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Rushing past the numerous civilians entering and exiting the building, Fox McCloud found himself in the lobby of the slightly mushroom-like building. The floor was marble and had a fountain in the center. He found the level map and found he would be on the 30th floor. He entered one of the many elevators of the building and made a quick scan to see that there were a total of 68 levels.

He made it to the 30th floor to his new office in the well known Famicom Law Firm. He passed the lunchroom to see Yoshi and Kirby chatting away at the table. He leaned against the doorframe to see the two workers begin a duel with their carrot sticks. They went back and forth, casually playing until they had to get back to the office.

Fox soon found this boring and went back. He took out a protean bar and began to munch on it, only to spit it out in disgust when he found coconut in the bottom layer. He passed the receptionists, Peach, Popo and Nana, and got to his back office.

It was small, but in a good way. He had cabinets on both sides of his door and a view into one of the many squares below. He looked for a moment to see everything in the city. The building was in the city center and belonged to a number of other offices, including a few financial levels and two engineering levels. He looked up to see the top level was a sky deck restaurant where the players would eat.

Fox sat in his chair, casually putting his legs on his desk. He took off his tie and tossed his hat on the nearby rack. He couldn't believe it. One of the few to make it big in life, he was taken as soon as he finished collage. With a 3.9 and an 80 thousand a year salary, he laughed out loud to the thought a Frat hound like himself could make it.

"Mr. McCloud?"

It took a moment for the words to sink in. He turned to see the receptionist Peach at his door.

"Yes?" he said. This was it.

"The Four would like to see you." Said Peach, turning away. Fox watched her move, the scoundrel he was, and walked to the main room.

It seemed mostly reserved for a table. About 20 chairs surrounded it, with four at the head and one reserved for a speaker. In the four at the side were the Four.

Ms. Samus Aran, the main prosecutor, was leaning against the wall. She had a white suit and a pink rose on her pocket. Her blond hair was tied in a bun and had thin frame reading glasses. Her nails done and skin professionally washed, She obviously used the power of gender to gain some power and would then argue them to oblivion.

On the other side was Link Hyrule. He was obviously younger of the three; his hair untidy, left ear pierced around the cartilage with a blue look earring, and well worn boots. A dark green vest covered a white shirt and a matching Rolex on his wrist, with Khakis to finish the effect. Then again, he could afford to look that way due to the simple fact he was a well rounded lawyer.

Both stood around the heads: Mario Mario, the FLF leader and Luigi Mario, the central lawyer. Both wore near identical clothing, the only difference being the different suit-trim.

"So," started Samus, "Do you know why you are here?"

"No," replied Fox. He was part afraid of what would happen next. At the same time he started to undress her with his eyes, but quickly stopped when he realized a ring on her hand.

"You're here to make this company known." She said. She stared at him for a moment. Was she doing the same to him? He then realized he forgot to put on his tie. Strike one. "I understand that your father worked here. You have a lot to live up to."

"Perhaps," said Fox, not thinking about what would happen next. He then said "I think I should be left from that comparison." He soon began to hit his head mentally. What was with that?

"Hey, Sammy, take a break. He's new and from the Lylat frat." Said Link. She seemed to back down, if only by a small amount. "So," said Link, continuing to interrogate him from Samus's place, only to ketch him off guard with the question "How's the Hylea Frat going?"

Fox took a breath at the fact it wasn't a law related question.

"They're O.K.," he replied, "still the same womanizers and competition that they ever been."

"Hope they haven't broken anything yet." He then quickly said, "My cousin's there," as a way of making him seems better.

"Anyway," said Mario, his eyes looking strait at him, "You are going to be representing Carter in the case of Jax vs. Carter."

"You will be a part of team cubed. You better get to know them. They're headed by Mr. D. Kong and have Zelda and Pit to help you." Said Luigi. He seemed to be either younger, enjoyed this field of work more, or both. "Here is the file. Ask the detective on the case for more information on the case."

Fox picked it up and began to walk out of the room when Mario said "Stop."

He turned to see Mario and his brother Luigi walk up. "I hope you do your best." He shook Fox's hand and walked by him, still talking. "However, screw this one up, and you can feel free to walk out at any time."

