and Kay living with him. Thereâs also the Klavier/Sebastian ship. Warnings for implied child abuse.
That Warm Familiar Feeling, by ShyAura. G, 3091 words, complete. Itâs an AU where Kay and Seb are aged down and Miles adopts them. Again warnings for implied child abuse in this re: Blaise.
Sleeping on Talent, by StrawhatsAndDeliberds. G, 10258 words, complete. Mostly Miles + Sebastian focused, but Miles adopts both him and Kay after the events of aai2 (or at least lets them live in his house.)
With a Chip in his Shoulder, by StrawhatsAndDeliberds. G, 80179 words at the time of writing this, incomplete. Much like the one above, Miles+Sebastian focused but Kay is there too. (Iâm not sure if this is supposed to be part of a series or not, but itâs similar with Sebastian working through his issues!)
Surprises and Pride, by agoldengalaxy. G, 2848 words, complete. Miles+Kay but Sebastian is there too, I donât think there are any aai2 spoilers but since it takes place post-aai2 and Sebastian is there, I put it here just to be safe!
Awfully Quiet, by rainingbluegold. G, 1079 words, complete. Miles+Kay and Miles+Sebastian, Miles cheers them up after the events of aai2.
Home Is Where The Heart Is, by JJsADragon. G, 5887 words, complete. Miles+Kay - Miles tries to figure out Kayâs secret about where sheâs been staying throughout the course of the investigations games.Â
Birds of a Feather, by theacegrace (oh look itâs me again). G, 8738 words, complete. Miles+Kay (with a little bit of Miles+Gregory). Five times Miles reminds Kay of her father, and one time Miles reminds himself of his own.
Warm Welcome, by debestefarewell. G, 551 words, complete. Miles+Sebastian - Sebastian gets a REAL dad.
Of Revelations and Wedding Bells, by Hotel_Japanifornia. G, 1330 words, complete. Miles+Kay, Kay is getting married (to an ambiguous/unknown partner) and Miles walks her down the aisle.
schön rosmarin, by KiwiKat_Writes. T, 13885 words at the time of writing this, incomplete. Miles+Sebastian and some Miles+Kay. Sebastian gets a dog! Warnings for some child abuse (Blaise being horrible), mentioned animal death at the beginning. (I havenât had the time to read this one in detail yet, so let me know if I missed something.)
Smile Through the Memories, by VonKarmasWhip. T, 2490 words, complete. Miles+Kay, where Miles adopts Kay and deals with memories and doubts about being a father. Thereâs Gregbadd in the beginning of this and mentions of narumitsu and faraskye.
A Different Kind of Lullaby, by JJsADragon. T, 4101 words, complete. Miles+Sebastian, Sebastian calls Miles in the middle of the night wondering what happened to his mother. Content warning for Blaise being terrible, so implied/referenced child abuse and neglect.
Photosynthesize, by UtterPandamonium. T, 2140 words, incomplete at the time of writing this. Miles+Kay, with Miles and Phoenix and their accidental child acquisitions. No spoilers yet, but Iâm putting it here just in case there is. narumitsu and franmaya are tagged as relationships in here.
#ace attorney#dadworth#miles edgeworth#kay faraday#sebastian debeste#ace attorney fic recs#dadworth fic rec list
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Thoughts on While the City Sleeps (1928)
I finally got to see While the City Sleeps, one of Lon Chaneyâs late career movies. The movie has never been released on home media or streaming, and can only be found on YouTube as far as I know. The print is quite beat up, with large chunks of missing footage and a story that can often get confusing if you have not read a synopsis beforehand. Regardless, itâs an enjoyable crime yarn, well-directed by Jack Conway and featuring a memorable Chaney performance.
Chaney plays Dan, an Irish-American gumshoe out to thwart gangsters terrorizing the city. He also wants to protect Myrtle (Anita Page), a young flapper who hangs out with crooks for kicks only to find herself endangered by the association. Saving her is a bit complicated though, since sheâs in love with one of the less homicidal gang members. To make matters more awkward, Danâs in love with Myrtle too, despite the massive age gap between them.
Most of the film feels like a prototypical police procedural, with Dan investigating crime scenes and interrogating an assortment of crooks. Chaney is thoroughly absorbed in his role and clearly had a ball with it, incorporating even the smallest details to make his performance believable. Heâs tough-fibered but not without a tender side. For example, he is willing to give the sole decent crook Marty a chance to clean up his act.
Iâm sad so many segments of this film have deteriorated because there are some thrilling scenes in here that would work so much better if we had the full context for them. Iâm particularly sad that the print I watched didnât have a lot of the Polly Moran character, a landlady whoâs sweet on Dan. What does exist gives us a great glimpse of some great comic chemistry between the two of them. Iâm with Chaney biographer Michael F. Blake in wishing those two had gotten to be a screen team in the mold of Marie Dressler and Wallace Beery.
About the only thing I didnât like was the obligatory unrequited love subplot. Chaney movies often have him pining after a woman he cannot have and most of the time, that concept at least fits in the story because Chaneyâs characters tend to be outsiders craving affection. However, here it feels more like the writers were like, âWell, Chaneyâs in this movie, so we gotta have him mooning after Anita Page.â It doesnât help that Page was 17 at the time of shooting and very much looks it. The two actors work best in the scenes where Dan is more a frustrated father figure trying to keep Myrtle out of trouble. The romantic stuff just falls flat.
Fortunately, the rest of the movie is good enough to overcome that flaw. Itâs interesting to see Chaney in a part like this-- had he lived, it might have been interesting to see him in a film noir along these lines (even though he would have been in his 60s by then... but still!). Like I said before, the print of the full film on YouTube is rough but itâs worth checking out if you love Chaney. Hereâs hoping it receives a decent release someday.
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1-3: Turnabout Transfix (1/2)
Ray and Maya both teased him about his "old man phone," but in Miles's opinion, it worked perfectly well, so he saw no point in replacing it. It was simple, it was solid, and most importantly, he could still customize a ringtone with it.
This meant that waking up abruptly to a tinny rendition of the Steel Samurai theme song had him in a marginally better mood than if it were a normal, repetitive ringing dragging him out of slumber an hour earlier than usual. He fumbled blindly for the cell phone chiming away on his nightstand and dragged it over to him, squinting futilely at the caller ID before answering.
"Mlejerth," he managed.
"My!" screeched a voice, shouting directly into his ear and startling him into sitting up. "It's a disaster!"
"Wh-- Maya? What happened? Are you in danger?"
"It's the Steel Samurai!" Maya wailed. "He killed the Evil Magistrate!"
"Well, that seems largely out of character for him," Miles mused, rubbing his eyes. "...Wait, hold on, where did you get this information? Why are you giving me spoilers?"
"I mean in real life! Turn on the TV, or whatever it is you old men do to get news!"
"In real--" Miles's sleep-addled brain struggled to comprehend what Maya was trying to tell him. "You... do you mean their actors?"
"Yes! Duh!"
He fell back against the headboard in shock. "You're telling me Will Powers killed Jack Hammer?" Why didn't she say that in the first place?!
"That's what the police are saying! You're a defense attorney, My, do something! There's no way the Steel Samurai would kill anybody!"
"Wh-- Maya, you can't expect me to be able to catch the attention of a celebrity, let alone be picked by him to defend him in court! I've only acted as an attorney in two trials!"
"Yeah, and you beat Sascha von Karma! That's better than a whole resume of cases or whatever! Come on, My, you gotta!"
Miles pinched the bridge of his nose. "You won't stop pestering me until I agree to this, will you?"
"Nnnnope!" Maya popped the P emphatically. "Meet you at the detention center!"
"Yes, I'll see you--"
Click.
"...there..."
What had he just gotten himself into?
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"So this is Global Studios?" Maya asked, hands on her hips as she peered around. "I kinda expected it to be... I dunno, bigger."
"Bigger isn't always better, you know," Miles replied, pushing up his glasses. "They make do excellently with what they have, wouldn't you agree?"
"You can say that again!"
Maya strolled closer to the gate, standing on her tiptoes. "Geez, where's the handle for this thing? You think we might have to climb it?"
Miles gave her a look that he hoped conveyed his lack of amusement properly. "We are not breaking into the studio. I highly doubt they'd let just anyone in, especially after a murder just took place. We might need to go back and get, well, a permission slip from Mr. Powers."
Maya smirked at him. "You just wanna get his autograph."
Miles's ears burned. "It's important to the case--"
A horrible screech startled them both, and Maya sprang back from the gate, reflexively snagging Miles by the sleeve and making him flinch a second time. It took him a moment to recognize the piercing cry as a human voice instead of some furious animal.
"Hey! You there! You wanna get in, you're gonna have to go through me! Honestly, all day I've had to deal with nothing but gawkers and sightseers, it seems like nobody in this city knows how to keep their nose out of things, they've all got another thing coming if they think they can get past me--"
He turned to find a person in blue storming out of the nearby security station and towards them both. Intimidated, but knowing better than to let that show, he straightened up, and beside him, Maya did the same.
"Er, pardon me. I'm a defense attorney, and this is my," Miles hesitated, "paralegal. We're here on behalf of--"
The elderly woman squinted at him, then brightened like a light being turned on. "Oh! What a lovely young man you are, aren't you just a sweetheart?"
Miles blinked at the praise. Beside him, Maya made a sudden retching noise, though he couldn't fathom why. "Er, I'm representing Will Powers," he continued, gesturing to the badge on his lapel, "and I was hoping you could let us in to conduct an investigation? You are the security guard, aren't you?"
