Authors note - Well this is my first try at a fanfic so please be kind! It's a random idea that me and a friend thought up one day, I hope you like it.

*thwack*

The ball zoomed towards Chandra.

*thwack*

It flew back to Sonora.

"Wow Nick! These guys are really evenly matched, aren't they?" Said Maya excitedly, hands clapped together, "The ball hasn't hit the ground once in the last 4 minutes! They must both be equally good!"

"Or equally bad." Replied Phoenix pointedly.

They're both terrible! Their stance, their ball control…I mean yeah, they've managed to keep a rally going for 4, well now 5, minutes, but that's only because they can't seem to hit anywhere but straight ahead.

The ball flew off to the side of the court and bounced against the small wall separating the 'crowd' from the court.

"Yay! Chandra scored! That's 40 – 30 for him now!" Exclaimed Maya happily.

"Actually Maya…it didn't hit the ground within the lines. In fact it didn't hit the ground at all. That's out, meaning that it's actually 40 –30 for Sonora." Corrected Phoenix.

"Oh…" Maya looked down at the ground disappointedly as she sipped her Samurai Soda.

Aw man. Now she's upset. She really wants Chandra to win. Mainly because I bet her Sonora would win and she needs the 20 bucks. But I really need it too to pay rent…

The two remained quiet for a bit as they vaguely watched the television set and continued to sip their drinks.

"You know, a tennis match is kind of like a court battle." said Maya thoughtfully, putting her empty Soda bottle down on the table.

"…How exactly are the two similar in any way?" asked Phoenix exasperatedly.

"Well think about it. Let's say Sonora is you and Chandra is Edgeworth." Maya started.

"Alright." Phoenix replied,

I don't know if I'm entirely happy with being compared to them but whatever…

"Well the tennis ball they're hitting back and forth is like the objections that you and Edgeworth shout at each other!" Maya said, a look of satisfaction in her eyes,

I have to admit, it makes sense. More sense than her, 'You're just like the blue badger' statement of yesterday.

"Also, you have that guy in the big chair, he's kind of like the judge, and then there's the crowd who are like the jury! Oh, and both of them are done in 'Courts'!"

"I'm amazed Maya. Most of that actually makes sense. I think the Court thing is a bit of a stretch but still, I suppose I can see your point. They are pretty similar," Phoenix finished the last of his coffee. "I'm off to get an orange soda, you want anything?"

"Are you paying?" Maya said, eyes lighting up in hope.

"No." Phoenix replied immediately. He knew Maya would ask for the most expensive thing there if he said he was paying.

"Oh. Well then no, I'm alright." She said unhappily as she turned back round to face the television.

Phoenix went up to the coffee shops till, and he asked for an orange soda, along with a piece of cake which caught his eye. As he stood waiting, he decided to order another slice, along with a samurai soda, he felt sorry for Maya as he saw Sonora win the set. As he headed back over with the order he only just managed to pay for, he saw Maya talking to an unfortunately familiar man.

Oh god. I don't think I have the energy for this…

"NICK!" Shouted the man overenthusiastically, "Long time no see!"

Most people might wonder if there was a reason for that…

"Yeah…how've you been Larry?" asked Phoenix as he put down the cake and soda in front of a very happy Maya, already knowing what the answer would be.

"Horrible, Nick, this week has been one of the worst in my life EVER!" Larry replied, his eyes tearing up, "My girlfriend Rebecca, the love of my life, dumped me after just a month, my umbrella broke, my favourite shoes were chewed up by that police dog, Missile, and on the way here, I stepped in gum. I think someone hates me Nick! What did I do to deserve this?"

Typical Larry, he has what most people might refer to as a bad week and he takes it personally. I have no doubt that he brought most of that upon himself.

Phoenix smiled to himself, "'If something smells, it's usually the Butz'" He quoted under his breath.

"Huh? What'd you say?" Larry asked.

"What were you guys talking about before I got here?" Phoenix inquired, deciding he could do without Larry acting insulted and hurt. Larry immediately perked up and replied,

"Maya was telling me about her tennis theory! I totally agree dude! Tennis matches and court battles are so similar it's scary! It's like…burgers and ramen…"

Phoenix chose to ignore Larry's ridiculous compare and contrast session of burgers and ramen, whilst Maya listened intently, and go back to watching the TV. Not that Larry noticed.

A few minutes later...

"That's the best idea EVER!" Maya shouted excitedly as she jumped out her seat, causing Phoenix to fall out of his. "I can't believe no-one's done this before! Don't you think it's an awesome idea Nick!"

Phoenix sat up, rubbing his head where it had collided with a nearby couch.

"Don't I think what is an awesome idea?" He asked. Maya gasped.

"You mean you weren't listening! NICK HOW COULD YOU! I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!" Larry bawled.

Of course I wasn't listening. When I left the conversation you were discussing the similarities between ramen and burgers. Who would listen to that! Besides Maya of course.

"Well since you didn't even have the courtesy to listen to us, two of your best friends talk, I guess you'll just need to take part in it! No backing out!" Maya said, feigning annoyance by making her blowfish face. The mischievous glint in her eye said otherwise though.

"Take part? Take part in what!" Phoenix said, instantly afraid. He knew he wasn't going to like whatever Maya and Larry had planned.

"Too bad! You'll just have to wait and see!" Maya teased as she ran out the shop, dragging a hurt looking Larry with her.