The meeting over, he went back to his office to read the report. A quarter of the way through, he began to mentally undress Samus again, quickly stopping when he bumped into Kirby.

"So, I hear that you're now having a case." Said Kirby. He had a pink tie and a charm bracelet on his wrist.

"So?" said Fox. He was quickly getting annoyed due to the babble of the short man.

"You have Kong as the leader."

"So?" said Fox. He looked at the clock and saw it was past eight. He started at one and still had to finish this thing.

"He takes over and does most of the work. You just wait and get no credit if it wins and get all the credit if it fails." He paused to take a breath and continued to talk. "He's still nicer then Bowser. He sometimes gives a free round. You better go home."

"Why," said Fox, his nerves reaching an end.

"Because the traffic is crap in the morning and you have to get here by six for a meeting. Say goodbye to your social life!" he said cheerfully. He left Fox's office and pulled his keys from his pocket.

Fox sighed and began to pack up the file. Putting on his coat, he locked his office.

He lived about ten blocks from the office center. It was an easy walk to the building, but was more rough up the stairs.

At his apartment, he was greeted by his dog Slipp, named after his frat buddy. "Hey boy." He said, petting him behind his ears. He placed the file on his bed and began to research more on the Internet. He didn't find much news and what he did find was mostly repetition.

Bored, he began to search his team. D. Kong was a senior leader and one of the few remaining before management was passed down to Mario. Pit was an intern, but he did find a few police reports that involved cow tipping and a few more undisclosed crimes. He then searched for Zelda, only to find an article about her wedding to Link. He saw her picture and mouthed 'wow'. Link sure set his cards right.

He to his room and took off his suit. After a crude ironing, he hung it up and set his alarm for 5 am. He then passed out from exhaustion.

He awoke to the familiar soundtrack of his Radio alarm clock. Blaring Celine Dion, he yelled a swift "I'm up!" he took a quick shower and put on his suit and began his day at work.

When he got there, he found Yoshi passed out on the floor of the office. Kirby was around him, drawing on his face. What was more impressive was the fact he drew a Picassos work on his forehead.

"How are you up?" said Fox, amazed that Kirby was this peppy.

"Five cups of Starbucks Mocha Latte." He replied. He stood up, making it more obvious he was jittering wildly. "I'm down from six."

"Good for you." Said Fox. "Is anyone else here?"

"Most. Link and Zelda usually come in late and Luigi is always here. Anyway, help me put on this lipstick on Yoshi. He stayed up until midnight last night." Kirby grinned, his hand moving erratically. "Better yet, get Luigi. He'll have a blast."

Fox took his word for it. He also needed to find out where to meet. He got to Luigi's office to see Lieutenant Falcon leave the office. He went in to find himself shocked.

All around the walls were posters and an old Tetris machine in a corner. He had a small plasma screen TV and was Halo 2 online multi player.

"Take that noob!" he yelled into his headset. "You just go sniped Bee Ach!"

"Luigi?" said Fox. He then said it louder and louder until he was practically yelling.

"Hold on," Luigi replied, "Take that skrin39! And that wodawg! And that Gawd13! Shit! You sniped me!" This went on for a minute. Fox sat him down in one of the chairs and waited.

Finally, Luigi was finished. "So," said Luigi, "How's it going?" he was panting from the constant gaming.

"I'm here to ask where I'm meeting Mr. Kong."

"You'll meet him after the meeting." Said Luigi, soon gulping a glass of water.

"Also, Kirby asked me to ask you to put some lipstick on Yoshi.""

"Awesome!" said Luigi. He ran from the room far faster then someone his age should run. Fox got down there to see Luigi putting is on Yoshi's lips while Kirby, still in his caffeine state, put fake tattoos on Yoshi's stomach.

The elevator opened and a few people came out. They included Pikachu, who was wearing a bright yellow jacket, Samus, who was wearing an orange suit now, and Marth, who wore a cloak in a Japanese fashion. The final person out was D. Kong, who seemed to be slowly aging. Fox guessed he was about 57 due to the amount of Grey hair.

Fox quickly got to his back office to see a few changes. One was that his office now had a phone and his windows cleaned. He also noticed a laptop on the computer with a Flash drive in his drawer. He Activated it to see a video chat with his friend Falco Lombardi.

