Sports Brawl

Author's Note: I feel the popularity of this story is getting hard to stimulate. Thus far I've had less than 10 visitors per chapter. Now, I'm kind of hoping part of it is people who are playing the games before reading, but nonetheless, I'm not giving up yet. This is a chapter I've been waiting for!


11:30 P.M. Principal's office

(Lance, Mac, Sharie, and Stephen are sleeping. Sharie and Stephen are cuddling one another.)

Lance: *Snores quietly*

Sharie: *Yawns and pulls Stephen closer*

Stephen: *Yawns contently*

Mac: … *Sleeps completely silently*

Voice: Ah! *Screams*

Lance: Hm? *Opens his eyes* Huh? *Someone runs down the hall, someone else chases them* Whoa. *Gets up* Guys?

Sharie: *Continues yawning*

Stephen: *Contently exhales*

Lance: *They look like they're enjoying themselves. Should I wake Mac up?*

-Wake Mac up!

-Handle this yourself! ... With handcuffs on. – [A]

Lance: *If I had the key this would be easier, but who cares? I better go investigate.*

Voice: Allison!

Lance: Hm? *Steps into the hallway and quietly closes the door* Who's there?

Benjamin: ALLISON?! *He runs out*

Lance: Sh! *Puts his finger to his lip* People are sleeping dude!

Benjamin: *Pants fearfully* I can't find Allison!

Lance: *Raises eyebrow* Where'd you last see her?

Benjamin: We were both asleep in the dorsal area of the library, and now she's gone! I have to find her before it's too late! *Runs down the hallway* Allison! Where are you?!

Lance: *Sigh* I'd better do a little investigating myself. *Walks by cafeteria* Hm… no noise from here. *Steps down the hall and hears laughter* Huh?

Female voice: Ooh, Franky!

Lance: The hell?

Male voice: Oh, ho, ho, Patty!

Lance: This is awkward. *Opens door and enters closet*

Dog: Arf!

Lance: Who's in here?! *Frank and Patricia both face him*

Both: AH! *Frank is shirtless and Patricia is only wearing her bra*

Lance: Oh my god! *Turns away*

Frank: Whoa! *Defensive waving* It's not what it looks like!

Lance: Frank, you and I both know you're terrible at lying!

Patricia: I could've sworn I locked that door!

Lance: Well my superhuman wrists didn't agree with that doorknob! But Jesus Christ! You two are having sex?!

Frank: Well… kind of?

Patricia: We just need a little privacy!

Lance: *Facepalm* We may not be back to our normal lives yet, but until we are, coitus is strictly prohibited!

Frank: Hey!

Patricia: You can't decide that!

Lance: Oh yes I can! This is a school! No matter what hour it is, it must remain virgin! No sex until you have your own place to stay!

Frank: What are you going to do about it?

Lance: I'll talk to Gant and he'll put you in different rooms!

Patricia: *Gasp*

Frank: You wouldn't!

Lance: Try me! I'm barely old enough to drink, but I may need to chug a wine bottle to forget that I saw this! *Steps out* Dear god, those two got sexual.

Voice: HELP!

Different voice: SHUT UP!

Lance: Ah! *Follows the voices*


Music Room

(Terrence grabs Allison and shoves her against a gong)

Allison: Ow! *Terrence twists her around*

Terrence: You should've stayed out of that trial you meddling bitch! *Pushes her against the wall*

Allison: Ow! *Tears stream out of her eyes as she aids her head* Please stop.

Terrence: Never. *Throws her forward on the ground*

Allison: OW! *Weakly gets up*

Terrence: *Punches her in the back of the head*

Allison: Oh. *Falls forward and blacks out*

Terrence: Finally! *Withdraws switchblade* Too bad Mac got this confiscated, or this would be real difficult. *Steps forward and holds the knife higher* Goodbye Allison! *As he swings down, a chain blocks his wrist* What?! *Turns around*

Lance: *Holding his handcuffs around Terrence's wrist* I don't think so.

Terrence: You! *Kicks Lance in the stomach*

Lance: Ow!

Terrence: *Stabs down*

Lance: Whoa! *Blocks blade before it hits him* what is your problem?