"Oh, where are my manners? Wendy Oldbag, Global Studios security, but you can just call me grandma!" The old woman waved a hand at him. (Miles was... not going to do that.) "Why, you're so polite, not at all like most people these days, so pushy and impatient, looking to sightsee just because something horrible happened! No, I can tell you're an honest young man, you wouldn't dream of causing trouble, would you?"
Miles shook his head. Oldbag continued to ramble, so his gaze slipped away from her and towards Maya, who looked positively mortified.
"My, I think she likes you," she stage-whispered.
"Is that not a good thing?" Miles was puzzled. "She'll be more likely to let us in."
"Ohh, boy..."
It took a lot of convincing to assure this woman that they didn't need a personally guided tour, thank you, and it was Maya being her blunt self that eventually got her to take the hint and leave in a huff.
"That was..." Miles searched for the right word as he gazed about the studio grounds.
"Yikes," Maya finished.
"Maya, she was a perfectly agreeable woman--"
"Are you that oblivious, My? She was totally into you!" She threw her hands into the air. "You get such a bad crush you practically block out your memory when Mr. Powers talks to you, but this lady flirting with you doesn't set off any alarm bells?"
Miles spluttered. "She was not flirting!"
"She was totally making kissy eyes at you!"
"This is an entirely irrelevant discussion topic anyways, we should be investigating."
Maya puffed her cheeks out, balling her fists. "You can't just stand there and let weird old ladies creep on you, My!"
"Believe me," he huffed with finality, "I would never let any weird old person get into my head."
They didn't get far before a figure standing under the archway leading to the studios spotted them. The already large detective puffed up in anger when they approached.
"Hey! Aren't you that murderer from the other day?!"
Maya squeaked, bravado evaporating. "Yikes! It's that himbo detective...!"
"I-- I beg your pardon, Maya, what--"
The detective - Gumshoe, was it? - stomped a foot in frustration, chest heaving. "Prosecutor von Karma's real upset because of you! All frustrated and can't focus on work, staring out the window and muttering..."
Maya seemed to regain her resolve. "How is it our fault she's a sore loser, huh? And besides, if anyone's at fault, it's you for doing sloppy detective work!"
This only served to agitate Gumshoe further. "Don't you insult my boss!" he exploded. But then, all at once, he deflated, brows knitting together guiltily. "...I did my best..."
Maya looked thrown. "Um... s-sorry," she stammered. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings..."
The detective shook his head. "Nah, you got a point, pal... I shouldn't be blaming other people like that..."
Miles refrained from pointing out that it was pretty much his job to be blaming other people, along with his boss's. "Well, I suppose there's always the next case."
"Yeah... hey! Speaking of which! What the heck are you two doing here?!"
Maya put her hands on her hips and tried to make herself look bigger. "Well, we're on this case too, pal!"
Gumshoe's mouth fell open in offense. "Hey! You can't just go around calling people pal! That's my endearing character trait, pal!"
"Well, what are you gonna do about it, pal?!"
"Pal, I'm gonna--"
"Are you here," Miles interrupted loudly, "on behalf of Miss von Karma?"
It was the wrong thing to say, evidently, as Gumshoe set his jaw again. "I told you to address Prosecutor von Karma by the proper title! Don't let me catch you saying that around my boss, or you're in for it!"
What an odd thing to insist on, Miles thought, but he nodded along nonetheless. "Well? Are you?"
"Am I what...?" Gumshoe took a moment, most likely replaying the conversation in his head. "Oh! Yeah! Prosecutor von Karma's on this case, and this time, we've definitely got it in the bag!"
Miles remembered the strange, uneasy feeling he'd gotten when staring down that woman in court. How her eyes burned with a disgust and hatred Miles couldn't hope to decipher. How her cold composure had dissolved into furious outbursts and frantic bluffs in an effort to save face as Miles took her case apart. How angry, humiliated tears had pricked at the corners of her eyes, and she'd clung anxiously to her right side like she was preventing a wound from bleeding out.
"I'd be worried about her punching you, My," Maya had said to him, "but I think she might just break her hand trying."
How the scrawny brunette managed to be so imposing, Miles had no idea. Everything about her made his stomach twist, like something was inherently incorrect about her. He almost felt sorry for her, having to be raised by a man like Manfred von Karma, but she had been molded into his likeness - a ruthless prosecutor who sought no less than a perfect win record - which made her his enemy.
Some part of him wondered if they could have been friends in another life - a life where they'd crossed paths earlier.
But Miles had far more important things to worry about than that.
#roleswap au#turnabout transition#ace attorney#long post#collab writes#miles edgeworth#maya fey#dick gumshoe#wendy oldbag#misgendering#misgendering tw#I don't think the word existed in 2016 but the comedic potential of Maya calling Gumshoe a himbo is too good to pass up
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Dear youngbounty,
Co-Mod: I didnât see any clones, but thanks!
Dear BDC,
Co-Mod: That idea sounds interesting, but unfortunately, I donât know enough about Dangronpa to be able to pull that off. I can see if the other mods do, but I canât promise anything more than that.
I agree with you about the Proto Badger, though. I hate him more than Dr. Eggman hates âthat hedgehog.â Sadly, it looks like weâre stuck with him for now. Why couldnât you have taken him with you, the Mod?
Dear MB,
Co-Mod: Iâm glad (and impressed) that you were able to free yourself in such a creative way, but itâs all good. I used to do the same sort of mockery with submittersâ letters before someone pointed out its potential rudeness, since some of them donât speak English as their first language, so I've got no room to complain. In fact, Iâm a big stickler about getting my spelling and grammar correct, so please feel free to point out any errors you find.
Dear Anonymous,
Co-Mod: Which ones, specifically? I know that some of the ones from the Court Record are glitchy (and I failed to inform the new moderator about that), but I havenât noticed anything unusual in any of the letters. Show me an example, and Iâll see what can be done about it.
(Previous Letter)
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Dear Anonymous,
Mod Vera: Thatâs a good point! I must have missed that Easter egg. I was also originally going to make a joke about Gaâran needing wigs for herself, but decided to keep it to something closer to canon.
For real, though, with Maya, Iris, Inga, Gaâran and now Dhurke, itâs really convenient for spirit channeling disguises that so many people in this world have long black hair!
(Previous Post)
Dear AnthonyDeadman,
Co-Mod: I donât know if I used this sprite before, but it captures how I feel perfectly, so Iâm going with it:
Wait, not that one. This one:
Actually, theyâre both pretty accurate.
This letter means a lot to me, not just because I love knowing that my work and dedication have paid off in some way, but because Iâve been going through some serious struggles lately (more on that in a later post). Being part of a blog that brings fun characters from an fun video game series to life has been awesome enough, and watching it grow into something bigger than it was has been even more awesome, but being able to provide some much-needed opportunities to laugh, smile, and escape from reality during a time of sorrow, fear, and uncertainty has been nothing short of a blessing for me. Not to mention itâs helped me to enjoy life in new ways, so thanks for that, Capcom.
What I really appreciate, though, is you and so many others wishing me the best for the future. It just so happens that the future has been one of my biggest fears for a long time, so hearing this kind of support, even from people I donât know, is precisely what I need right now. Allow me to offer my heartfelt thanks for it, and to wish each and everyone one of you the same. The world needs people who can withstand any sort of circumstance right now, so donât give any less than your best!
Stay gold yourself, pal.
(Previous Post)
Dear mungeondaster,
Mod Vera: Aw, thank you so much! Iâm really happy to be here, and to have Co-Mod help me learn the ropes. I also love Vera! Her appearance is brief, but I do love the withdrawn artist trope, especially with a Pearl-level ignorance of the outside world.
Plus her design is just so dang good! Almost as if she drew herself.
(Previous Letter)
Dear ajanisapprentice,
Mod Vera: Ahahaha, twas I who thought of that! I count that as my first report card as the new Mod!
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Dear mungeondaster,
Mod Vera: Oh, you know Nick relied on Mayaâs budding big sister energy while he was figuring out single fatherhood. As Maya would say, heâs hopeless without her.
Though my personal favorite new headcanon is Pearls helping Gumshoe win Maggeyâs heart. (I still need that fanfiction to happen!)
(The Previous Posts)
Dear yuesworld,
Co-Mod: Itâs great to hear from you again! Dang, itâs hard to believe your first letter was sent 2 years ago. (As if turning 30 didnât make me feel old already...)
I both appreciate and admire your dedication toward translating the letters weâve answered here. I hope youâre able to continue doing so in one way or another, but even if you arenât, Iâm still glad youâve been so willing to share our character portrayals with a broader audience. In fact, we might even have you to thank for part of our increased follower count, so thanks just in case!
Iâm glad you enjoyed the essays, too. I honestly hadnât considered the possibility that Iâd have to write some of those myself after the Mod left, but Iâve had some fun with them, and I hope they helped to make the characters they were about more enjoyable, or at least more interesting. Iâm still planning to finish the remaining requests after my departure, by the way. Hopefully Iâll be able to post them a little more frequently than before.
Iâm happy to report that Iâve been staying healthy and well (although I feel like I keep dodging bullets with people around me getting infected), and I hope the same can be said for you and for everyone else reading this. I wonât lie, things have been tougher than usual for practically every human being lately, even aside from the pandemic. Thankfully, we have someone whoâs all too familiar with trials and tribulations to provide us with a helpful reminder:
Thatâs Phoenix speaking, by the way, in case you forgot.
In other words, this too shall pass, as the Persian adage goes. In the meantime, stay healthy yourself, and thanks for the reminder that weâre not alone in these challenges.
