For this chapter, the red and blue truth will be used frequently. Red Truth= bold and underlined. Blue Truth= italicized and underlined. Get ready for a crossover!!! This has turned into a bit of a little epic, I never thought I would go this far! Thank you for those 20 real people reading this, and the other 195 imaginary people; you've been a great audience!

Trois: Onto the Horrible Halloween Trial!!!

-It is now 24:00

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"You both are speechless right? I, Lambdadelta caught you two right in the middle of a love session!" She mocked them mercilessly. For the occasion, she was dressed in a glamorous pop star outfit; it was pink and glittery, which suited her perfectly. "Like my outfit? I got it from an American music genius, like myself!" She stated proudly, yet in truth she didn't know a thing about the woman she got it from [*cough* Britney Spears *cough*].

"Lady Lambda-"Ronove began to try to explain for the protection of Battler. The witch interrupted dramatically, "You'll have a sweet and fair trial before a judge demon." You could tell she was lying. "I'll teleport you there right now!" Her eyes sparkled and traveled on to Battler, who was holding his head down. "Hey~! Listen when a witch speaks! We're leaving for the-" Battler stood at a determined attention and walked towards the double doors that led to the back room. "Battler!" Ronove called because this would mean deep sh*t for him later.

"Hmph, idiot, now I'm angry! Siesta Sisters!" The three bunnies appeared promptly. Their faces were red from embarrassment; against their will, Lambda dressed them as Playboy bunnies (so I'll leave the description to your imagination). "Attack that impudent human! Bring him right back to this spo~t!" The leader 00 saluted with precision. "With all due respect, hell to the f^ck no ma'am!" The witch grabbed the blonde bunny by the collar. "How dare you disobey my orders!?" 410 shook her teal colored hair. "Nyeh~! Nothing will work against his power level!" Lambda stopped shaking 00.

"45, what does your internal scouter say about his power level?"

"Ma'am...I-It's OVER NINE THOUSAND!!!"...Okay....

By this time, Battler came from the back room with his number one weapon: a full bottle of Irish Bailey's!!! "Y-You wouldn't dare bring that to my courtroom! I'll have you charged with misconduct!"The witch was amazed more than anything that he was still able to stand squarely; wasn't he drunk? Battler went to his original spot beside Ronove. "Using his blue sword, he told her:"Well that's funny, in the court of hell, I would be declared innocent for underage drinking. Furthermore, you can't charge me during a trial on a totally different matter."He took a swig of his creamy, caramel alcohol. "Last of all, this bottle is now empty." He set it on the table with an angry *clunk*.

…H-He drunk that entire bottle…Wait, even if he drunk some of it in the back room, it should still be full! This fact twisted the witch's face with terror; that was humanly impossible! 410 chuckled and said, "Only available from Ushiromiya."But Lambda grinned. "Let's see if you're so smart in court!" An odd flash noise sounded, and then they were gone.

Just as they had left, the youngest of the Stakes of Purgatory, Asmodeus (I like calling her Lust) dressed as Sailor Moon appeared. "How dare she ruin my porn fix!? In the name of the moon--hey…" She stopped stomping her heel in desperation, obviously distracted. "Is that a Michael Jackson cookie?!? Cool~!"

(a+bi)-(a-bi)

"What do you think of this place!? Witches must exist for you to see such a magnificent sight!" Lambda was seated in a high balcony; the entire place itself looked like the inside of a magical cathedral, complete with pews (for the jury) and long Matlock-esque court benches. Battler replied with that does not prove that witches exist; she was testing him on old news. "Furthermore, I am most definitely drunk!" The way he used that blue sword, you couldn't really tell he was drunk.

On cue, flashes of golden butterflies erupted from nearly everywhere [it just seemed like that to Battler]! First, Ronove was attached to the far wall at the right, held in place by 00 and her golden binds. Beatrice appeared still in a sitting position engrossed in Battleship so much; she didn't notice she wasn't in her parlor. Gaap was trying to get her attention away from the game ("Damn, you, you sexy demon done gone and killed my Colonel Major Lieutenant Private!!!). Poor Virgilia formed beside them with a sick look on her face; and all of the family members (just for the hell of it) were neatly seated in pews behind the case area.

"Now that all of us are present, the prosecutor for this trial is," the pink-loving with paused for suspense. "Miles Edgeworth!" *Gasp!!!* Well, if you do not know this man titled: 'Demon Prosecutor', he has icy silver-ish hair, and unforgiving grey eyes; perfect with his personality, menacing (and sexy ^_^). In fact, Battler knew who he was—and was having a massive fanboy moment.

"You're The Miles Edgeworth?! Kyaaaa! Can I have your autograph!?" The redhead jumped out of his seat and grabbed onto the man's suit. "He~ey! Let go of me you moron! I'm here only for your trial!" The happy stars in Battler's eyes calmed down. "Yeah, I'll get it later okay?" He returned to his chair, shivering with excitement.

"As I was saying, (^_^') your defendant shall be Phoenix Wright." Lambda was a bit freaked out with the teen's 'moment'. With heavenly butterflies flowing out his form, there stood Battler's savior; a blue power suit set off with a red tie, and that crazy-ass hairdo that Battler attempted to copy, except black and pulled backwards. Battler was even worse than with Miles earlier. Without restraint, he practically flew from his seat into a bear hug. "YAAAY! My idol; thank you Capcom! Thank you! When you say your favorite line, can I join in!?" The teen snuggled his face into the overwhelmed man's chest. "S-Sure kid! I didn't know I had a fanbase…quite like you…" Ronove cleared his throat from across the room.

"Sorry to rain on your Gay Parade, but, I'm stuck to a wall here!!! Help?!" Yes, indeed he was; to prove the point, 00 even tightened her grip, allowing no room for Ronove to even breathe.

"Whoops!" They both said simultaneously.

"All arise!" Lambda said in a dignified manner. Everyone stood up. "Ushiromiya Battler and the demon Ronove are hereby accused of the dismemberment of the pure art of fan fiction!" This is when Beatrice stood up with the entire game board of Battleship in her hands. "Finally!"Gaap blurted. "I, Beatrice the Golden, shall side with the defense!" *Dramatic Courtroom Gasp*. "Interesting. In that case, I appoint Beatrice as carrier of the red sword for the defendant's side," Miles glared at his rival Phoenix with contempt. "And I direct Bernkastel as the red director for the prosecution!"

"At that time, the Witch of Miracles appeared with a shadow. *Sigh* "How dare you call me for this atrocity," She gave a weird smile. "Oh well, we'll have fun won't we?!?"

(a+bi)

These rants are getting ridiculous, everyone is starting to get one!!!

Lust's Rant:

-What the hell is going on! I don't care if she is an elder witch! She can't come in this fragment and bully Ronove-sama and Battler-kun! Those two are my favorite pairing for shonen-ai/yaoi!

-I'm going down to that courtroom, with some evidence to help them. Greed (Mammon) would know; she is the key! But I have to plan this out thoroughly…

-How can Lady Lambda hate a man who makes cookies shaped like My Little Ponies?!?