Good to see you here. I'm not trying set up a gimmick, but if any of you are interested, I just started writing a crossover based on the upcoming Professor Layton vs Ace Attorney game. But that's not why you're here. You're here to see the newest chapter of this story. Today we meet the Tin Edgeworth. If you can't imagine him singing, then look up the Phoenix Wright Musical Project.

Once again, own nothing. If I did, I would announce the Layton and Ace Attorney crossover game as official being released internationally.

Maya and Phoenix had walked for a few hours now and the sun was about to set. The yellow brick road was becoming a deeper color of gold. Soon, it was hardly visible as they approached a forest filled with trees. Suddenly, a strange gurgling sound made a small echo.

"What was that?" Phoenix asked.

"Oh…" Maya said blushing a bit, "That was my stomach."

"You're stomach's a machine?" Maya laughed at his remark.

"No. See whenever people are hungry, they stomach sort of growls to tell that they should eat."

"So it is kinda like a machine?"

"Actually… you have a good point. Anyway, I wonder where- ah!" Maya looked ahead and saw three apple tress with their fruit ripe and waiting to be picked. "Now here's something to eat!" Phoenix tilted his head, as though trying to get a better look. Still, he was confused.

"You mean those birds with one leg hanging upside down?" he asked.

"Oh, no, these are fruits. And they're really good." Right as Maya was about to tug on the apple, she felt a sharp pain on her hand. "Ouch! What the-"

"And what do you think you're doing?" The tree said.

"Hey, I was hungry and… did you just say something?"

"Oh, she was hungry!"

"She was hungry!" a second tree said.

"She was hungry!" a third tree repeated.

"What's a girl gotta do to get some food around here?" Maya said stomping her foot.

"C'mon, Maya," Phoenix said waving his arms, "You don't want those apples with the little green worms."

"W-worms?" the trees said, "How dare you!" Full of rage, the tree threw their own apples at the two. Lucky for Maya and Missile, they had tossed the brightest, largest, and juiciest ones.

"Wow that was some good thinking, Nick," Maya said taking a bite out of the apple.

"Don't mention-" Suddenly, Phoenix stopped mid-sentence. His face was a cross between horror and amazement.

"What? What's wrong?" Missile gave a little bark at Maya's feet. She turned to the direction and soon had the same expression as Phoenix. "It's a… man. Made of tin!" That wasn't all, though; his arm was extending in an "Objection!" position. He also had a strangely striking resemblance to Edgeworth, cravat, hair, and all.

"I've never seen him before!"

"Oil can!" a squeaky voice said.

"What?" Maya said.

"Oil can!"

"Oil can?"

"Oil can what?" Phoenix asked.

"Um… I think he means this," Maya said bending down at the oil can next to the Tin Man's feet. "Now let's see…" Maya stood on the tips of her toes and oiled the Tin Man's mouth.

"Thank you," he said, "and would you please oil the rest of me?"

"Of course!" Quickly, Maya began to oil the tin figure, all the way up to his arm. Finally, he was able to move comfortably.

"Thank you very much. Now I can move again."

"How did you end up here?"

"Well, about a year ago, I encountered the Wicked Witch of the East right in this very forest. Now, being a prosecutor for the residents of Oz, I wasn't what you'd call an experienced fighter. But I knew I had to do something. So, I ran after her, but all of a sudden, I was stuck in my objection stance, which I certainly wasn't in before. Then, with a graceful wave of her arm I slowly felt my body turn to metal. I didn't even have a heart when the spell was finished. Next, she summoned a quick rain shower, which was just enough time for me to be rusted in that position. To make matters worse, she summoned an oil can at my feet which I obviously couldn't pick up.

"'Now, you're cold and sharp like the edge of a sword,' she said tauntingly. 'What shall I call you, my statue? How about Edgeworth? Yes, that is quite fitting, don't you think?' With a horrible laugh, she disappeared, back to dictating the Munchkins."

"Come on," Maya said, "I'm sure you got a heart somewhere in there."

"Oh really? Try banging on my chest." Maya gave three, rhythmic bangs. A moment later, there was an echo.

"What a beautiful echo!" Phoenix said.

"And it's empty," Edgeworth added.

When a man's an empty kettle he should be on his mettle,
And yet I'm torn apart.
Just because I'm presumin' that I could be kind-a-human,
If I only had heart.
I'd be tender - I'd be gentle and awful sympathetic
Regarding Murder and Art.
I'd be friends with the guard dogs ... and the boys who trade their new cards
If I only had a heart.
Picture me - a balcony. Above a voice sings low.
Wherefore art thou, Romeo? I hear a beat...
How sweet.
Just to register emotion, losing and devotion,
And truly feel the part.
I could know real logic, I could yell EUREKA!
If I only had a heart.

"Wow…" Maya said, "Hey, I know! How about you come with us to see the Wizard! I just know he'll give you a heart!"

"And suppose he doesn't…?" Edgeworth said skeptically.

"But he's got to! We've already come this far!"

"Far?" an invisible voice said, "You're far from far." Suddenly, Franziska appeared levitating on her broom in front of a tree.

"You stay away from her!" Phoenix warned.

"You stay away from her! Or I'll use you as a mattress and use you as a beehive!" she made this last remark to Edgeworth, who did not seemed threatened whatsoever. "Here, Scarecrow! Wanna play ball?" Suddenly, she tossed a fire ball at Phoenix, who immediately jumped back.

"Yikes! I'm burning!" he yelled. Quickly, he hit his arm against a tree, which eventually doused the fire. "Ow! Hot hot hot! Whew… See, I'm not afraid of the Witch! I'll be by your side, Maya! You can count on that!"

"As will I," Edgeworth added.

"Then let's go!" Maya said. All three linked arms and continued along the path.

"Oh, we're off to see the Wizard, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.
You'll find he is a whiz of a Wiz! If ever a Wiz! there was.
If ever oh ever a Wiz! there was The Wizard of Oz is one because,
Because, because, because, because, because.
Because of the wonderful things he does.
We're off to see the Wizard. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz!"

I'll admit my new lyrics were less than creative, but hope you enjoyed it nonetheless.