-1Reunite My Turnabout

"…Starring the amazing Trucy Wright, and her lovely assistant…the Amazing Mr. Hat!" Trucy smiled, cocking her head, arms behind her back to help work the crazy contraption. She was about to continue in her grandstanding voice, but she noticed the distracted gaze of her daddy. He was staring away, and very obviously was not the person she should've gone to when practicing for her show. He'd been like that a lot lately. It wasn't frustrating, just bothersome at times. She pouted, letting the amazing Mr. Hat re-fold up. She put her hat back on her head and wandered over, plopping right into her daddy's lap. Enjoying the noise of discomfort he made only because she knew it was the best way to get his attention, she pouted and poked his nose.

"Daddy, you said you'd pay attention!" she scolded, tapping his nose like he was a bad puppy. Phoenix laughed apologetically. With a causal smirk, he stared up at her. He gestured with a hand back to the couch that was her stage, replying, "I was paying attention, Trucy. You and Mr. Hat--yes?"

Trucy scowled playfully. "Oh daddy, I was using my Magic Panties!" she sighed dramatically. Yet, they both knew she couldn't trick the sharp mind of Phoenix Wright. He laughed lightly, and then looked aside again. It was very obvious that whatever was on his mind was really eating at him, and it made Trucy feel sad. She took his hand and tugged him up. "You know what we're going to do today, daddy? There's a fair in town and we're going to go hit the scene!"

Phoenix, bemused, removed her hat and patted her head affectionately. Then he shook his head, plopping the silk hat back on the girl's. "Sorry, Trucy. I need to go do some other things today. I'm…meeting someone soon, and I--"

"I already promised Apollo we would, daddy!" Trucy cut in. There was no room for argument. "He and Klavier! I said that both 'daddy and I' would come!" Phoenix was about to protest, but she tugged at his hand. Apparently, she'd had this planned all along. Never underestimate crazy magicians, was Trucy's self motto. She'd told Apollo and Klavier that she'd convince Phoenix to come, one way or another. It was time that they all became the best of friends. Of course, she'd also sent an invitation to Ms. Ema Skye as well. Trucy wouldn't leave out anybody in her ring of friends!

And little did Phoenix know…she'd sent out one more invitation as well.

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"Fraulein detective?" Klavier said coolly, smiling into the rear-view mirror. Ema looked sullenly up at him in the reflection from the back seat in response. The prosecutor laughed a small, throaty laugh, and then gave her a cold glare. "Refrain from throwing those snacks while you're in my car. You were the one who asked for a carpool in, remember? Apollo and I would've gotten by just fine by riding my hog…right, Herr--"

"You promised," Apollo interrupted, holding up a finger. "That if I did something with my hair, you wouldn't call me that." Klavier laughed, nodding. An agreement they had come upon while Apollo laid on his bed, covered only by a blanket, and drew little circles around the prosecutor's naval. It had been really quite a treat, to watch Apollo be so curious about his body. He'd promised to stop calling him 'Herr Forehead' so long as Apollo stopped gelling up those ridiculous spikes. Now they both had to break bad habits.

Apollo's hair was tousled, but he had bangs that parted neatly and covered up his forehead, which he had become rather self-conscious about since Klavier poked fun at it. Of course, the glimmerous fop couldn't talk too much, otherwise Ema would begin to hound his ass for being such a self-absorbed moron. Apollo smirked to himself, but then both he and Klavier received a dosage of getting Snackoo'd, which would wipe the smirk off of anyone's face if they were presented with such delicious ammunition. Klavier scolded Ema again, but the self-proclaimed forensic analyst just bickered back. In all honesty, it actually gave Apollo a headache, but it wasn't his car, so he had no right to whine like the others.

Very suddenly, the three of them felt the car let out a stubborn whine. Attention was drawn to the dashboard, which had the distinct smell of something very foul rolling out of the air vents. Klavier's face flushed a bit and the rock star slammed the paneling in an attempt to knock it back into proper car behavior. If this was how cars were fixed, then the auto repair shops would be far and few indeed. They pulled off to the side of the street, and Klavier clambered out of the vehicle, worriedly popping the front. Ema sat back in her seat, gloomily popping Snackoos into her mouth. She is such a ray of sunshine sometimes, Apollo mused. "Klavier," he called out the window, instead of poking at Ema. "Do you need help?"

"Do you know how to jam with an engine?" Klavier responded, sounding a bit irritated. It happened a lot with Klavier. At one moment, he'd be a cocky-smirked bastard, while at the next, he'd be a whiny brat with a bad attitude. Apollo faltered at the question, and Klavier let out a snort. "Thought so. Stay off my stage." When doesn't he speak in musician talk? He's not even in a band anymore! Apollo thought sullenly.

They waited. And they waited. Apollo couldn't take much more waiting and was about to get out of the car to just walk to the fair when a car pulled up behind them. Klavier, poking his sullen face to the side of the hood, instantly lit up his expression and beamed a winner's smile. Wiping his greasy hands on the car, not daring to mar up his purple outfit, he approached the fellow walking out of the car. Apollo slid out, but Ema remained in the car as she was too distracted by her Snackoos. Moving up to the ex-rock star, he greeted the much taller and graceful looking male.

Though he'd never say it aloud, magenta looked really good on a man.

"Thanks, Herr Magenta," Klavier laughed, holding out a hand. "Achtung! Klavier Gavin." Apollo sighed, then held out his own hand, smiling apologetically for Klavier's noisy self.

"Apollo Justice. Ace Attorney…Achtung?" he added, looking up for approval from Klavier. The sad shake of the head he received instead made him sigh sadly. The stranger chuckled lowly, shaking both of their hands, and then cocked his head in curiosity. "Oh, well, uh, it would seem Klavier broke his car."

"I did not!" Klavier snapped, mood swinging again. "The blasted thing just started to smell all bad and the engine was sputtering, and it's going to blow my whole day, and we're supposed to go to the fair." The other man raised an eyebrow, then chuckled again.

With a gesture to his own vehicle (which was very impressive indeed), the stranger said, "I can call the tower and we can have them take your car in, and you two can come with us. Oddly enough, my destination is there as well."

"There's another passenger in the car, but she's, ahh…brooding, ja?" Klavier added, mood pivoting again. Apollo watched him in amazement, then found a small blush on his cheeks from it. Why did he find it kind of, well…cute to watch his mood do a dance between good and foul? Well, Apollo did see Klavier in a different light from most others. The other was always so tense, and his senses were usually on fire around him…he just felt it necessary to be with him.

The stranger chuckled, bringing out his cell phone. "I'll call it in. I have a brooding guest as well…But, ah, I'll bet she has a bit more…bite than your's. Go ahead and get comfy in the car." Apollo went to obey, while Klavier went to go shut the hood. Ema left somewhat willingly, but as she approached the other vehicle, a gasp caught in her throat. Snackoos fell to the ground and scattered across the road.

"…Mr…Mr. Edgeworth!? But you left--! And we're going to go see him!"

Miles turned to her, and smirked. "I suppose we have a goal in common, then. I am going to go see him well."

A/N: Yet another fic from me. When I'm on a warpath, you can't get rid of me. xD Well, don't expect this to be a long fic, but I hope it'll be easy on your eyes. More slash, but I can't write much else. Haha. Write. Wright. Get it? No. Anyway, please read and review so I don't lose heart! 3