What A Pleasant Surprise...

Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth had went to lunch at Tres Bien. Not on a date, you yaoifag. Or was it? It mighta been. Or maybe it was just to talk about their jobs. Either way, they went to lunch. They rode home in Edgey's stylish (yet not gay) sports car. They went to Edgey's house.

"Miles, what's that sound?"

"What sound, Wright?"

"Sounds like... kissing..."

"Sounds to me like you watch too much porn, to hear kissing randomly, Wright."

"No, seriously! Listen harder!"

smack mmnnmnm... smack

"Good ear, Wright. I hear it. But where is it coming from?"

"The room in the hall! Come on!"

Miles followed Nick in to the hallway. Nick put his ear up to the door. He silently pointed to the door and mouthed 'It's in here' to Edgey.

He counted down from 3 to open the door.

"Three..."

He looked at Edgeworth, who was facepalming.

"Two..."

"ONE!" He opened the door and fell in to the room. He looked up from the floor to see a beautiful blue-haired prosecutor in nothing but her skivvies, desperately trying to cover herself up.

"F-FRANZISKA?!" Miles and Nick screamed in unison.

"How dare y-you walk in on me changing, you foolish fools!"

"We heard sounds! Kissing!"

"Who would I POSSIBLY be kissing, Mr. Phoenix Wright?! HMM?!"

Miles thought 'Must... resist... alone time...'

Nick asked jokingly, "Where are they?"

Franziska was sweating. "W-WHO?!"

"Who you were kissing!"

Nick began playfully searching the room. He looked in the drawers, behind the cabinets... He finally looked under the bed...

"ADRIAN ANDREWS?!"