Dear AnthonyDeadman,
Mod Vera: Thank you so much! Iâve also been a fan of this blog for years, for almost as long as Iâve wanted to be a writer! Itâs such a weird elated feeling, to go from being a fan of something to working on it. I almost feel like those people starting their first day at Pixar or something!
Mod Kristoph: Thanks for the kind response! Iâll be sure to get some letters in there when I get the chance!
Mod Paups: Thank you!
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Dear BDC,
Co-Mod: Me too, except Iâd add a few more ânopeâs.
Mod Vera: Hahah, same. But Iâve have politeness so ingrained into my being, Iâd probably throw in a few âno thanksâ just to be safe.
-The Mods
#youngbounty#bluedragoncody#Anonymous#AnthonyDeadman#mungeondaster#ajanisapprentice#yuesworld#Mod Post#Co Mod#Mod Vera#Mod Kristoph#Mod Paups
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Rats!
Rating: G 1,701 words Gen AO3
For @radioactivepigeons who loves Babs being Oracle, Dick Grayson, and rats, written as celebration for her paper! I hope you like it!
Babs glared at her screen. The motion detectors were going crazy in the West Wing, second floor of the Gotham Natural History Museum. The hall where the collection of precious stones and gems was on display behind thick panes of pelxiglas with thick locks and liberal alarms. The problem was the security cameras showed no one there. The footage wasnât looped or old, sheâd already checked, and yet nothing. But the motion detectors going off? In only the West Wing on the second floor? It was almost an annoyance more than anything.
No alarms had been tripped. There was a possibility of malfunction. Except Babs had already piggy-backed into the system and looked for anything out of the ordinary. There was nothing. The motion detectors were genuinely going off, registering actual movement. Except, it made no sense the pattern that they were flashing. She couldnât trace any path or direction; they were just alerting at random.
Oracle had notified Gothamâs resident vigilantes of the oddity happening at the museum. Since no alarms were tripped, the police hadnât been called. Babs didnât think theyâd be much use anyway.
Nightwing was the one who answered her request to check it out, slipping into the museum unnoticed except on her screens. âOracle?â his voice came through her speakers. âIâm here but it looks like all the gems are in their places and the only break-in tonight is mine.â
âThank you, Detective Wonder, I couldnât see that myself,â she let a note of dry teasing slip into her voice.
Dick turned to smile at the closest security camera, âHappy to help!â
Smartass. At least it was a good one.
âYouâre my hands and feet, Nightwing. So, get to gumshoeing before I boot you for one of my Batgirls.â It was only half a threat and they both knew it.
âPoint taken,â Dick laughed. He began a slow trek through the space, looking for anything out of the ordinary and more importantly, anything missing. As he walked, Babs watched the screen showing the motion detectors. If anything, this little exercise was making it all more confusing instead of clearing it up. The sensors registered Dickâs steady and methodical progress and yet still were blinking seemingly at random. So, they were definitely registering movement. But of what?
âNightwing, is there anything to your left right now? Anywhere to your left, low high?â Babs frowned at the steady blinking of the sensor right next to Dickâs current position and the video feed that showed empty air.
âNo. Should there be?â
âAccording to the security system? Yes,â she sighed. Babs was good at puzzles, genuinely enjoyed them too. Twisting the information this way and that until a pattern appeared. Organizing and sorting until she had exactly what she needed. Taking something apart to see if she could determine how it worked and then put it back together once more. Looking at angles and theories and data. Taking it all in and making something new.
But this? This was chaos. Chaos that was giving her a bit of a headache with the insistent flashing. Not to mention the frustration that was building somewhere between her throat and her chest. In her jaw and her hands.
âO?â Dick said, spinning in a slow circle. âI know this is gonna sound crazy but, do you think this might be something⊠paranormal? Supernatural?â
Dropping her head into her hands knocked Babsâs glasses askew. âIt does sound crazy,â she grumbled. âExcept,â she sighed and sat up, âthis is Gotham and our line of work soâŠâ
Her fingers darted back to her keyboard, ready to pull up Zatanna or Ravenâs contacts. Failing that â and god forbid â she was owed favors from Jason Blood and John Constantine so one of them could figure it out and Babs could wipe her hands of it. Just, sheâd probably make Dick stick around to keep an eye on the gems if that was the case.
The call to Zatanna just began ringing through when a flash of white darted across the screen by Dickâs feet. Babs hung up on the mistress of magic and switched back to Dickâs comm. âNightwing, what was that?â
âNot sure,â and he sure sounded it as he got down on his hands and knees. Dick reached into the shadows and Babs lost sight of what was happening. âAha!â came his exclamation a few seconds later.
Dick stood again with something clutched between his hands. It was white and grey and wiggling slightly. âIs that⊠a rat?â
âA rat I know!â Dick sounded downright pleased. Babs hoped that meant he would hurry up and get to the explanation. âOracle, say hi to Impulse!â he held the rat up to the camera.
âUnless something happened that no one told me about â and that is highly unlikely â that is not Impulse. Impulse is either a five-foot three teenaged ball of hyperactivity or a chaotic eight-year-old. Not a rat.â
Dick was petting the rat and making kissy faces at it. Normally Babs liked his kissy faces but her patience was just about gone. âThe rat was named for the former. By the Flash. My Flash. This is his roommateâs rat.â
âWell, Zookeeper Wonder, Iâm going to take your word for it but if I call the Pied Piper and you turn out to be wrong, I am sending the recording of this conversation to everyone in my contacts.â Babs trusted Dick; she wouldnât have been that extreme if she didnât. Also, it wasnât really going to be everyone. Just a few key members of the family, Justice League, Birds, and Titans. They would take care of spreading it to everyone else.
The call to one Hartley Rathawayâs personal cell connected and Babs switched on her voice modulator. It wasnât worth it when running comms, they all knew who she was anyway, but the Pied Piper was a little outside her normal sphere of influence.
âHello?â was the hesitant voice on the other end.
âHello Piper, this is Oracle,â Babs said smoothly, watching Dick play with the rat and making her smile.
There was an audible gulp. âHow can I help you?â
âYou wouldnât by chance own a rat named Impulse who is currently running around the second floor, West Wing, of the Gotham Natural History Museum?â
A pause. Babs waited.
âUh, yeah actually? Howâd you know?â
âNightwing is currently giving it scritches.â
The soft sounds of cursing made her smile. Sometimes her job was just fun and even with the headaches she had to admit that. âThat would explain a lot. Uh, I am not trying to rob the place if that makes you feel better? I got wind of some of the Rogues going out of town for a heist and thought I could stop them. Think of the rats as my field troops?â
âAh, so you are the reason the motion detectors have been going nuts.â
âSorry?â
âNo worries. Just, for future reference, a courtesy call would be lovely and the local rodents and birds would certainly be happy to assist in such matters.â Babs smirked at her own joke.
âRight. Of course. Sorry,â there was a distinct wince in his tone.
She almost felt bad, but her scary reputation was more helpful than not. âIâm assuming youâre still in the area and the Rogues have yet to make a move?â
There was a pause, as though he was trying to figure out how to answer in a manner that wouldnât incur her wrath. Or Batmanâs. Ha, as though Babs was going to tell him any of this. No, what Bruce didnât know didnât hurt him and if he asked, sheâd tell him she and Nightwing sorted it out and instruct Dick to do the same. And for her, he would. Granted, Mr. Rathaway on the other end of the line was unaware of all this.
âPiper?â she prompted. There were other things Babs had to do tonight and while her annoyance had waned and changed into amusement, she still wanted to wrap this up soon.
âRight. Sorry. Iâm in Gotham? Fire escape on the building on the other side of the back alley to be exact.â
âExcellent. Do you have a shortwave comm?â
There was a breath of a laugh. Babs smiled; sheâd known it was a dumb question too. Wally had a tendency to forget things here and there, which Babs had managed to get her hands on. She knew Piperâs tech and knew it was good. âYeah. I do.â
âSwitch to local channel eight, Iâll have Nightwing do the same and send him out to you. Not that I donât trust you or your methods, but he is on the scene.â
âNo itâs fine, I get it. And I appreciate it.â
Babs grinned. As they talked she had taken the liberty of hacking into one of the cameras on the museumâs rear and used it to locate Piper. Crouched on the lowest platform of the fire escape, a glint of silver that must be his flute in his lap. She could see his face from this angle, the hand he used to hold his phone to his ear pushing the dark green hood back just enough.
âExcellent. Thank you so much, your cooperation is appreciated and let me know if thereâs anything I can assist you with tonight. Iâm on channel one.â
âNo problem. And, uh, thank you.â He seemed a little dumbfounded, eyes going wide on her screen.
âOh, one more favor,â Babs said before she hung up and switched back to Dick. He didnât seem to mind being left hanging this long so far anyway, combination of being used to it and distracted by Piperâs rats. âIf you could call off your, ah, foot soldiers? I have nothing against rats, but I was this close to calling an exorcist. Theyâre doing murder on the motion sensors.â
He chuckled softly, just a hint of embarrassed. âConsider them gone.â
Without further ado, Babs hung up and sent Dick to meet him. Thank god it wasnât a ghost. Magic users just mucked up the security systems for weeks after and she didnât have the mental energy for all the footage that would need erasing.
#dc comics#barbara gordon#dick grayson#oracle#nightwing#hartley rathaway#pied piper#fanfiction#fanfic#writing#own writing#my fic#the batgirls are better than you#batbros#~~~guess who's still on her piper kick???~~~ it's me. i am.
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A Second Chance: Chapter 4
An Ace Attorney fanfic. Read on both AO3 and FF.net!
