"Hmm, the newest ace attorney is cute," Maya Fey was watching the news as she finished the breakfast that she had made for her and Pearl. They were staying at the Beverly Hills residence of a certain prosecuting attorney while he was away in Europe. Pearl had moved in with him a few years back after making the decision of wanting to live a normal teenaged life. Maya didn't let her go easily, but after some counseling by sister Bikini and big sister Mia, Maya finally and reluctantly let her go. Maya was thriving in her own studies and was almost a full blown spirit medium.
"Ugh, too bad he had to be mentored by HIM!" Maya threw her fork at the TV when Phoenix Wright came into the view of the camera. It was the conclusion of the Jurist trial and Apollo and Phoenix were on the courthouse stairs being interviewed by the press. She got up and took her plate to the sink.
"Hey, I have to keep this place clean you know!" Pearls yelped as she hopped off her stool at the breakfast bar they were sitting and picked up the fork. "Besides I don't think Phoenix mentored Apollo. I believe it was Kristoph Gavin."
"Kristoph Gavin?" Maya said slowly. "But isn't he the one that got convicted of murder?"
"Yes, I believe he did!"
Maya's eyes went wide as she turned back to the television to see a very composed Apollo Justice. "Wow, he must be dying inside, to have to convict your own Mentor of murder..."
"Kristoph's brother was the prosecuting attorney." Pearl was at Maya's side, playing with the magatama at her neck. She liked to keep in touch with her spiritual roots. "Klavier Gavin."
"Oh my Gosh!!" Maya gasped. "He's the lead singer of the Gavinners! He's so handsome!"
"Oh Maya," Pearls giggled at her cousin. "You are still 16 at heart aren't you?"
"Well, he is!? You, Mrs. Iwannabearegularteenager, should know all about the Gavinners." Maya poked fun at Pearls as she watched a patch of red grow on the others cheeks. "Ha, you do!!"
"Okay, so I do, so?" Pearls pouted as she turned toward the sink to start the dishes.
"I guess it's healthier to have crushes on rockstars than on attorneys." Maya said wistfully as she stared at the antennae-haired attorney on the television. Pearls turned to look at Maya as she rinsed the dish in her hand.
"I wouldn't say healthier, but it is more normal. Phoenix was a normal guy caught in some very unusual circumstances."
"Hmph, all the same, too bad Phoenix couldn't have been more like Miles." Maya tapped her finger on her chin thoughtfully as she picked up the magazine she had been thumbing through during her morning coffee, (Godot blend #107, thank you very much) and found the article written on Miles. "He's is so suave and such a sharp dresser and very handsome..." Pearls just shook her head at her cousin as she finished the dishes.
"Maya, you do know that Miles is...well...playing for the same team, right?"
"Yeah, well, it's too bad the team includes Phoenix Wright. I can't believe you, of all people believed that we could be special someone's." Maya mocked Pearls as she plopped herself on the stool again. She closed the magazine and pointed to the young, ambitious defense attorney that adorned the cover. "Now this guy, he's cute. With his bright brown eyes and sharp red suit...he's got so much potential! There's an aura about him too."
"Maya, always daydreaming!" Pearl smiled sweetly at her cousin, then inspiration hit her. She thought of that girl that was in her class...what was her name...ah yes Trucy, Trucy Wright. She had been mentioned in the article about Apollo as being his step-sister and adopted by Phoenix. If Pearl could befriend her, maybe there would be a chance to set up Maya and Apollo...Yes, that's it! Since Phoenix, broke Maya's heart, it was the least that Pearl could do for her cousin! Her birthday was in six months, plenty of time to make friends with Trucy! Thus, the plan was set in motion...
The Best Laid Plans...
Apollo was awoken abruptly by his phone signaling a text. He wiped the drool from his chin and found he had fallen asleep on his keyboard again. One of the hazards of doing your own paperwork, he thought.
'Come get me. Im party drank too much.'
Apollo gave his phone a confused look. Trucy never drinks, what the heck is going on? He glanced at the time before he replied, asking for the address.
