When Marigold gets older , like her father, she becomes rather passionate about coffee
But goes kind of the opposite route in her approach to it. Godot is all about raw straight black coffee,
Marigold is kind of person with a very specific Starbucks order. Like she knows every different type of coffee; americano, cappuccino, espresso, latte, macchiatos, etc!
She’s all about adding things to coffee and experimenting, she has a culinary , almost alchemist approach.
One of her side hobbies is learning every different style of making coffee and different recipes while making her own.
Meanwhile her dad is strict about scalding black, straight out of the pot for himself
Marigold works with Godot at his Convict Cafe along with Simon Blackquill, and in the back, there's this entire alchemy-esque set-up, with a distillation apparatus, flasks and glass bottles filled with dubious looking liquids, and shelves upon shelves upon shelves upon SHELVES filled end to end with lab notebooks, all filled out by the young coffee genius Marigold Estella Fey herself. Although Godot doesn't understand her need to perfect something that, by it's true naked self, is already perfect, he respects her passion and care for the craft.
Many times, Simon would man the cash register and Godot would sneak in the back just so he could watch his baby girl work her scientific magic in experimenting and brewing the absolute, objectively BEST cup of coffee. And the smells in her little laboratory are like little pieces of Heaven to Godot's nose.
She has every type of drink carefully catalogued in her library, and she doesn't stop at each one until she makes some sort of a breakthrough. Over time, she also memorizes regular customer's orders and tells Godot and Simon what the order will be as soon as she sees the customer walk towards the door. And guess what? She's right! Well, most times.
Would she also be interested in coffee-flavored candies or ice-cream? Maybe she makes a pitch to her father to expand their line of business by offering coffee-flavored candies, like his favorites. It's canon that Godot has some of those candies at his desk--he even offers Mia some saying that she's "too young for real coffee."
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Wright Anything Agency + Prosecutors Office= Chaos chpt.1
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Recovery date: May 25th, 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: 2 452
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June 21st 7:26 A.M
Hey Miles
So I was wondering, can the wright Anything agency
borrow some of the prosecutor office space?
We uh, can’t really use our office rn
It’s kind of a safety hazard
Miles
7:35 A.M
What on earth are you on about Wright?
What’s wrong with your office?
7:36 A.M
AC’s down
Gonna get wayyyy too hot
So
What do you say
Miles
7:36 A.M
How did your air conditioner break?
7:39 A.M
… long story?
Trucy
Miles
7:40 A.M
No
Find somewhere else to go
Work never gets done when your children are involved
And why don’t you just get it fixed?
7:45
Apparently a bunch of ACs decided to die
Can’t get to us till end of the week
So this is more can we stay for the whole
We
Week
Miles
7:48
Still no.
7:50
Fine
Enjoy babysitting! :)
Miles
8:25 A.M
WRIGHT!
I told you you couldn’t work here!
So why are your children employees here?
8:26 A.M
Klavier said Apollo could work with him since
they’re on a case together, Athena pestered
Blackquill till he caved, and Trucy’s there
cause the other two are there
So!
Can I come work in your office?
Miles
8:27 A.M
Fine. But only so you can keep them in line.
8:28 A.M
Great!
I’m on my way up!
Miles
8:28 A.M
What do you mean “On your way up”?
Not long after sending his question, there was a knock at his door. With a reluctant sigh he called for the person to enter and as expected, it was Wright. The smirk on his face told Edgeworth he’d been waiting. Of course he was. He knew the other prosecutors would let their favored agency members stay here for the week. The only person who would object was Edgeworth himself and all Wright had to do was give him a less favorable option than sharing his office. His two options now were A) Babysit his usual group of children plus the Wright Anything agency himself, or B) Share his office with Wright and have help babysitting. There was only one logical answer.
“Don’t worry, we’ll behave.” Wright had taken a seat on the couch, taking his papers out on the coffee table. So he’d actually brought his work? That didn’t mean he intended to do it. “Our AC is seriously broken. We just need a non-lethal place to work, and the prosecutor’s office seemed like a good idea.”
Edgeworth sighed, “I can’t help every defense agency out like this. What makes you so special?”
“Hmm…” Wright looked like he was thinking about it, but Edgeworth knew he wasn’t. “Boyfriend privileges,” he shrugged.
Edgeworths face turned slightly pink, “That won’t always work. And just so you know, the only reason I haven’t kicked you out yet is because there isn’t anything big this week. Sky and Franziska are flying in tomorrow,” Wright shuddered at the thought of Franziska, “and I believe prosecutor Sahdmadhi and detective Skye are here for work purposes starting Thursday.”
“Well…” Wright still seemed to be trying to do work, Edgeworth’s suspicion didn’t budge. Wright was always up to something, “It’ll be nice to see Prosecutor Von Karma again,” Liar, “And I’m sure Apollo will be happy to see prosecutor Sahdmadhi again.”