Summary: Miles learns the identity of his âdeadâ mother, and the aftermath of that revelation is a tricky one. Especially when his newfound little sister is trying to turn him into a spirit medium.
AKA Miles is a Fey. Miles also doesnât really know how to family properly.
[Chapter 1] | [Chapter 2]Â |Â [Chapter 3]
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The Great Beverage Debate
It had been one hell of a day. Early in the morning, Maya had made a bet with Phoenix to see if heâd get a new case by noon since he was an âunstoppable famous lawyer heroâ now. Or something like that. Point is, they didnât get any new cases, and Maya won the bet.Â
At first, Maya had begged to be fed fancy meals for a week. Phoenix had ended up refusing that one (his funds were slowly dyingâŠ) and agreed to clean the officeâs floor instead.
He didnât mind too much. It was oddly therapeutic.Â
So when Edgeworth appeared at his door, wearing something other than his prosecutorâs suit for once, heâd been immediately taken off guard. Since his face was already flushed from scrubbing so hard, heâd hoped that he wouldnât notice him blushing. He thinks he got away with that one.
He never saw the reveal coming. Again, he felt like an idiot for not even suspecting it a bit, but he should've taken the news a bit better. Thinking back, he might've sacred Edgeworth off with the way he reacted.
That luckily didn't happen though, and that's how he'd ended up sitting opposite the man at a small table in a cafĂ© known as "Sugar & Spice".Â
Since Edgeworth had offered to get the drinks, and judging by the way he had begun to sip it almost desperately, Phoenix had a suspicion that he'd ordered tea after all.
They'd walked from Wright & Co. Law Offices, barely talking to one another as he led the way. Phoenix had noticed that Edgeworth looked slightly confused when they passed more local coffee shops, which would have saved half the walking time, but he had his reasons for going the extra distance.
"Mia used to come here a lot." He said, snapping Edgeworth out of his window-gazing trance.
"She'd bring me along often enough but I'd see her in here almost every day." He continued wistfully. He missed her.
Edgeworth took another (more gentle) sip of his cup. "It would make sense." He muttered. "She used to work at Grossberg's, correct? It's probably a habit from then."
Ah, trust Edgeworth to always think one step ahead of him.
Now Phoenix was a bit stuck. When he'd offered to get coffee what felt like ages ago, he wasn't sure what he was expecting. To get to know each other better? To spend some time together? Maybe he was just being polite. It was just⊠seeing him appear out of nowhere like thatâŠ
"You look good." He blurted out suddenly. Edgeworth raised an eyebrow.Â
"N-No, I mean," he gestured in the prosecutor's general direction, "It's nice to see you wearing something other than a suit for a change. You look great like that."
And he did. His white shirt surprisingly didn't clash against his pale skin, and his pants complimented it perfectly. And he still managed to look so professional. Honestly, he never understood work casual before now.
"Believe it or not, Wright, but I am a human being as well as a lawyer." Edgeworth said in a dry tone that betrayed how tired he actually was.
"Really?" Phoenix replied sarcastically. "I never would've guessed."
Despite his attempt to lighten the mood, Edgeworth didn't smile. In fact, his frown only deepened.
"You know Maya, don't you?"
The only problem with Miles always being ahead of him, is that Phoenix had no idea where their conversations would go.
"Um, yeah? You know her too, though."
Edgeworth shook his head. "No, I mean⊠you know her well. You're the living person that's closest to her." He paused, and sighed quietly. "What are her interests? Her favourite foods?"
Those were probably rhetorical questions, but Phoenix felt like it would be too awkward if he didn't answer anyway.
"Well she's way too obsessed with Steel Samurai and will eat literally anything that's edible. But she does pester me for burgers most of the time."
He could've sworn Edgeworth smiled, just for a second, but it disappeared so quickly that it was hard to tell.
"See?" He said, as if proving a point that was obvious to only him. "I should know these things! Being a brother comes with responsibilities, and I've neglected those for what, 19 years?" He groaned in frustration. "I wish this had never happenedâŠ"
Phoenix looked at him with determined but soft eyes. "You can't neglect something if you didn't know it existed." He stated firmly. "Don't bring yourself down over something you can't control."
The man just sipped his probably-tea.
âWhen did you find out?â He asked eventually, once Miles was reaching the end of his⊠British-beverage.
He just frowned, then let out a small sigh. âIt was only yesterday evening, but it feels like a year ago. But no, it still hasnât settled.â
âYou told Gumshoe before me?â Phoenix teased, half-joking.
Edgeworth scoffed. âHeâs the one who found out first, believe it or not. IâmâŠâ He paused for a moment, not meeting his rival in the eyes. âIâm rather glad that it was him first.â
âYeah, heâs good at that sort of thing. Breaking news, I mean.â
âIf not for anything else.â
For the first time since leaving the office, both men laughed. Phoenix felt a stab of guilt for making fun of Gumshoe, but if Miles was even slightly happy then he was happy. He was still playing host after all, even if he wasnât the one paying for the drinks.
"I'm sorry, I'm not the best person to talk to about sibling stuff." He admitted. âI think he has a sister? Gumshoe. You could always talk to him.â
There, he felt a bit better now. He could sleep peacefully.
âN-No, thatâs alright.â Miles answered, though still sounding quite unsure. âHeâs done enough already.â
âHey, speaking of GumshoeâŠâ Phoenix had been meaning to bring this up since the moment it was mentioned, but knew that Edgeworth would be too prickly to answer. Hopefully the definitely-not-coffee had softened him up.
Miles waited for him to continue, but Phoenix noticed that he looked nervous. And he knew when Edgeworth was nervous, from all the time they spent as kids- not to mention in court.
â...he said something about a letter.â He finished, before hastily adding: âIt sounded important.â when Miles almost broke his cup in surprise.
âI-It was nothing!â Miles spluttered.
âYeah, sure.â Phoenix said. âAnd I guess this is the part where you forget that I have a magic stone that tells me when youâre hiding something?â
Sure enough, ever since Gumshoeâs⊠dramatic arrival back at the office, a large red psyche-lock had encased itself around Edgeworth. It wasnât the first (when heâd used his magatama on others, heâd always notice the large number of locks surrounding his friend but never knew how to bring it up), however it was the first time heâd watch one form right before his eyes. Which meant it was purposely being hidden from him specifically, and not one of the many things that Edgeworth bottled inside of him.
He almost felt horrible after he saw the horror flash across Edgeworthâs face in that moment, and his posture suddenly became defensive.Â
...Again, he knew too well what that looked like.
âDamned spiritual nonsense.â
âItâs not nonsense, and you know it.â Phoenix countered before draining the remains of his actual-coffee.
âI mean, you literally used it the other week, didnât you?â
Edgeworth said nothing, which he took as a confirmation.
âItâs weird, right? Sometimes I wonder if Mia ever used it. I mean, she wore one around her neck, and mine had to be charged for me to be able to use it because Iâm not a Fey or anything-â
âHold on,â Miles interrupted, suddenly alert. âFor you to be able to use it?â
Now Phoenix was confused. âYeah? I think? Pearl taught me how to use it, but even then it kinda took some practise.â He smiled fondly at the memory. âEven now I still have to remind Maya that not everyone was born with spiritual powers, yâknow?â
Edgeworth waited.
âOh, you mean-â
âJust another reason I should have realised the obvious sooner.â Miles said, his tone dripping with exhaustion. âI was shocked when they appeared out of nowhere.â He scoffed. âThought I was finally going mad.â
The excuse that Edgeworth had been working late came to Phoenixâs mind, and he felt a pang of guilt. The guy had gone through a lot, and had probably not slept, and now he was interrogating him.Â
âIâm sorry for asking.â He sighed, trying his best to sound genuine. Because he was.
âNo, no, itâs okay.â Said Miles, before putting down his cup and sitting up straight.Â
âThe letter was in the box that Detective Gumshoe found, along with those photographs. It was addressed to me, and-â
âTo you?â
âDonât interrupt, Wright. Judging by the tone of the letter and some of the specifics mentioned, it seems like it was written by Misty Fey quite soon after DL-6. It was a vaguely detailed account of her expressing her sympathies and telling me the truth about who she was, though by the way it was stored it appears she had no intention of ever sending it.â
That wasnât what Phoenix had been expecting. Alright, so he didnât know exactly what he was expecting, but it was not this.
âSoâŠâ He said, trying to stop his new grin from spreading, â...no forbidden love letters from your parents? Romeo And Juliet style?â
He regretted that comparison as soon as it came out of his mouth, since he had no doubt that Edgeworth would have read Shakespeare at some point. But fortunately any deeper meaning flew over his head for now, since his frown had gone. Miles still wasnât smiling, but it was a start.
âEver the optimist, arenât you Wright?â
âWhenâs the last time you called me Phoenix?â
âIâm going to go home.â He said, avoiding the question completely. Or maybe just choosing to ignore it. Probably both.
âOh, okay. Get some rest.â Was Phoenixâs slightly dejected reply.
âThanks for the coffee-âÂ
âThank you for the co-â
Theyâd both spoken at the same time. Phoenix felt the heat rushing up the back of his neck as Edgeworthâs eyes widened and he stood up from his chair and turned to leave, obviously quite embarrassed too.Â
âHOLD IT!â
...and he turned again to face Phoenix, who had found a sudden determination.
He was going to expose this faker once and for all.
âYou think you can fool me that easily, Miles?â
Miles looked dazed.