Terrence: Rage! *Punches his stomach*

Lance: Ow!

Terrence: Fury! *Kicks him in the shin*

Lance: Ouch!

Terrence: Thirst for vengeance! *Slams his kneecap against his forehead*

Lance: OW! *Falls on the ground and aids his forehead*

Terrence: *He's had enough.* Goodbye loser!

Lance: *Glares and recovers quietly*

Terrence: *Pulls out switchblade* Now Allison, I'm not letting you turn me in for Ron's murder.

Lance: !

Terrence: So I'll just have to kill you as well! *Raises knife*

Lance: NO! *Terrence turns around*

Terrence: What? *Lance shatters the handcuff chain in pure fury* Holy shit!

Lance: *Charges forward and grips Terrence by the neck* YOU MURDERER!

Terrence: Ack! *Attempts to stab Lance*

Lance: Drop the knife!

Terrence: *Stabs him in the edge of his elbow*

Lance: *OW!* DROP THE KNIFE!

Terrence: *Cough, stabs his right wrist*

Lance: AGH! *Presses his hands together tightly!

Terrence: AGH! *Coughs for a few seconds, and then passes out*

Lance: *Lets go and aids his cuts* Ow! *Faces Terrence* Oh no. *Turns around*

Benjamin: *Horrified look* what was that?

Lance: *Sigh* I broke his neck. *Picks up switchblade* He stabbed me with this.

Benjamin: *Gets on the ground and lifts Allison* did you kill her to?

Lance: I hope not. I didn't intend to hurt anyone.

Benjamin: *Shakes her* Allison! Wake up! *Tears leave his eyes* Allison?

Lance: *Sits next to him* She's still breathing.

Benjamin: *Sighs heavily* I'm so relieved. *Hugs her* I thought he murdered you. *Continues to cry quietly*

Lance: *Sheds a tear of his own* You really care about her don't you?

Benjamin: Yes. She told me I was handsome and she felt confident while I was around. I think I'm in love with her.

Lance: *Chuckle* I wish I knew how that felt.

Benjamin: *Faces him and smiles* Thank you so much for saving her. *Continues sobbing* Terrence would've killed her if you weren't here to protect her.

Lance: You're welcome. But… *Turns around* I can't talk my way out of this one. Terrence is dead now and I'm the murderer. Portsman is going to give me the death penalty.

Benjamin: *Determined frown* No he won't! I won't let him! You don't deserve to die.

Lance: Well sadly, I don't think Terrence did either. I think he deserves some hardcore sadism conversion therapy and scheduled meditation.

Benjamin: Well it's a little too late now. But believe me when I say he had it coming. You're not guilty for killing him.

Lance: That's not what they'll say later in court.

Benjamin: *Lifts Allison over his shoulders* Well we better get her some medical attention while we can.

Lance: *Frown* Mimi Miney sleeps in a whole different building. She sleeps in the eighth grade building.

Benjamin: Who all is in here then?

Lance: Let's see, Simon, Luke, Gant, *Frown* and now Frank and Patricia. We need to kick them out.

Benjamin: *Shrugs* We'll just have to take her to Sharie then. She can soothe her injuries. *They step into the hallway*

Lance: Why does she do that? Is she training to be a nurse or something?

Benjamin: Actually, she hasn't made her future clear yet, but she says she helps people purely because she loves being helpful.

Lance: Damn, if only the world had more people like that. *Luke Atmey steps out*

Luke: Gentlemen. *Straightens monocle* should I assume you were assaulting this young lady?

Benjamin: Actually, we're saving her life.

Lance: *Sigh* But unfortunately, I had to kill someone else. You know Terrence?

Luke: ZVARRI!

Benjamin and Lance: AH!

Luke: Lance Amano! You killed the new suspect?! That drains any spec of credibility you already had!

Lance: I know, and I wish I didn't have to, but if I hadn't broken his neck, Allison would be the victim instead.

Luke: Hm. *Touches her forehead* Her body is still generating heat, death is improbable.

Benjamin: Please Mr. Atmey, you've been the defendant before, please help get Lance off the hook.

Lance: Will you? *Prays*

Luke: … *Sigh* I'm afraid not.

