Disclaimer: I do not own the Ace Attorney Series or any of its characters. All elements belong to Capcom.
Hey, fanfic viewers! I decided I would try to write some comedy fanfics about one of my favorite games. I'm not sure it will be as good as I hope it will be, considering this is my first fanfic, but I hope you enjoy it!
Ugh, my aching head...
Phoenix just got back to his apartment from another case in his favor. He had a splitting headache due to the judge taking a certain "interest" in the new prosecutor. Phoenix agreed that she was gorgeous, but whenever that man becomes attracted to people trying to get his client a "Guilty" verdict, his life becomes a living hell.
"Hey, Nick!" Maya shouted, making Phoenix jump. It looks like his plan of going straight to bed isn't gonna happen! "Yeah?"
"What took you so long to get here?"
"The train wasn't working, so I had to walk home."
"Well, you came just in time! Where's the remote?"
"Um, it's not on the couch?"
"No. There's gonna be a new episode of The Pink Princess tonight, and I can't find it!"
"Why don't you just walk over to the TV and change the channel?"
"Wait, you can do that?"
"You didn't know?"
"I always used the remote to change it. Now, how the heck do you change the channel on this thing?"
"Use the channel buttons."
"Oh, I get it. Thanks, Nick!"
As soon as Maya turned around, however, Phoenix was already out of the room, heading toward his own. "Maybe I can get some sleep before tomo-"
"MR. NICK! HOW COULD YOU!"
Oh, dear. What did he do this time? "Oh, hey, Pearls. It 2:00 in the morning. How come you're still up?"
"I HEARD THAT YOU GAVE MS. MICHEALS A PASSIONATE HUG!" Pearl shouts, ignoring Phoenix's query.
Where in this world does she get her information? Phoenix wonders if he's being stalked sometimes. "She was just thanking me for clearing her na-"
*SLAP*
"Mystic Maya doesn't want excuses, Mr. Nick! She wants an apology!"
Phoenix was about to object, but he noticed that Pearl had her hand up, prepared to strike again. "I'm going, I'm going!"
Geez, those hands are worse than Franziska's whip. People who say it's sad to get beat up and bossed around by a 9 year old have obviously not felt the wrath of Pearl.
"Maya," Phoenix began, "Pretend that I just apolog-"
"This is awesome!" Maya shouted with her fists in the air, socking Phoenix in the face. Will he ever get to finish a sentence today?
When Phoenix regained consciousness, he was in a hospital bed. Hey, this might not be so bad. Sure, I can't feel my face, but now I can finally get som-
*knock knock knock*
Oh, come on! Getting interrupted while speaking is one thing, but not being able to have a complete thought is a different story.
Maya went through the door and sat in the chair next to his bed. "I'm sorry for punching you, Nick. I got really excited and threw my arms in the air."
"I'm well aware."
"Speaking of The Pink Princess, It wasn't over when we took you to the hospital."
"Heh. I'm surprised you didn't wait for the show to be over before you took me.
"I was going to do that, actually."
"Huh?"
"Well, I WAS, but Pearly insisted that we go right away."
"Oh." Gee, THANKS Maya!
"So, I came in here to finish watching it! Sorry to barge in like this, Nick, but I HAVE to see what happens next!" Maya turned on the TV and cranked the volume up as high as it would go.
A few minutes later, a nurse went into the room and turned the TV off. "Sorry, ma'am, but people have been complaining about a lot of noise in here."
"Sorry about that," Maya says. "I'll just turn the volume down and keep watching, if you don't mind."
"Oh, they weren't complaining about the TV. They were complaining about you screaming at it."
Phoenix couldn't help but chuckle. Maya must have noticed it, because she turned around and glared at him.
"Well, as long as I'm here, I'll just give you the bill, Mr. Wright."
The nurse hands Phoenix the bill, which he reads with a shocked face. He didn't feel like sleeping anymore-he's too worried about the nightmares he's going to have!
I know, it's kinda small, but I did that on purpose to see if anyone liked my style of comedy before I went all out. Sorry if everybody seems OOC in this chapter. I'm going to work on that.
R&R, please. Constructive Criticism is greatly appreciated. Thanks for taking the time to read!