âWell, I know the truth. You just said âThank you for the coffeeâ which is polite, and I appreciate it, but you got the coffee for both of us. Youâre a tea person! Youâre freakinâ British! The way you sipped at it with the same look on your face, the way you carefully kept your hand on the cup until it was finished so I couldnât see properly, the way you tried to disguise it with the amount of milk added⊠you ordered tea. Itâs the only explanation. So TAKE THAT!â
Edgeworth was stunned, his face blank as he presumably processed the demise of his deception.Â
And then he smiled. Then the smile cracked open, and Edgeworth laughed.
It had been so long since Phoenix had heard him genuinely laugh. Sure, heâd had his fair share of smug/maniacal laughs in court, but this was a soft, dorky-yet-still-classy, laugh. One so rare that Phoenix wished he could record the sound.
And it was perfect.
Once the laughter died down, Miles exhaled. âGuilty. You should really think about becoming a prosecutor, Phoenix.â He said, still smiling, as he turned on his heel and walked away.
Phoenix felt warm inside as he leaned back in his chair and watched him go. He was so happy with his win, that he completely missed exactly what Edgeworth had said to him.
...It was only when he stood up to leave himself did he notice the remains sitting inconspicuously inside of Edgeworthâs cup.
A thick, dark sludge of coffee grounds.
âMotherf-â
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helsa week 2020 day - modern
Objection! Hold it! Wait, what?
Or
I was going to write a nice story about Elsa bumping into her sisterâs asshole ex at Disney World but heâs carting around a bunch of kids (his nieces and nephews) and is clearly exhausted and terrible at this so she ends up tagging along just to make sure one of the kids doesnât end up falling over a railing or something when heâs not paying attention and they end up bondingâŠhow the heck did I end up writing an ACE ATTORNEY AU?!?!
(still might write the theme park au at some point, but not today apparently)
(warning: this will probably make zero sense if you arenât familiar with the plot of the first Ace Attorney game.)
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Lobby 2, before the trial of Olaf Oaken
Prosecutor: Elsa Arendelle. Defending Attorney: Anna Arendelle.
âQuite melodramatic, isnât it? Avoiding your little sister for years, only to end up facing off with her in court?â
âAre you doubting my abilities, Prosecutor Westergard? Sister or not, I can assure you it will not make a difference to me. I shall get the criminal declared guilty, as always.â
âJust checking. Wouldnât want my big brotherâs favorite protĂ©gĂ© getting distracted and making a mistake.â
The blonde woman turned to glare at the smirking red-head next to her.
âAh, yes. Thereâs the famous ice queen-glare that makes witnesses shake in their boots!â
âWould that it worked on fellow irritating prosecutors as well.â
The door to the lobby slammed open as a large mousey-blond man fell through followed by a large brown dog barking excitedly, interrupting the two. âOof â I have the reports you wanted, maâam!â He motioned excitedly as he looked up, then stopped as he saw the other man. âUgh, whatâs he doing here?â
âDetective Kristoff, youâre late.â She said. Then âHello, Svenâ as she turned to greet the dog warmly. âHans was just leaving.â
Hans sighed. âFine, I guess I am. Good luck out there, Elsa.â
âThatâs Prosceutor Arendelle to you-â
âYeah, yeah.â he waved, already out the door.
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Lobby 1, after the trial
âAnnaâŠI hadnât expected to see you again after all these yearsâŠin retrospect, it would have been better that we not have met.â
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Police Department, a few cases later, the day before Elsa Arendelleâs trialâŠ
âYouâre really taking Elsaâs case?â
âOf course I am! I know she didnât kill that guy! And why are you prosecuting her, arenât you guys supposed to be buddies or something?â
âBuddies? Hah! Just because Mister Westergardâs big brother is her mentor doesnât mean theyâre buddies! Guy doesnât even have buddies, heâs just a big jerk-â
âThatâs Prosecutor Westergard to you, Detective Kristoff. And although we areâŠacquaintances, I have been assigned to prosecute Miss. Arendelleâs case, and that is what I intend to do. If you truly believe her to still be innocent after hearing all the facts tomorrow in court, then I expect you to prove it.â
ââŠYou think Iâm foolish for believing in her, donât you?â
âI think youâre so desperate to believe that the sister you remember still exists somewhere inside her that you would defend her from anything, even if she stabbed you through the heart herself.â
âWell, youâre wrong, mister! Annaâs gonna kick your butt in court tomorrow, and then youâll be sorry, you big meanieâŠmeanie!â
âItâs okay, Olaf. Prosecutor WestergardâŠI am going to finish my investigation. I will see you tomorrow.â
âTomorrow then, Miss Anna.â
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Detention Center, Visitorâs Room, Two days laterâŠ
ââŠWhat are you doing here, Westergard?â
âProsecutorâŠno, Elsa. Did you do it?â
ââŠDoes it matter to you what my answer is? Youâre still going to try to get me declared guilty tomorrow; Iâm sure your brother is already upset that Annaâs been able to drag out the trial for this long.â
âElsaâŠâ
ââŠDonât look at me like that. Like youâre having second thoughts.â
âWhat if I am?â
âYouâre not. I know you too well. You love lulling people into a false sense of security and then betraying their trust and turning everything against them.â
ââŠWell, I wouldnât say I love itâŠâ
ââŠâ
ââŠAlright, maybe I do enjoy it a teeny bit too much. But only when Iâm actually sure theyâre guilty.â
âYouâre always sure everyone you prosecute is guilty. You have no reason to believe any differently of me.â
ââŠJustâŠjust please. Answer me, and Iâll leave you alone.â
ââŠNo.â
âNo?â
âI didnât kill him.â
ââŠOkayâŠGoodnight, Elsa.â
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Next day, in court, just before the verdict is declaredâŠ
âThat time in the elevator, seven years agoâŠI still have nightmaresâŠyour honor, that man did not kill my parents! âŠI did.â
âElsa, no!â
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Lobby 2, a few minutes laterâŠ
âHa! Finally, a chance to redeem yourself, little brother! Let us see that foolish girl try to defend her sister from this!â
ââŠâ
ââŠWhy so glum, Hans? This is your chance. Havenât you been waiting for an opportunity to finally defeat Elsa Arendelle and take her title as King of Prosecutors?â
âYes, butâŠnot like this. And isnât she your protĂ©gĂ© as well? Why are you so eager to have her declared guilty?â
âAre youâŠquestioning me, little brother?â
âIâŠno. Of course not. IâllâŠgo start preparing my case.â
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An hour later, Lobby 1
âWooo! Did you see that! You verbally kicked his butt, Anna!â
âYeah, pal! That was great!â
âThanks Olaf, Detective Kristoff!  At this rate we - âŠElsa? Whatâs wrong?â
âItâs Hans. WhyâŠwould he be trying to make himself look this bad?â
ââŠYou think heâs doing it on purpose?â
âAnna, Iâve known him for years. Even when he first started taking cases, Hans was never this clumsy and unprepared.â
âMaybeâŠis it possible heâsâŠtrying to help you, somehow? I mean, I know it sounds ridiculous, itâs Hans after all, butâŠKristoff?â
ââŠThe bailiff just told meâŠapparently Prosecutor Westergard isnât feeling well. Chief Prosecutor Westergard will be taking over for him.â
âHis big brother? The guy who was Elsaâs mentor? But whyâŠElsa, do you know?â
ââŠHansâŠhe got himself kicked out on purpose. He acted so incompetent that the Chief Prosecutor had no choice but to step in. AnnaâŠhe was there that day, wasnât he? MaybeâŠmaybe Hans thinks he know something we donât, and this was the only way to get him into court.â
ââŠRight. Well, weâve gotten this far. Letâs do this.â
âBe careful, Anna. If Hans is ten times more ruthless than I am, his brother is ten time more ruthless than thatâŠâ
âItâs okay, Elsa. Iâve got you. I wonât let you down!â
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The next day
Headlines: CHIEF PROSECUTOR WESTERGARD FOUND GUILTY OF MURDER
The Chief Prosecutor, known for being undefeated, has been found guilty of the murders of the late defense attorney Iduna Arendelle and Detective Agnarr Arendelle. It was said to be a crime of passion, revenge against them for tarnishing his almost-perfect record in court. It seems he tried to frame their eldest daughter Elsa, who was trapped in the elevator with them at the time, for the crime; but their younger daughter and Elsaâs sister was able to reveal the truth about his heinous schemes⊠Â
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So yeah. Basically Anna = Phoenix, Elsa = Edgeworth, Kristoff = Gumshoe, Hans = like a weird mix of Franziska and Klavier, Olaf = Maya (and Larry?(I mean as in person Anna and Elsa both knew when they were kids)), Sven = Missile the police dog
I was going to do Elsa as the defense attorney and Hans as the rival prosecutor at first, because if youâve ever played an Ace Attorney game you know of theâŠâtensionâ between these characters, but âbelieving in a person so much even though you havenât seen them in years that you defend them on blind faith against all oddsâ is just so Anna that I had to do it this way.
Maybe after Elsa gets her name cleared she ends up becoming a defense attorney and redeems Hans in the same way? Who knows. Also, I seem to have a running theme of âHansâ asshole big brother is the real big badâ going here.
...Maybe the quarantine has got me a bit loopy, and thatâs why I keep coming up with all these ridiculous auâs this year lol. Â
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Witches, Chapter 21: post-trial wrap-up. No, seriously, finally, itâs over. Itâs been....3000 years....