Benjamin: What?

Lance: Wait, what about the motive spectrum? I didn't kill for greed, prevention, power, or even self-defense, I did it for protection.

Luke: Unfortunately, the fact you were here at the time of the murder at this late hour, indicates probable revenge. Until solved, I'm afraid I cannot help you. *Enters music room*

Benjamin: Why does he act so intelligent? People like that aren't as smart as they think they are.

Lance: He's egotistical, I know that. But unfortunately he's earned the right to brag about his intellect. He was able to get Godot off the hook.

Benjamin: Who's Godot?

Lance: Some former prosecutor with a red visor. He killed someone to protect someone else. Luke said people like that don't deserve prison and he was dismissed.

Benjamin: Well you killed Terrence to protect Allison. I think you deserve the same standards.

Lance: We'll just have to see about that.


December 18th 10:00 A.M. Gym

(Myron, Sharie, Maurecia, Dana, Stephen, Mac, and Joy sit in the crowd)

Gant: Now to resume the trial of Lance Amano. *Portsman glares*

Portsman: Things have turned out a little differently today sir. Our new accused has perished overnight. *Lance sighs*

Gant: And his attorney? *Benjamin stands at the defense table*

Benjamin: Mr. Gant, we have a special attorney today at my assistance. *Todd enters the gym*

Maurecia: Todd?!

Myron and Dana: Todd?!

Todd: *Steps up to the defense table* Sir, I've sent that poem to my friend Joe for a handwriting test.

Cammy: Poem?

Portsman: You mean my poem to Cammy?

Todd: *Nods* someone told me they didn't believe you wrote it.

Portsman: *Frown* that's preposterous. *Withdraws signed license* This is my official law and order license. It has my signature on it. *Portsman's license added to the court record*

Maurecia: Why else are you here Todd? Don't you have to defend Phoenix Wright?

Todd: He's not the prime suspect anymore, but Myron wanted me to take time out of my day to find the truth. It is my Sunday after all.

Cammy: *Stamps foot* Hold it! All you're trying to prove is Portsman didn't write that poem to me?

Todd: *Shakes head* No, that's an additional detail. But I'm here to help Benjamin prove Lance Amano is innocent.

Portsman: *Rolls eyes* Joy, Myron, Benjamin, and now Todd? How many defense attorneys does Lance need?

Todd: *Frown* in my eyes, zero. He shouldn't even be on trial right now in the first place. But today, things have changed massively.

Lance: *Glares with determination* I'm here to confess my crime!

Myron: What?!

Sharie: No!

Joy: Don't do that! *Audience chatters*

Gant: *Bangs gavel* Order, order! *Lance steps up to the witness stand* Mr. Amano Jr, do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

Lance: Yes sir. I'm here to confess to a recent murder.

Portsman: *Smiles* Generous of you, though you really should've confessed yesterday.

Lance: *Glares at him* Actually Portsman, yesterday I had nothing to confess. For I was innocent prior to this morning.

Gant: What are you saying?

Lance: In the middle of the night, I murdered Terrence. *Everyone gasps* And I'm not going to lie about it. I killed him. *Audience chatters*

Gant: *Slams gavel* Order! *Audience quiets* Mr. Amano Jr. Why did you do that?

Lance: I was trying to protect Allison. Last night I woke up to the sound of people running down the hallway. What I failed to realize, was that Allison was in danger. Terrence was chasing her. He stole Mac's switchblade after someone chose to confiscate it.

Manfred: *Glares* Knives are not acceptable in school territories.

Lance: Well from my recollection, Mac hasn't killed anyone yet. If he was holding the knife last night, this wouldn't have likely happened. But he cornered Allison, beat her senseless, and then tried to stab her. I got in there just in time to save her, and then he hurt me a few times.

Portsman: How'd you kill him?

Lance: I strangled him with my bare hands. *Reveals broken handcuffs* The sheer shock of hearing Terrence's confession gave me the strength I needed to shatter these cuffs. *Audience gasps*

Gant: Whoa! That is incredible.

Portsman: *So what if he can break cuffs? I was able to chew a gold medal without chipping a tooth.* Well that changes nothing Lance! You murdered a younger teenager.