"You O.K.?" said Falco. "There's some lag, but it's decent on homebrew standards."

"Nice," replied Fox. "It legal?"

"No," scoffed Falco, as if it was obvious, "Then again, you're one to talk."

"Shut up. You're one to scold."

"Whatever. Just wanted to call to say I got a job as an airforce pilot."

"Nice. Send me some pictures of the planes." Fox turned to the clock in the corner, "Got to go to a meeting now."

"See ya when I see ya." Said Falco. He gave the peace sine and turned off the camera.

Fox went out of the hall to see everyone staring at Yoshi. It seemed that Luigi and Kirby had a little too much fun with the accessories, largely seen by the thunderbolt in his head and paintings on every bit of skin. However, it also seemed that Yoshi was too groggy to even notice.

Fox took his seat towards the end of the table. He scanned the table to see another original, Mr. G. A. Watch, and the fourth secretary Pichu. Everyone slowly got to seating, old Kong being last one. After everyone had sat down, Mario began the meeting.

"Well, we have a few new faces here. First, I would like to introduce Fox McCloud, who's a Lylat. Some of you may know that name. That's because his father was one of the originals who started this company. He now lives in a condo, right?"

"Yes sir," said Fox.

"Don't do that. It reminds me I'm old. Secondly, we have a new intern. His name is Pit, who is working here for community service. So, if anyone needs to spill coffee on anyone and then order them to clean it up, that's your man" Pit began to either seethe in rage or blush. He was wearing a white shirt and white Khaki shorts.

"Thirdly, I have to ask no one to mess with Yoshi without my permission, unless the opportunity is to good to pass by," he cocked his head so he seemed to be looking at Kirby, who's jittering seemed to be kept at a minimum under his stare. "Now, let's get into the teams and start on the cases."

Fox saw Mario leave the board room to the central office. He slowly got up to D. Kong's office area, along with Pit and Zelda. The secretary Pichu also went, as if it was his job to take notes.

In the east wing, Kong's office was noticeable. It was older compared to the others and had a slightly musty smell in it. The table was a little sticky and the coffee machine in the corner seemed broken. There was nothing from the digital age except a clock and an old laptop. The chair was also worn, numerous levels of paint showing and the padding beginning to fade. The plaster on the walls was chipped and remade badly, as if it was a home made job.

"So, where do we begin?" said Kong, his voice aged and raspy. Fox could see he was past the age of retirement. He probably was like Luigi and worked for the thrill.

"Well, Jax is saying that Carter stole his car." said Zelda.

"Then why is the file so big?" said Pit.

"Did you even read it?" said Fox, quite unsure why he was even talking.

"Wait. We were supposed to read it! Shit."

"Anyway, Jax's car was found at a curb. However, he was acquitted of charges due to no DNA. However, his keys were not found in his house, but in his roommates room. Now he's suing him for stealing property for payments he had to make." Summarized Kong. Fox began to wonder why he was there. Most of the others have left.

"That sounds low key. Why are we being involved?" said Fox.

"The car was also found at the scene of a crime," promptly replied Zelda. She was in a suit that showed her fairly well. Her hair was shoulder length and probably in her early 30's

"Oh,"

"Anyway, get prepared for the case tomorrow. The file has everything." Kong put on some reading glasses and then began to get the file open. Zelda had already left and Pichu was packing up.

"Hey, Fox."

"Yeah Pit." said Fox. He was getting tired of his state. Then again, he was also a lot like him.

"Do you know any good places for food? I've never gotten this far in a business."

"You haven't."

"Nope" said Pit. "Usually I'm fired by the second day. Oh, and it can't be a Red Lobstertm. I'm banned for life. Or a T.G.I. Fridaystm. Or Applebee'stm."

"What did you get banned for?" asked Fox, instantly regretting it.

"Public cursing, drunkenness and skipping the bill in one night." Said Pit. "Still, it was one of my better birthdays."

That's nice," said Fox, who obviously did not think it to be well. Then again, knowing his record, it wouldn't be his worst one. The one with the Pineapple and the Jackson 5 was probably the worst one. He cringed at the thought, and began to mentally barf.

"The jail time wasn't that bad either," said Pit, who obviously wasn't listening. "It was at least one of my top five birthdays. It was also one of my dad's better Father's day's."