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Itâs all there, on the record, to end the case, to make the next trial go smoother: the victim, Jack Shipley, slipped and fell and Rimes couldnât pull him back to safety; Orla and Sasha did nothing wrong, and neither did Ora, a year ago. Azura Summersâ death was a heart attack. Two accidental deaths, and Rimes trying to get revenge on the wrong orca for something that never needed to be avenged. All this pain and agony, all because the victim wanted to keep it a secret that there were two orcas.
It never needed to happen this way.
Sometimes Phoenix thinks itâs easier to deal with cases where one of the parties involved was actively a malicious murderer. Because it hurts, god does it hurt, if the victim or killer is someone that they knew, loved, trusted, and Phoenix has both been the one in pain and the one trying to console his clients, but at least thereâs a feeling that justice was served. Someone got what they deserved, in the end.
No one deserved this nightmare.
The court officers donât escort Rimes out right away; Sasha, out of the defendantâs chair, out of suspicion, hurries forward to speak with him. He doesnât even seem to notice her approaching. He might not have blinked since Phoenix told him about Azuraâs heart condition, since Rimes himself realized that everything he did just hurt innocent people, and demanded to know why Phoenix couldnât just let him be called a murderer and punished as such. Yeah, heâs criminally liable for a lot, and everyone here knows it, the judge has even said it, but - he did not want to kill Jack Shipley, and that still means something. Rimes doesnât deserve a death penalty like Rimes seems to think he deserves.
âHey, Marlon,â Sasha says. He jumps, slamming his shin into the witness stand. He really didnât notice her. âWhen this is all done, yâknow - served out your sentence and rehabilitation - youâd better come back to the aquarium, you hear?â
âButâŠâ He doesnât even say anything else. He lets everything thatâs happened in the past half an hour stand for itself.
âWeâre pirates, remember? Capân Orlaâs Swashbucklers! A pirate crewâs not gonna care about criminal records in hiring!â She seems to be deliberately missing the point. Rimes doesnât say anything else. âHey. Marlon. That whole, um, hulking out thing - you didnât - that wasnât some kind of catastrophic deal, right? You - you okay?â
And of course he isnât, not in the broad scheme of things, and of course Sasha isnât okay in that sense either, but she only means one thing and thatâs the thing that Phoenix has been wondering, and Blackquill has already been escorted out of the courtroom but Taka is perched just off to the side, listening in too. What did he bargain away, thinking heâd gained something useful?
Rimes slumps until his forehead hits the witness stand. âHadâta give up being a vegetarian,â he mumbles.
âWait,â Athena says, âdo you mean you had to give up meat or you had toââ
âI was a vegetarian.â Rimes doesnât lift his head. The way heâs doubled over hurts Phoenixâs back and neck by proxy. âBut I have to eat meat now.â
Whether he was a vegetarian for personal or religious reasons, or health reasons, or something as simple as he thought raw meat was gross to look at and hated cooking with it and had to functionally become a vegetarian (like Phoenix his first year having a kitchen except takeout sushi isnât vegetarian and ramen and pizza arenât a healthy vegetarian diet) - whatever it was, going back to meat in the diet is some sort of sacrifice. And that so often is the cornerstone of a deal: a sacrifice. Giving something up. A name, a soul, a skill, a principle, some cash for an all-you-can-eat buffetâ
And it couldâve been so, so much worse for Rimes. Heâs lucky.Â
âI made the deal for strength,â he adds, still hunched over, like his spine has been wrenched out of him and replaced with jelly. âI thought - I thought I could be strong enough then to help. But I wasnât strong enough to hang onto the captain, and all the rest - physical strength didnât matter. Didnât help me at all.â
Which, Phoenix wouldnât be surprised if whichever fae gave him the magatama knew that it wouldnât. Itâs a human thing - and a fae thing, itâs a people thing, to not know what would actually help. What they really need, versus what they think they need.Â
Sasha steps around the witness stand and pulls Rimes around into a hug, his head slumped down onto her shoulder instead of the stand now. Phoenix hears, and thinks he isnât supposed to, Rimesâ ragged repeated âIâm sorryâs and âItâs my faultâs.
âYeah and youâre still my friend, yâknow that,â Sasha says.
The magatama slips from Rimesâ hand and hits the floor, shattering with a sound like itâs made of glass. Rimes shudders and trembles and his whole body shrinks, back down to the man he was before.
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âYou never cease to surprise me.â
Down the hall, at the top of the stairs, Athena is excitedly introducing Sasha to Trucy, and re-introducing Sasha and Apollo. Taka is long gone. And Edgeworth stands next to Phoenix, arms folded, drumming his fingers, and Phoenix canât tell if heâs angry or begrudgingly impressed or wholeheartedly impressed. âSo when Blackquill came to you to tell you that he was going to prosecute an orca, did you regret lengthening his leash at that point?â
Edgeworth shakes his head. âProsecutor Blackquill was with me at the time. We were discussing - a case.â If it was Blackquillâs case specifically, Phoenix thinks he would have said that, but this just sounds like thereâs even more, other cases, behind the scenes, above the security clearance of absolutely anyone. âAnd then I have a call from Detective Fulbright that he has a case that may be able to go to trial, and Prosecutor Blackquill is of course interested in that.â He shakes his head a second time. âIf you think Blackquill is a thorn in your side in court, believe me, he is just as much of one to be outside of it.â
âThat sounds consistent with what Iâve seen.â Phoenix glances around again to be sure that the hawk isnât anywhere around. âWait, you met with him - at your office? One-on-one? Without Fulbright around?â
âYes, I have. Several armed officers on the other side of the door, of course - Detective Gumshoe stringently insistsââ
âGood,â Phoenix interrupts. He should buy Gumshoe dinner for that. Someone has to keep Edgeworthâs dumb ass in one piece. âAnd Blackquill knows heâd still be rotting only in prison if not for you, right? And that if heââ
Edgeworthâs pale eyes flicker sideways at Phoenix. âYour concern is appreciated and entirely unwarranted and unnecessary. Prosecutor Blackquill, assuredly, has nothing against me, unlike certain others who you spent significant one-on-one time with.â
Oh. There it is. That gulf always between them, sometimes near closed and then it yawns, and they are here and here is further apart. âGood,â Phoenix repeats, more faintly than before. âIs there anything new you can tell me about him that would help?â
âUnfortunately not. Heâs very stubborn in regards to his own murder case - as I said, a thorn in my side.â
âAnd maybe an ache in your head and a pain in your ass, too?â
Even if Edgeworth is, maybe not mad at him, but frustrated enough with him to bring up Kristoph, Phoenix is pleased to know that he can still make him snort in amusement. âIâm in particular agreement with His Honor about your need to watch your language.â
âJust in court though, right?â
âNo.â Edgeworth turns his head to fully affix a glare on him, and Phoenix wilts. âIn general. I can only imagine that good things would come of you choosing to fully speak and act like the lawyer that you are.â
The lawyer that he hasnât been for eight years. The lawyer that Edgeworth pushed him to be, again. âAll else aside,â Edgeworth adds, âsuch as and especially the orca, and that you are an utterly ridiculous man lacking a modicum of good sense and decorumââ
âThatâs a lot to throw aside.â
Edgeworth ignores him. ââI am happy to see you standing in court again. You deserve this.â
âIâ?â Are you sure? Do I really? After everything Iâve done? Everything that you know I am?
âYou do,â Edgeworth says. âAnd I look forward to seeing what you do next, so long as you do not decide that you will - try and outdo yourself in finding a more outlandish defendant.â
âHey, if they show up at my office, who am I to turn away clients? Itâs not like Iâve ever had enough work to really be choosy with it. Youâd said that yourself plenty of times.â
âThough I canât say I expected an orca to be the logical conclusion of your manner of conducting business.â
Theyâre an Anything Agency. This was the place they were going to end up. âWould you think better or worse of me if I tell you I didnât know the client was an orca at first, until we got to the aquarium and Ms Buckler introduced us to said orca?â
âYou went all the way out to meet the client without having asked such basic information as name or species - yes, that does sound exactly like you.â He doesnât answer whether thatâs better or worse, just makes it clear that he knows Phoenix well enough to not be surprised. The more Phoenix thinks about it, the more heâs surprised that he didnât ever get himself into a situation like this before. Maybe it could be said that thereâs a lesson here, but he thinks heâs going to deliberately not learn it. âAnd the fact that from that, you pulled two victories, and cleared up the truth of a guilty man who was nevertheless not guilty of murder - also, very much like you.â
âYou donât need to flatter me,â Phoenix says. âIâm already on board to help you out with whatever, remember?â
He knows it isnât flattery - or if it is, it isnât hollow, because Edgeworth doesnât say anything he doesnât mean - but heâs still locked into deflect, deflect. Edgeworth knows how much Phoenix feels he doesnât belong here. Heâs not going to address it straight-out - thatâs not his style, thatâs not their styles, but he knows, and he still thinks that this is exactly where Phoenix does belong.Â
The one word he wants to say, thanks, sticks his throat shut, but he hopes Edgeworth knows anyway.
âHey, Boss! Hi, Mr Edgeworth!â Athena waves them over. âBoss, Sasha wants us to come back to the aquarium one last time so Orla can thank us in person, too! And we should probably pick up Pearly, right?â
Not that Pearl is limited in her movements in a way that necessitates them picking her up in a car, but if sheâs still hanging around the aquarium, sheâd probably be happy to see them and come back to the office with them. âSounds like a plan,â he says. âCatch up with you later, Edgeworth.â He gives his friend a solid thwack on the shoulder.