Lance: And? He was actually slightly taller than me. And after I grasped his neck, he tried to stab me twice.

Portsman: That's a justifiable self-defense. You still murdered him since you went after him!

Lance: *Rolls up sleeve and reveals cut* He stabbed me at the base of my elbow. All I did was tell him to drop the knife, which he chose to ignore. That's what lead to me breaking his neck.

Gant: But why didn't you come and talk to one of us first?

Lance: Because… before he could kill Allison, he confirmed that he was Ron's true killer. I knew if I didn't move, she'd be the victim this morning instead of him. *Audience chatters*

Gant: *Bangs gavel* Order!

Lance: So I'm telling the truth. I broke Terrence's neck for no reason other than to protect Allison as well as myself after I got involved. But the charges up until now aren't valid, as I'm innocent of Ron's murder. *Bows head lightly* I ask for mercy, but am prepared for whatever consequence I'm about to receive.

Portsman: *Slams desk and glares* you are a guilty murderer Lance Amano! The death penalty awaits you! *Audience chatters loudly*

Myron: No!

Maurecia: Shut up!

Sharie: You can't do that!

Gant: *Bangs gavel* Order! Order! Order! *Audience quiets as he faces Portsman* Jacques, I'm the judge here, not you. I decide the consequences.

Portsman: *Raging* I demand the death penalty! He killed a teenager in cold blood! It was all revenge for trying to frame him! OBJECTION!

Todd: That seems very unlikely.

Portsman: How? What was Lance doing up at midnight? Nothing! He had no other reason to even be awake at the time, let alone outside of his room! *Faces Gant* I rest my case, sentence him now!

Gant: *Sweating lightly* Take it easy, how about life in jail?

Portsman: *Slams table* I think not! He's admitted to killing and now he must be put down!

Students: BOO!

Myron: You're a jackass!

Maurecia: Leave him alone!

Lance: *Cries a tear* Everyone? *Gant slams gavel*

Gant: ORDER!

Portsman: Though Lance claims to be innocent of Ron's murder, there is no proof. He could've easily killed him and then Terrence so he could frame him later!

Cammy: *Frightened* Portsman, why are you being so harsh all of a sudden?!

Portsman: *Sighs and faces her* Who's side are you on?

Cammy: *Nervously* Yours, but I'm starting to question myself on who the bad guy is here.

Myron: Portsman, you're a sham! You have no heart of justice at all!

Portsman: Law is law, I demand the guilty verdict right now!

Manfred: *Dark grin*

Gant: *Sighs massively* The court finds Mr. Lance Amano Jr. G-U-I-L- HOLD IT!

Lance: !

Myron: !

Portsman: !

Gant: … Who said that? *Allison runs in*

Allison: I object to you calling the verdict just yet!

Benjamin: Allison! You're okay!

Allison: *Blushes lightly* I am Ben, and I owe it to you. *Faces Lance* you to.

Portsman: What are you talking about?

Allison: *Withdraws Terrence's left shoe* Look what I found. *Turns it and reveals red paint stain on the side* His shoe is stained red on the edges, *flips it over and a golden bead falls out* and look what was inside! *Everyone gasps*

Portsman: *Raging* What are you trying to prove?!

Allison: If I found this yesterday it would've been over. I'm sorry I showed up late for you Lance.

Lance: *Smiling* you made it just in time.

Allison: The paint stain is from the very same can Terrence used to create a suspect, the golden bead slid into his shoe and he never noticed it. The very same one on Lance's necklace that is. So in conclusion, Terrence is the one who killed Ron, then last night he tried to murder me. *Cries a tear* If Lance wasn't there to save me, I'd be dead now.

Portsman: How do you know he saved you?!

Allison: *Withdraws broken handcuff chain* TAKE THAT! *Shockwave strikes*

Portsman: AH! *Shockwave knocks his headband off*

Allison: Ergo, Lance caught and defeated Ron's true killer, whilst protecting me in the process. So not only is he innocent, he's a hero. *Audience coos*

Lance: Thank you.

Cammy: That sure was nice of you.

Portsman: *Slams table* Mr. Gant, what do you think about the witness's claim?!

