Author's Note: Thank you for taking the time to read my first fic! I need loads of reviews, please. I'll need it to get myself on the right track.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Ace Attorney series.


Iris was visibly nervous. She was pacing around her dressing room, unable to contain herself. A look of anxiety could be seen on her face, and she was twiddling her fingers. She was almost completely restless from all the anticipation.

There was only the draft coming from the lone window on the far end of the room to keep her company. Eagle Mountain is known for its strong winds and cool breezes, after all. It was sort of a bad kind of company, though, as the chills running down her spine did nothing to calm her nerves.

Her dressing room was of moderate size, and was constructed by strong wood found on the mountain itself. A green tatami mat covered the center of the room. There were two chairs, one in front of the vanity, and another to the side. Her pearl white wedding dress was hung upon a wooden rack directly right of the vanity. It was a simple dress befitting its simple wearer.

Iris continued striding to and fro.

"It's only a matter of hours until the ceremony... I hope I don't choke out there in front of Feenie," said Iris as she continued walking end to end. "Those vows I've prepared are important..."

Sister Bikini then entered the dressing room, and saw how Iris was all over the place. Trying to get her to stay put, Bikini says, "Iris, dear! Calm yourself down! My back is going to throw a fit if you keep walking your shoes off all day."

"But Sister! I haven't had enough time to prepare for today! I even got up late! My makeup isn't done, my dress is still on the rack...oh, no..."

"Now, now, Iris, everything is going to be fine! I'll be here to help you get ready. Just calm down and take a seat while I'll go get the makeup kit."

Sister Bikini closed the door with a rather loud thud.

Iris sat down on the wooden chair in front of the mirror, and took a deep breath. "Sister Bikini is right... I just need to calm down, and everything will be fine. I can't let myself get so worked up about a day that's supposed to be the happiest I'll ever live..."

Realizing that she was blushing hard, Iris let out a small gasp and looked away from her mirror image. It was then when Bikini returned with the makeup kit in hand. It was a rather large, hefty box, made of brushed metal. It had a black handle on top, and had silver locks in front. It was a pretty modern-looking package considering that Iris and Sister Bikini don't have a lot of those conveniences up in Hazakura Temple.

Bikini pulled a chair up and sat beside Iris, opened the kit, and pulled out a long brush. "Stay still, now," she told Iris as she ran the brush against the makeup. She picked a crimson tone, a warm red to try to counter the cold atmosphere.

As the brush made gentle contact with her right cheek, Iris entered a state of absolute serenity.