âI can give Trucy and Mr Justice a lift back to your office, then,â Edgeworth says. Trucy beams; Apollo, terror-stricken, glances between Edgeworth and Trucy and seems to resign himself to whatever this fate is. Phoenix would like for Apollo to get to know Edgeworth better, but canât blame him for the fear. Edgeworthâs scary even before he got the title Chief Prosecutor to cement it.
âOh, Prosecutor Edgeworth,â Athena says. âThereâs something I wanted to ask you - can I email you later?â
âAh - of course.â Edgeworth still glances at Phoenix, raising an eyebrow, doubtlessly wondering what question she has that she isnât going to the nearest adult in her life, the one right next to her. Probably something about cars or Europe or any of the other gaps in Phoenixâs life experience, something that she figures heâs too much of a mess to have an answer to. Maybe itâs something about Phoenixâs badge, the losing of it, that she wants to know without tipping Phoenix to the fact that sheâs digging into his ugly past like this. Or maybe itâs the what the hell about Blackquill she wants to know. There are lots of questions it could be.Â
Phoenix shrugs back at Edgeworth. Itâs sort of like theyâre co-parenting another daughter. No real way around that now, and Phoenix follows her out of the courthouse as she hurtles herself down the stairs.
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They arrive back in the orca pool room in time to catch the middle-end of a lecture Dr Crab is giving Sasha about taking her health seriously and taking it easy until her condition is fully, properly managed. She sits at the edge of the pool, patting Orlaâs nose, her hair soaking wet, like she just jumped straight into the pool upon her return. âI was thinking Orla and I would put on a mini show for you when you got here,â Sasha says to Athena, âbut thatâs obviously not happening.â
âIâm inclined to agree with the doctor,â Phoenix says.
âHeâs a vet, not a people-doctor!â Sasha protests. Jokingly? It sounds like a joke.Â
âAnd you, Miss Selkie, are as much seal as you are human.â
âNot at the same time!â She stands up, careful with her footing, no doubt thinking about the victim slipping and falling to his death. âBut, really. Phoenix, Athena, I cannot ever thank you enough, and your office, and Pearl, too.â Sasha waves at Pearl, who is sitting with Rifle and the penguin chick, Sniper, over by the wall. âAll of you! Thank you, thank you, for what you did for me, and Orla, and the aquarium, for everyone. You found us the truth, you got us closure - made me realize this guy isnât so bad after all!â She elbows Dr Crab.Â
âNot sure Iâm happy about that one.â Crab steps away from her second nudge.Â
âYou really helped us out a ton, Pearls,â Phoenix says. âDefinitely couldnât have done this all without you.â
âOh, it was nothing!â She starts to cover her face with her hands and decides to duck behind Rifle instead. âIâm sure you could have won without me, Mr Nick!â
He could have, yes - but not to this same end. He couldnât have proven Rimes was trying to save Shipley in the end; he wouldnât have had the time or patience to plaster fingerprinting powder over everything. But heâs not one to look a gift debt-forgiveness in the mouth, either, so he doesnât point that out. Dr Crabâs eyes narrow, wondering, no doubt, how Phoenix got such a tricky, powerful faery to like him so much that she writes off all this investigation and assistance as nothing. What he had to lose to gain that. Phoenix shrugs back at him, and they watch Sasha and Athena head over to Pearl, Sasha animatedly explaining something to Athena and half holding her back from charging down Rifle.Â
âAnd thanks for spilling almost all of the aquariumâs secrets like that,â Dr Crab adds dryly.Â
âIâm only a little sorry,â Phoenix says. Better to be honest.
Dr Crab waves dismissively. âYou said you would, and I was prepared for that. Iâm almost glad Iâve got less to hide now. That writer lady, now that sheâs not crusading after Orla anymore, said to me that she thinks that the aquariumâs in the right with the TORPEDO, and the lawâs wrong, and sheâd take up our case to advocate for its legality.â He grins, just slightly. âSo we might be able to wiggle free of any serious consequences.â
âThatâsââ Phoenix pauses to think over what he was about to say. âSpeaking as a lawyer, I shouldnât say thatâs good, but Iâm glad to hear that anyway.â
âIâm pretty good at keeping secrets, so donât worry, I wonât go blabbing on you.â Phoenix laughs awkwardly, while Dr Crabâs face doesnât twitch. He seems very serious. âThough, speaking of secrets, buddy, if you can keep your mouth shut when you donât have a case hinging on it, Iâve got to tell you, thereâs one thing you didnât get quite right, back in that courtroom, and I wasnât about to go correcting you on it.â
Thereâs a tanuki standing in front of Apollo, saying very similar words, and the blood left both Apollo and Athenaâs faces, and if Apollo had vomited right in Filchâs face it wouldnât have been much of a surprise. But Phoenix - Phoenix doesnât know what he feels. Not this time. Dr Crab, unlike Filch, didnât perjure himself willy-nilly all through this trial. If he held something backâ
âGo on,â Phoenix says. His voice is strangled even to his own ears. Crab gives him a curious and suspicious once-over.Â
âThe calendar with the meeting with Jack, seven am at the orca pool - thatâs mine, yeah, and I did go to that meeting to wait for him, yeah. But.â His silence might be dramatic, or a last assessment of whether Phoenix is trustworthy, and he adds, âThat meant the orca pool at Supermarine Aquarium, not here.â
âThe Supermarine Aquarium?â Phoenix repeats. âThatâs the dolphin therapy place, right?â Athena explained animal-assisted therapy, and that aquarium across town in particular, sometime last evening, while they compiled their last investigatory information, but Phoenix checked out mentally in the middle of it. And something about an open-ocean marine sanctuary too, for whales that had been rescued from bad conditions at other institutions but couldnât live fully on their own in the wild. He has no idea what relevance Athena thought that had. She just likes to talk about whales. âI didnât even know they had an orca.â
âThey donât,â Dr Crab says. âTheyâre just harboring her for us.â It doesnât click right away. Crab goes on. âWhen I told you about how Iâd fake Orlaâs death if I had to - I have full confidence Iâd be able to, because Jack and I already did it once. Oraâs been living there the last year - we tried to send her into the wild, but she didnât want to leave Orla, and Orla didnât want to leave us, and we couldnât exactly just have an orca hanging out around in the harbor for everyone to keep running into.â
âAnd thatâs why you and the owner were making those mysterious payments,â Phoenix says faintly. DePlume had some wild ideas about conspiracy involving that, but she couldnât dream this up.Â
âYep. Couldnât exactly force that on the Supermarineâs budget, since sheâs our orca, so weâve been paying them for all her food and care. And orcas eat a lot.âÂ
âIâd believe it,â Phoenix says, still thinking of someone else, someone who eats a lot and puts a serious strain on his wallet when she does.Â
âSince youâve proven now that Ora was innocent all along, I figure weâll bring her back here sooner rather than later,â Dr Crab says. âNot that I know how to budget and run an aquarium, and Sasha doesnât, either. Itâll be a hell of a learning curve with Jack gone, but I donât plan on going anywhere - but for now, I think itâd be better if you didnât go saying anything about what I just told you.â
âDonât worry,â Phoenix says. âIâve been told Iâm very good at keeping secrets.â
The bitter bend to the words would be hard to miss, but Dr Crab doesnât move a muscle in his face. âGood. Hey, Sasha,â he calls over to her. âIâve got my rounds to make and check in on the rest of the animals. Donât do anything crazy as soon as I turn my back.â To Phoenix, he adds, âYou seem to garner some sort of respect among young women in their early twenties, apparently, so Iâm tasking you with making sure Sasha doesnât start trying to show off.â
The average age is more like late teens, and the amount of actual ârespectâ he gets is up for strenuous debate. âGuess you have to be some sort of a crazy show-off to go get a job working with orcas when youâre a selkie.â
Dr Crab huffs. âAzura wasnât like that. And I think your one in yellow is contributing to the feedback loop.â
âAthenaâs got a - competitive spirit, yeah.â
âI donât suppose Iâll be lucky enough that this is the last I see of you,â Dr Crab says. âSashaâs keen on giving all your crew lifetime tickets, if we donât run our place into the ground figuring out the management side.â
âI learned to run a law office on the fly,â Phoenix says. âNot really the same, but best of luck to you. And thanks for all your help, Dr Crab. I appreciate you being mostly honest.â
Dr Crab snorts, casting one glance back at Sasha and Orla, and he leaves.Â
Hell of a fortuitous thing, the doctorâs name. Herman Crab, marine veterinarian, weirdly cool with sea witches and selkies and fae. Phoenix doesnât think names as given determine a trajectory in life, but the fae pick them deliberately. Courtney comes to mind. Or humans who escape the Twilight Realm and arenât sure how theyâre supposed to call themselves other than after what they are or what they do. Eldoonâs father comes to mind. (He wonders how Thalassa got her name.)