"Holy crap," He said aloud to the empty office. " 9:45. I slept for an hour." The former Wright and Co. Talent Agency, had been transformed into the Justice and Co. Law Offices last November at the prompting of Phoenix Wright. Apollo hated the jokes everyone cracked, but at least he was getting clients, albeit, shady ones, they were still clients nonetheless.
Apollo thought briefly about contacting Phoenix, but didn't want to interrupt one of his three jobs. Besides, he could handle his 16 year-old stepsister by himself, at least he hoped so. He chuckled to himself as he thought about Phoenix taking piano lessons, and retaking the bar exam, and playing Poker all in one fell swoop. November through January were rough months for Phoenix because of all of that, but Apollo and Trucy lent all their support and knowledge and he passed the bar with flying colors. The piano lessons were still ongoing, but Apollo would even admit that he was doing well.
The address was sent to him as he grabbed his umbrella and jacket and went out the door. March proved to be very rainy and was not going out like a lamb. A brisk wind picked up as Apollo hopped on his brand-new scooter. It wasn't an impressive 'Hog' like Klavier had, but Apollo wasn't out to impress anybody anyway.
"Oh good grief Trucy!" Apollo yelled at his phone as he came to a stoplight. "Who the hell do you know up in Beverly Hills?" He had mapped out his route on the GPS application and groaned. "I better get some good office cleaning out of this!"
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Thirty minutes later, Apollo was weaving between parked cars to get to the pretentious house on the hill. It was actually really nice from what he could see. He parked his scooter as he observed the house. Unseen spotlights in the ground lit up the burgundy and brick and it seemed every light in it was on. It was modern with lots of windows and foliage on the outside. He heard loud music and voices and shook his head as he walked around a loud group of teenagers. He still wasn't sure why Trucy was at a party in such an uppity neighborhood and were these guys old enough to drink? Good ole Trucy, she could make friends with anyone.
"Nice scooter." A male voice called from his left. Apollo made a face and mumbled whatever at the guy. He was also used to jokes being cracked about his scooter.
"No, seriously, man," The male picked up pace alongside Apollo and started walking backwards as he pointed off to their right with his free hand. The other was holding a bottle of beer. "Dude, check that beauty out!" Apollo glanced at the guy one last time before he followed his out-stretched finger. The guy was wearing a bright yellow and green sweatshirt with a bright pink logo on the front, something about a Princess, and a bright green hat, and was that a samurai sword? Apollo chuckled to himself as he turned and saw a bright green and yellow scooter. Next years model of what he, himself, was driving.
"How the..." He started.
"I know right? It's smooth and it comes in all of the Steel Samurai's series colors!" The guy gave the rock on horns with his hand. "Cody Hackins, dude." He held his hand out to Apollo.
"Apollo Justice." The attorney said distractedly. "But I don't understand how..."
"Apollo...Justice? The defense attorney that brought Phoenix Wright back to life?"
"Huh?" Apollo ran his hand through his spikes, thoroughly confused. He had never been referred to as that!
"Dude, Pearls is always spoutin' off about that Wright guy, how he threw away his love for her cousin, or some drabble like that." Cody took a drink of his beer. "Anyway, how do you know Pearl?"
"I...uh...don't, heh..." Apollo said nervously. "I'm here to take Trucy home."
"Oh, Trucy!" Cody wriggled his eyebrows. "Y'know, if I wasn't datin' Pearly, I would definitely take her on! But it sounds like she's got a man!"
"Hm, yeah listen, you better be careful how you talk about her. Her father is Phoenix Wright and I am her step-brother, so if you'll excuse me, I've come to collect her..."
"Ha! Collect her!" Cody almost spit his beer out on Apollo as he flinched. "Listen, I'm sorry man, I'll take ya to her!"
"I...er...ok!" Apollo suddenly found himself being dragged behind Cody. Little did Apollo know he was involved in a devious plan of Pearls, that was about to come into fruition.