The first entry in my "Conversations" drabbles. This came about while discussing with a friend my recent MayaXEdgeworth fic in which Edgeworth loses a bit more of his clothing than he might have preferred. xD So I just thought to myself, What would Edgeworth say to me after writing him into such a situation? And thus, the Conversations series was born. :3
I don't own Miles Edgeworth. Though I do enjoy ordering him around. XD
Me: Edgeworth, take your clothes off. You're half-naked in this scene.
Edgeworth: Wha – how dare you use my hot body to get people to read your lame-ass fics!
Me: Just shut up and take your clothes off.
Edgeworth: What do you think I am, a slab of meat in a cravat? I have feelings too, you know.
Me: Yeah yeah, we all know you're the most angst-ridden, emo crybaby in the whole series, now get naked so I can write the damn scene already.
Edgeworth: Th – that is an affront to my character, sir! I am most certainly not emo.
Me: (poring over his fics) Riiiight.
Edgeworth: (looking wary) ….
Me: Phoenix and Franziska are doing each other.
Edgeworth: (sobs) The traitors! (breaks into hysterical fit)
Me: Sooo not emo.