But like hell heâd ever ask. Azuraâs story was something Sasha asked, something relevant to all their questions. Case closed. Phoenix isnât going to cast around trying to find someone with a more fucked-up story than his own. No one wins in that kind of game.Â
âHey, Boss!â Athena calls. âCome feed Orla with us!â She and Pearl and Sasha take turns grabbing a fish from a bucket and tossing it to the orca. Phoenix watches her snap her jaws, full of bright white sharp teeth she doesnât need to use because she just swallows these little fish whole. Thinks of someone else with a mouth full of teeth, not taking the time to chew. Wants to say no thanks. He could tell his girls itâs time to leave and head back to the office.Â
âAll right, fine,â he says, and Sasha springs up with a fish ready to drop in his hands. âWhat do I do?â
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Trucy is very quiet after Prosecutor Edgeworth leaves them back at the office. Apollo asks her if sheâs okay and when she says âyeahâ she doesnât even manage to infuse it with her usual mask of cheer, and her fingers twitch red when she says it, her hand flitting up toward her diamond brooch and stopping. It would be easy to call her on it and she knows it, but thereâs an unspoken social contract that has slowly coalesced between them all to let little things slide. Athena going quiet and staring off into space or furiously dragging legal textbooks off the shelves and paging through them; Trucy staring at the portrait of her father above the piano or at Phoenixâs desk and the bottom drawer there; Phoenix poking his head into whatever room the rest of them are gathered in if thereâs a sudden silence like heâs afraid something happened, or several moments Apollo watched him studying for the Bar where heâd put his head in his hands and dig his hands through his hair about to pull it out. Apollo doesnât know what makes Athena tick but the others he knows too well, and they let each other have breathing room.Â
Close to an hour later - itâs past five but Apollo doesnât want to leave until Trucy has some company - she comes back and hops up onto Phoenixâs desk. âThis is the first time Daddyâs been a lawyer since heâs been my daddy,â she says. âItâs his first trial that Iâve ever seen.â She unclips her cape from around her shoulders and tosses it into what looks like empty air, but it falls draped solidly over a wisp. âI was there for his - his last one, but he wasnât my daddy then, and I was only paying attention to my other daddy to make a diversion for him to escape if he needed it.â
Apollo nods, silently.Â
âYou know something, now, Apollo? Iâve been here half my life now. Iâve been Trucy Wright just a bit longer than I was Trucy Enigmar, and Iâm gonna be Trucy Wright for the rest of my life and itâs only gonna be longer and longer now. And I love Daddy and I donât want to be anywhere else but itâsâŠâ
âStill weird?â Apollo asks. She nods. âI get that.â When he was sixteen it wouldâve been about half his life away from Khuraâin, except he didnât have another loving father to ease the sting. Trucy was luckier.Â
âDid you ever have somewhere you stayed enough to miss it?â she asks. And then hastily she adds, âNever mind, you donât have to talk if you donât wanna.â He must have shown panic on his face, panic or pain, but those donât narrow the answer to her question down. Panic and pain are responses that fit either meaning, that he spent his whole life never setting roots down to have a home, or heâll spend the rest of his life aching for somewhere long gone. âYouâre welcome to stay here forever, you know! Youâre like family now!â
Itâs a weird sentiment, all considered, that Apollo knows all about the Gramaryes and absolutely does not want to be a part of that, and he also knows that Phoenix is a mess masquerading as a person, and - and yet. Itâs not about Apollo, and what he thinks, so much as it is something for Trucy, figuring out how to build a new family out of the ashes her old one left. The Gramaryes brought Apollo to this law office in some roundabout way, like they sent Trucy to Phoenix. Like Apollo can sometimes manage to think that if Dhurke hadnât sent him away, he wouldnât have been there for Clay. Or Trucy. Or anyone else.
âUm, thanks,â he says, and she beams, and though it had already been slipping away, he pushes further aside, for some other far future time, the thought of finding another law office to work at. This one case is not enough to expect heâs being pushed aside. And it would break Trucyâs heart and he doesnât have enough friends that he can afford to do that.Â
âHere, come look at this,â she says, waving him over conspiratorially, the moment passed. âDaddy left this picture out on his desk. He mustâve been thinking about old times, too.â
Apollo joins her at Phoenixâs desk. âWhat am I looking at?â
âUncle Larry argues a lot with Daddy and Uncle Miles about whether they look any older than they did back then,â Trucy says, holding out to him a photograph that she brought in earlier. âYou can be the impartial judge!â
The three of them still wear the same colors, whenever this photo was taken. Larry shoved off behind the other two - did Apollo know that Phoenixâs flighty artist friend knew Edgeworth? -Â wearing an orange suit jacket thrown over what might be a t-shirt. Edgeworth, smiling, and Phoenix, with a golden badge tiny on his lapel. At least eight years ago. Then thereâs a taller man in a dark green overcoat off to the right, and to the left, in front of Phoenix and Larry, a girl with long black hair and big, dark eyes, wearing robes almost identical to Pearlâs. âWhoâs this?â Apollo asks.Â
âThatâs Detective Gumshoe,â Trucy says. âHeâs one of Uncle Milesâ best friends. Theyâve worked together since ever. And thatâs Maya, one of Daddyâs friends.â
âIs sheâ?â
âYeah.â Itâs easy to know the question. âI didnât know that for a while about her, though. He didnât say. And she didnât come around enough for me to notice. Not like Pearly visits us.â
âNo?â
Trucy shakes her head. âI met her the day I came to live with him and maybe one or two other times and then - Uncle Miles says she used to be here at the office all the time, helping Daddy with his cases and stuff.â
A fae mentor and why not a fae co-counsel too. âMaybe she got bored after he was disbarred,â Apollo suggests. That sounds fickle enough to be fae rationale.Â
âPearly said they had a huge fight about him being disbarred and stopped talking so much to each other. About how he was handling it or something. I donât know. I think Pearly said that Maya wanted to help.â
âI donât think Iâd be brave enough to give one of the - the Fair Folk, the silent treatment,â Apollo says. But heâs not sure he could brace himself well enough for the repercussions of accepting their help either, and thinking about all of those leaves him to trip and land on a euphemism for their name instead. Only some days is he brave enough to call them what they are.
âIâm not sure I would either,â Trucy admits. âBut Uncle Miles talks like he and Maya got along well enough and he liked her well enough and he never sounds like heâs afraid of her when heâs always very weird about magic stuff and all of Daddyâs⊠everything.â
Apollo looks back down at the picture, into the face of the fae girl, her smile that looks like a human smile. âDo you think she still looks this age?â he asks. âDo the fae age like people do?â Or is their development slow the way humans growing up in their realm are?
Trucy shrugs. âPearly seems to age the same as me, but I donât know if she does that because she has me as a model for how people grow up, or if she actually would like that.â
There in the photo, behind the fae girl, Phoenix isnât quite as gaunt and hollow in the face, and next to him Edgeworth isnât wearing glasses, but though Edgeworth is smiling they both look exhausted, like they havenât slept well in days, like theyâve been ground down to ashes. âI donât think they look that much older,â Apollo says, tapping the picture, bringing them back to Trucyâs original question. âI mean, they look really tired there, and thatâs about the same.â
âIs that what being old means?â she asks, eyes downcast, twisting her fingers together. âPerpetual tiredness?â
âOh yeah. Once you turn twenty itâs over. Itâs just wanting to constantly go back to bed.â Trucy whimpers. âEnjoy the next four years because thatâs all youâve got.â
âNooo.â
âOi! Apollo!â He didnât hear the door open but thereâs Athena appearing in the doorway, hollering at him. âAre you being mean to Trucy?â
âSheâs always being mean to me!â
Trucy exaggerates her pout even further, fishing for sympathy, but when Phoenix follows Athena in he bursts out laughing. âMr Nick!â Pearl scolds, and Phoenix jumps, literally jumps, away from her, avoiding her smack on the arm and knocking Athena into her desk. âYou canât be so mean to your own daughter!â
Trucy breaks into a fit of giggles. âHey, so, Trucy, Apollo,â Athena says, hoisting herself up on her desk and dropping down behind it out of the way of Phoenix and Apollo. âGuess whoâs got free lifetime admission to the shipshape aquarium now, and for friends, too!â
âOoh, I know who you should invite.â Trucy kicks Apollo in the shin. He knows exactly the answer she has in mind.Â
âVera,â he says.Â
âOh you know I bet that would be fun,â Trucy says. âThatâs not what I was going to say, also.â
âI know you werenât.â He canât really leverage himself to kick her back, so he knocks his shoulder into hers. Phoenix is giving them a weird look - not like heâs mad that Apollo is beating up on Trucy in turn. Thereâs nothing angry at all. Just kind of fond and kind of sad, and when he notices Apolloâs puzzled expression, his face immediately snaps back to lazy-eyed and closed off, a look Apolloâs seen less and less of in the past few months, but itâs always still there, the poker face underneath everything.
âSo the answer is you and Mr Wright,â Apollo says to Athena, âbecause youâre the ones who defended her, right?â
âUgh, nein, non, no, no,â Athena says. âI wouldnât be bragging about it if you werenât included! Sasha says everyone at the agency, and Pearly too! And whatever friends you want to bring, because I also specifically asked that too!â
Trucy kicks Apollo again. Apollo shakes his head.Â
âWeâll all go together sometime!â Athena says brightly. âAnd I was thinking, yâknow, Mr Wright, Iâm really glad you let me come on board here. I love working with all of you!â
âI - uh, yeah, of course.â Phoenix definitely was not prepared for that. Thereâs another weird look on his face, hesitation, and again he smooths it away with a bit of deliberate effort. âGlad to have you.â
âGood not to be the new kid anymore,â Apollo says with a grin, and Athena sticks her tongue out at him. âAnd Trucyâs probably glad to have two new kids to heckle.â
Trucy kicks him again.Â
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âReally, anyone? Just - whenever I want to come back, I can bring anyone with me?â
âOf course! I donât know when the Swashbuckler Spectacular will come back, with my health, or anything like that, but you all will be the first ones to know! And your whole office is welcome and anyone you want to bring along, Iâll hold the front row just for you! Because any friend of yours is a friend of mine, Athena.â
âI - yeah, of course. But - thanks. When this is all sorted out, for you guys here and me with - and everything, thereâs someone who I always wanted to visit with and never got a chance.â
âThen câmon! Iâll look forward to meeting them.â
âY-yeah, heh, I - yeah.â
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