Edgeworth nodded and returned to his laptop. He had quite a bit of work to finish before his daughter and sister’s return, as he’d promised to spend time with Sky. When she’d left with her aunt, he’d been very busy and hadn’t even gotten to say goodbye. To make it up to her, he agreed to a movie night when she got back. It’d also be nice to have a runner in the building again. Usually during breaks, when she wasn’t abroad with her father or aunt, she’d help out around the office. This ranged from running papers between prosecutors or the Wright Anything agency, to making sure everyone ate and left at semi-decent times. It was like her part time job.
They sat together in silence for quite a while. The only sound was the scratching of Wright’s pen on paper and Edgeworth tapping on his laptop. Edgeworth’s unease about having the Wright Anything agency around had slowly started to disappear. It helped that Wright kept checking his phone to check in with the others. He had to admit that working with Wright like this was nice. Maybe this week wouldn’t be so bad.
And then the phone rang…
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“So herr forehead, why can’t you use the agency again?”
“The AC broke,” Apollo mumbled, he was looking over evidence for his case tomorrow.
Simon, who was feeding Taka, looked over, “Did Wright-dono forget to pay the bill?” Athena snickered and Trucy, who had been practising card tricks, stopped.
“No… it wasn’t daddy’s fault. This time.” Apollo smiled at this and Athena covered her mouth to stifle her laughter. “I was working on a new magic trick with Athena… and it sort of didn’t work.”
“And this is why we have a “no fire tricks in the agency” policy,” Apollo hummed and passed a paper over to Klavier.
Simon and Klavier had offered to let them work in their offices, but they’d declined because they did actually need to get work done. In fact, Mr. Wright had only agreed to let them work here (instead of the library) if they agreed to get actual work done. Athena had immediately gotten defensive because “we always do our work” and Apollo just sighed. Mr. Wright did have a point, it seemed outside of court, they never got work done. So, they’d decided to work in the cafeteria away from distractions, Apollo’s idea. Then the distractions decided to join them, Klavier’s idea. However, it’d been about an hour and they’d been working fine.
They were sitting together around a table. Trucy was working on card tricks for the most part, and Apollo and Klavier were working on their case. While Simon was doing paperwork for his case that ended yesterday, and Athena was playing with her mood matrix. It was surprisingly quiet, didn’t they have more prosecutors? A few people had come in for coffee, but the office always seemed too quiet. Klavier and Simon were doing their work on laptops while Apollo had to do it all by hand. He really needed a laptop.
“I’m booorrred, let’s take a break!” Athena piped up.
“Cykes-dono, you haven’t done anything yet.”
“Sure I ha-”
“Playing with your mood matrix doesn’t count,” Apollo grumbled looking up. “And we haven’t even been here for an hour.” He looked up at the clock, “okay, we’ve been here for a little over an hour. But you still haven’t done anything.” He felt a weight drop on his back.
“Come on Polly! Fifteen minutes, I’ll even help you guys after.” Trucy had draped herself over his back and was whining in his ear.
“Well then Fraulein,” Klavier leaned his chin on his hand and looked at Trucy, “ What do you propose we do?”
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“Chief prosecutor Edgeworth’s office, speaking? Yes?” Wright looked up at him. Edgeworth took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Is that so?” Wright felt a chill run down his spine as Edgeworth glared at him. “Yes, I’ll tell him. I’ll also come down myself. No, don’t tell them.”
“Sooo… What was that about?” Wright had a feeling he knew, but he’d give his kids the benefit of a doubt.
“Come with me.”
Edgeworth stood up and headed towards the door. Wright quickly shuffled his papers together and headed to the door, tripping on the coffee table. So much for the benefit of the doubt, hopefully Edgeworth would let them keep working here for now. Although he had a feeling he was pushing it. He had no problem working in the courthouse library, but the others had asked the prosecutors. So, he figured he might as well ask Edgeworth. They took the stairs down to the first floor where the cafeteria was. Instead of entering right away, Edgeworth stopped at the door.
Confused, Wright leaned into the door. At first he heard nothing, but he knew something had to be wrong because Edgeworth was glaring daggers at the door. Then he heard the faint sound of metal hitting metal. It was followed by cheers and “You can do it!”. He stood up straight and shrugged.
“Sounds like your guys not mine.” He turned to Edgeworth who leveled him with a glare.
“Think again,” he growled as he pushed the door open quietly.
Once they stepped inside, they were met with a cleared out space containing a fight. There was an audience as well made up of prosecutor Gavin, Trucy, Kay Faraday, and Godot who was off to the side watching and drinking coffee. They had their backs to the door and were instead watching Athena and Simon have a sword fight. Since when could Athena use a sword? Off at one of the other tables was Apollo trying to do work still, as always, and closer to the door was Sebastian Debeste. There were even some prosecutors Phoenix didn’t recognize poking their heads through the other door. They ducked out though as soon as they spotted the chief.