"Does your dad like you?"

"Are you kidding! He's the police chief," paid Pit who clearly would not shut up.

"Did you get off easy?" said fox, who almost instantly realized he didn't.

"Nope. Got arrested and waffled twice. Maximum sentence of 300 hours of community service. Also lost my car. Now I have to ride my bike threw the bad part of town and have to keep it indoors because it gets slashed if I leave it outside." Pit sighed, and soon said "Well, I better go to work."

"Hey, Pit."

"Yeah?"

"Fill it with chlorine gas. The worst that can happen is two years." Said Fox jokingly. However, he soon realized that Pit didn't take it like that.

"Thanks for the advice. I'll do it tonight."

Fox walked to his office and activated the computer. Not his, but the homebrew. The screensaver was of a cruiser that his mom used to fly with about ten 'leftovers' photo—shopped into the cockpit. He had a chat with Falco, who went on his complaining about how much a bitch Wolf was since he left and how Peppy became what he called a "Hard hare" over the summer. Fox then replied with a question on how the Hylea frat was going.

"A guy did there." said Falco.

"When?"

"About a day ago. We had the funeral service today. He was a nice kid for one of them. Not a rich prick, but still not a poor party animal. He was more of a rich party animal."

"How did he die?"

"Alcohol." replied Falco, as if it was obvious, "It figures. They let him rest in the bathtub."

"Good. How's Crystal?"

"She misses you. We might come over during winter break for a few days. That O.K."

"Sure. Now then, I have a case to do," said Fox, looking at the clock.

"Sure, just don't OD" warned Falco, putting on his best mother act. He then left.

Fox sighed and began to read the rest of the report. He noticed something very well. No DNA was found and nothing that had been taken. He also noticed that in the report, the car motor was still warm and the body found was believed to have died a day before hand. He typed it up and then spell checked it while eating a BLT. He included some sources and previous settlements, including the decision that having possession of keys does not mean that he stole the car and that the car was hot-wired. Being happy with himself, he printed it up and stapled it together.

It was 12:30 a.m.

Court began at 11:00, so he would have to be there at 10:15 at a minimum. He ironed his only suit and hung it up. He smelled his breath to find the stench of onions clinging to his stale breath. He brushed them and went to bed, having a well relaxing dream.

He woke up at 8:30 in a panic. He forgot that traffic was always there and that the court house was about a mile away. He showered while failing at shaving his beard and brushed his teeth with some shampoo. He got to the train at 9:15, just barley getting his arm caught in the door. He got a seat by one of the many Moblin Castes.

He got to the court house by 9:40. He ran up the remaining three flights of stairs and got to the preparation room.

"Here's my thesis." He said while bursting into the room. No one from the trial group was there except Kong. He also saw a man wearing a shawl in the corner. He had a skin tight jumpsuit on and a red eye.

Fox went up to him and asked "Are you Carter?"

The man looked at him before grunting the word "Shiek."

Fox backed away and went to Kong. "Here's my thesis."

"I know. I herd you two minutes ago." Said kong. He looked up and moved his head around. "Where's Pit."

"I'm here." Said pit, bursting into the room. He had a few stains on his shirt and his pant leg was ripped. "Hey fox, you know how you recommended the chlorine?"

"No I didn't. I said it as a Joke."

"You did?" pit looked up at the ceiling and hit his head. "Shit. I thought you were serious. I did that and in short, I was roughed up this morning. Apparently one got knocked out. Now I'm evicted. I still lasted longer."

"Who was this group?" said Shiek, who was still in the corner.

"They call themselves the Gurudo. Why? Is that bad?"

"Yeah. You're going to want to go into hiding." said Shiek.

"Oh well. Not the first time I've been on a death list. Oh, here is what's left of my report." He held up three charred fragments and a fourth cover page. "Sorry."

"oh well." Said Kong. "Shiek, come. Were going in. Fox, keep an eye out for Pit. And pit?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you mine smelling these handkerchiefs and telling me which one smells like chloroform?"

"Ok." A few seconds later, he was passed out.

Fox sat in the only chair and began to wait. This would be a while.

ZZZZZZZZ

Is Carter guilty or not guilty? Who committed the crime? You decide. If not, I will.