A/N:I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE FRANZISKA, so I had to do this short-ish story for her. She's just THAT flipping awesome.

And to note, if anyone doesn't know, she DOES have an older sister and a niece. Yep, I think it was...Where was it? o_O She refers to Miles as 'little brother'.

I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR PLACES OR ETC MENTIONED THAT RELATE TO THE ACE ATTORNEY SERIES.

561 words, 15 minutes to write.

Prompt: Steel

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Papa says I will be perfect.

Perfect.

What does that mean? Does it mean I must do good in all my subjects? Does it mean I must show proper etiquette to others? Does it mean that I must measure up to his standards?

Possibly.

Little brother says it's going to be fine, that I'll truly be perfect. Perfect, perfect, perfect...

What do I do?

I must excel, Papa tells me. I must be able to accomplish whatever that is thrown in front of me, not making any mistakes along the way. The true Von Karma way. To excel just like little brother.

What if I make mistakes?

There will be punishments, he says. Punishments are for only those that are unworthy of their title. Punishments are for the weak, the ones unable to suceed. Punishments are not for the Von Karma. Punishments are for the foolish ones that did not reach perfection were pushed off their wooden pedstal.

Papa says that I will be on a steel pedstal, one that is unable to be knocked over by the wind like fake wooden ones or destroyed by others like marble. Not like Miles' wooden one, not like older sister's marble one.

Steel.

Gleaming, cold, unmoving steel. Able to stand through nature's course and still able to stand despite being wacked about by the foolish humans below.

The foolishly foolish fools could just leave.

Wood will be broken down to make something new; marble will be smashed but still standing, base still planted solidly into the ground. Steel will just be left alone, only breaking down when no one is there anymore. I do not need anyone, Papa says. I do not need foolish emotions, foolish dreams, foolish friends, foolish love, foolish promises, nor do I need little brother or older sister to say so...

Solid, tough, resolute.

I will not need to be carved out by others like wood; I will be already made. I will not be as breakable as marble; I will leave without a trace of feelings left behind. I will not be the mistake Papa has mentioned; I will be the son he never had, the son he adopted Miles for. I will not, I repeat not, be left behind...

I will be the steel.

I will be perfect.

A/N: Yep, that's it...... I myself like Miles and Franny together, but that's just me. Hope you enjoyed it!

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