Two very banged up women were nursing the lash marks bestowed by the one and only Franziska von Karma. "And now Master? Only one scoop won't be enough!" Lotta was trying to find a less painful option, in a setting where the German prosecutor wouldn't pop up. "Now that we became paparazzi, there's no goin' back! We'll find that blue suit and find his dirty secrets!" The apprentice perked up at the tone and seemed to forget the injuries. "Then why to wait?" No stone would be left unturned before their eyes.
Phoenix Wright was feeling very sad for his wallet, as he had to take the three Fey girls around the shopping. But for some reason he felt really restless, as if there were two hawks watching every move he did. He kept glancing around to see the cause, but failed every time, although he swore that he saw a VERY familiar tone of green once, along with orange. '... Lotta...' He began sweating bullets, what was she doing here? He tried to sneak away without being notice-
*GAKIN-!* A flash of metal made him freeze. "Whoa!" It was a bear trap strapped on a backpack. "Hey Mr. Wright, care to give an interview?" He stared at the peppy girl in front of him, feeling something like deja-vu from her behavior. "I can already see the news! Ace attorney has a fetish for spirit channellers! Even his mentor was one!" He recoiled at the statements. "Ack! What the hell!?" The girl didn't stop at that, making a string of increasingly outrageous remarks. "So, how do ya share him?" She turned on the cousins, badgering them.
"Mm?" A burly man who was close by recognized some members of the group. "Isn't he the attorney that helped you, Will?" He looked at the petite woman besides him. "Yes, but he's so unlucky to get those two after them. I feel sorry for him." A snort sounded between them. "An attorney that can't even deal with paparazzi? He must be a pushover." Penny got frantic at the remark. "Be nice John! Even if they can't hear you." The boy just gulped a carton of milk, ignoring her pleas. "Whatever. We have to go back to the promo stand anyway." The man sighed at the idea. "Though the costume is so stuffy..."
Maya and Iris were stunned, and it only got worse when Lotta popped up from nowhere, flashing her camera away. "Yer goin' to make great scoops!" The words got processed by them after a few minutes, but Pearl was faster. "Nick belongs to Mystic Maya! He's her special someone!" The reporter got bright eyed. "Then can ya tell me more?" The girl bounced on her heels, happy at the attention. "Yes! Mystic Maya always talk about him to me, and she even has a plushy of him!" Nicole grinned impishly, this was the mother lode of paparazzi! "Oh! This' juicy! Say more 'bout them!"
Edgeworth was at a cafe with Kay when she looked outside. "Isn't he the 'Wright' you spoke of?" He frowned, why would he be at a shopping mall? Then he saw the females and the reporters around him. "Yes, but it's better if you ignore him." She giggled at his response. "So he's at Larry's level in your eyes." He raised a brow. "You used the same tone as when you found about who was playing the Steel Samurai that time. Eheh, I wish I could have taken a photo of your face." He grimaced at the memory, he actually almost commited a murder then. "And the second time we met Oldbag too." He spat the tea, shivering at the memory. "Don't mention it again, ever." She just giggled at his expense.
It was a hell of a struggle to pry apart Nicole and Pearl, as they kept sharing rumors about Maya and Phoenix, the girl had even knocked the man out once just to finish telling one of her delusions to the equally zany teen. "Noo! I want to keep talking to her!" Lotta just cackled from her position, snapping photos at her hearts content. "Breaking news! Phoenix Wright goes to the lenght of silencing an innocent girl just to hide his affairs!" As soon as Pearl let Nicole's parka go, her chaperones hightailed from there, trying to put as much distance between them and the reporters as possible. "This' so goin' to the news! High speed chase to get info from the gator's mouth!"
Franziska was hunting for reporters, hellbent in recovering whatever 'scoop' they could have on her little brother. NOBODY was allowed to soil the von Karma name! "Grr... Where are those foolish fools who foolishly dared to make the fool of my foolish brother a fool?!" She cracked the whip a few times to unwind. "When I get my hand on those fools, they will regret their foolhardy attempt at making the von Karma look like fools!" Where was Gumshoe when you needed to whip someone? At the thought, she ended lashing at a poor shrub.
Gumshoe felt a chill going down his spine and gulped, making his girlfriend worry. "Oh my god! Was the Samurai Dog spoiled? I knew that I shouldn't have shared with you!" He shook his head and smiled to calm Maggey down. "It's nothing, I just felt as if Ms. von Karma was glaring at me."
As luck would have it, the chase led the little group directly to a fuming Franziska, who turned into a raging volcano at the sight of her targets. "Not again!" *Snap-crack!* "Come back here you fools, I haven't punished you enough for your tomfoolery!" Three women, one chasing two, broke off from the original runners and disappeared in the distance. "Once again I'll have to thank Franziska." Phoenix sweated at the idea of what she could demand as payment. 'Knowing her, it will surely be a hundred lashes to my back.'
