Disclaimer/Note: I do not own the Phoenix Wright games, or any of the characters mentioned in these drabbles. They belong to the series' creator and Capcom. I am not making any money from this, so please do not sue me. These scenes were written solely for my own amusement and that of anyone choosing to read it. They take place throughout Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney, may contain some spoilers for the final case, and is unbeta'd. Many of these are simply scenes that I wish had happened, or that I would have preferred to see happen in this way. Enjoy.
Justice
Apollo could not explain why he invited Trucy to the Gavinners concert with him. They had none of the same interests, and lived in completely different worlds thanks to their respective professions and the eight year age gap that separated them. She was eccentric and had a knack for misunderstanding everything he said; Trucy made fun of him, called him annoying nicknames, and thought so far outside the box that it made Apollo wonder if she even knew there was a box. Of course, at first he had told himself he called her because she was cute, but then he had to remind himself that no one was cute enough for him to put up with the kind of bizarre behavior that Trucy exhibited on a daily basis. Also, she was far too young for him to be harboring any romantic intentions, and Apollo really did not think of himself as a child molester.
So there had to be another logical explanation.
"Omigosh, Polly, isn't this amazing?" Trucy gushed, clasping her hands in front of her with childish glee. She beamed back at him, her face flushed with excitement. Apollo smiled at her fondly, reaching out to straighten her silken top hat where it sad crookedly on her head. She really was pretty when she was happy by it was a different kind of pretty than he was used to. Trucy was pretty like a little girl, the kind of innocent pretty that made Apollo want to wrap his arms around her and protect her from the world until some prince came riding up on a white horse to whisk her off into a fairytale romance. He had never experienced anything quite like it before, but it was a blissfully invigorating feeling.
"Amazing. . ." he half-mumbled the reply, and knew that she had not heard him over the screaming of the crowd as the Gavinners finally took the stage. Apollo watched as Trucy clapped and hollered for her favorite band members, raising her arms above her head and closing her big brown eyes when the music started to play.
Of course, Apollo would not have called that outrageously loud noise "music," but to each their own, he supposed.