“Prosecutor Debeste,” Edgeworth spoke as he approached the other, “what is going on?”
“Ah!” Sebastian was startled and clamped his hand over his mouth, “Mr. Edgeworth! I uh… I’m not sure. This just didn’t seem very safe.” Edgeworth nodded and walked past him.
“It appears I was wrong to assume I didn’t need to make a rule against sword fights.” He stepped up to the group and everyone stopped. Wright swore he saw souls leave bodies once they noticed him.
“Hi Mr.Edgeworth!” Kay cheered, she clearly had no fear of Edgeworth.
At this Apollo looked up and took an ear plug out of his ear. Noticing Wright and Edgeworth he sighed.
“Told you,” he called over to the group, returning to his work. Everyone else, minus Kay who was smiling and Godot who was snickering, hung their heads in shame.
“I believe you all still have work to do. I hope I don’t need to respond to another call like this, if I do, there will be consequences.” He turned towards Godot, “I’d expect more of the oldest person in the room.”
“You expect better behavior from a convict then a bunch of lawyers? Geez how bad behaved are these kids?”
“He said oldest, nothing to do with whether you’re a convict or not,” Wright said from by the door. He hadn’t moved, mostly because he was still trying to figure out what he was supposed to do. As a boss and father he should scold them, he just wasn’t sure how.
They all stood in silence for a bit until Edgeworth turned and left. So he was leaving Wright to clean up? He could do that.
“Well, I’m going to look at my crime scene once more before tomorrow,” Apollo said, getting up.
“No you’re not,” Wright turned to him, “help put the tables back. Then Athena, Trucy, and you are coming to talk to me.” Then the arguing started.
“Why me?” Apollo asked.
“Well you didn’t exactly try to stop us, Polly.”
“Look at that, Trite grew a pair,” Godot started laughing and Wright frowned at him.
“Well what about the prosecutors? And Kay and Sebastian didn’t do anything to stop us!” Athena whined.
“Well I’m a thief! Not a lawyer.”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“I don’t technically work here.”
“I’m sure we'll have to face herr Edgeworth later, or he’ll just give us a bunch of paperwork.”
“This is your fault for humoring Wright-chan.”
“You agreed to have a sword fight with the Fraulein!”
“Okay everyone stop! Just clean up, Edgeworth can deal with the prosecutors and Kay. And I’m pretty sure Sebastian was the one who told the receptionist. Now hurry up so we can apologize to Edgeworth.” There was a course of whining and someone muttered snitch. “If you really don’t want to apologize that’s fine,” Wright turned and headed to the door patting Sebastian on the shoulder, “I’m sure the courthouse library won’t mind us working there for the week.”
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Edgeworth returned to his office before Wright as he’d left his partner to pick up the mess his children had made. Although he’d never call them that out loud, he did think of them as his children. Mostly because they kept causing him trouble. Taking a seat at his desk, he opened his laptop back up and checked the weather briefly. It was supposed to rain tomorrow, but nothing too bad. He could expect his sister and daughter back that evening. Turning Back to his work, he decided if Wright wasn’t back in half an hour he’d call to make sure he was actually picking up the mess.
We've been here so long...
Still I remember the rainy September,
Contact.
Two, four, one, ten.
Two four, one, ten.
Am I transmitting?
Is anyone listening?
Contact.
He stopped typing and looked at his phone. She changed his ringtone for herself again, he sighed. She also knew better than to call him during work hours. Still, he picked up.
“Shouldn’t you be having dinner?” He smiled. “Oh? Couldn’t this have waited until tomorrow. I miss you too. Well try to get some sleep, you don’t want to be too tired. Are you at an airport, I thought you two were leaving later. No- don’t change the sub- Yes. I did notice, please stop changing my ringtone. Alright, I love you too. Goodbye.”
“Sky?”
Edgeworth jumped and looked up. Wright was standing in front of him with a smile on his face. So he’d managed to get everyone back to work had he?
“Yes. I’m assuming everyone went back to work?”
“Took some effort but once I said we’d have to work in the court house library if they didn’t stop, they cleaned up real quick. Your prosecutors didn’t want to incur anymore wrath so they weren’t too picky, except Godot… Why is he here again? Isn’t he still serving time.”
“Prosecutor Godot, much like prosecutor Blackquill, still has a job to do,” Edgeworth looked over at his laptop to see Wright settling back down. Wright shrugged at this. “And what’s wrong with the court house library?”
“They can’t play around as much,” Wright hummed, not looking up from his work.
“Well, let's hope the rest of this week isn’t anymore chaotic.” Really, he shouldn’t have said that.
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