Gant: *Charming grin* I think it's time for the verdict!

Joy, Sharie, Allison, Benjamin, and Myron: *YES!*

Gant: The school court finds the defendant Mr. Lance Amano Junior.

NOT GUILTY!

Students: YAY!

Gant: That is all. Court is adjourned. *Portsman slams the table*

Portsman: This is not justice! *Lance smirks savagely* you little bastard!

Maurecia: You lost, get over it.

Portsman: Never! I've never lost a case before, and I'm certainly not allowing the first innocent defendant to be Lance Amano! *Joe walks in carrying a couple of cards*

Joe: Hey everyone, I did the handwriting analysis. *Hands Lance a clipboard* By the way, this is for you Mr. Amano.

Lance: *Shyly takes it* Uh, thanks. What is i- WHOA! *Gasps loudly*

Benjamin: What did you receive?

Lance: My dad's inheritance! I'm rich! *Signs paper rapidly* YES! *Hands it to him* Thanks dude!

Joe: No problem. *Stephen steps forward*

Stephen: What was the result of the analysis?

Joe: *Sighs and faces Cammy* Are you Cammy Meele?

Cammy: Yes. I'm also known as Jacques Portsman's girlfriend.

Joe: I hate to tell you, but your boyfriend did not write that love poem. *Everyone gasps as Cammy faces him*

Cammy: What?! You didn't write that?!

Portsman: *Sweating and waving his hands* I can explain! I spoke it out loud while one of my friends wrote it in their handwriting. *Myron smirks* I was a little sore from pitching baseballs that day.

Mac: *What baseballs? I thought you were in the principal's office.*

Myron: I think not Jacques. Joe, I ask that you compare that poem to a recent signature.

Lance: *Gasps* No, no, no! Don't!

Cammy: Lance, what is your problem?

Myron: *It's very simple actually. Should I have Joe examine them?*

-Don't have him examine them. (Don't choose this answer you idiot)

-Do it. Lance will thank me later. – [A]

Myron: Please compare the writing on the poem to the inheritance signature.

Lance: *NO! Whimpers, nervously*

Joe: *Reads both penmanship's* Hm… *Faces Cammy* It's a match.

Cammy: Huh?

Lance: AH! *Everyone stares at him as he begins crying*

Acro: Bro, please calm down!

Lance: I can't! *Makes eye contact with Cammy*

Cammy: *Glooms at him*

Lance: *Turns away blushing* I can't even look at her anymore, it's too painful! *Dashes out of the gym sobbing loudly*

Myron: Well there you have it.

Cammy: *That poor thing.*

Portsman: What a crybaby.

Cammy: *Snarls and faces him immediately* Jacques Portsman! I'm done with you!

Portsman: *Expression changes* What?!

Cammy: You are a terrible boyfriend and you lied to me! *Audience chatters quietly*

Gant: Goodness gracious! Calm down Cammy!

Portsman: *Regains charisma and steps forward* Come on babe.

Cammy: *Sincere glare* I'm not your babe you twat! I hate you!

Portsman: *Unfazed, wraps his arm around her neck* Look sweetheart, there's a logical explanation behind this. Now-

Cammy: *Kicks his groin*

Portsman: OH! *Falls on the ground and aids his scrotum* Ow! What the hell?

Cammy: Don't you ever touch me again! I'm done with you! *Marches out of the room*

Gant: Can we please all be peaceful going forward?

Sharie: *Smiles* I think we can Mr. Gant. Thanks for everything.


Shortly after

(Outside of the gym, Acro is talking with the students)

Acro: Thank you all so much for defending my friend.

Joy: No problem.

Todd: It was all for justice.

Acro: *Faces Myron, Allison, and Sharie* Especially you three.

Sharie: I didn't defend him.

Acro: You were there for him when he was hurt and scared. Ever since his father passed away I had to be there for him, but when he was falsely tased, you were there to comfort him.

Maurecia: *Glares* That evil old man! He should be ashamed of himself for tasing the poor boy!

Todd: *Waves his hand out* Don't blame Manfred, he was just doing his job.

Acro: *Frowns lightly* Jacques Portsman was extremely unprofessional. Prior to today, he kept bullying Lance to wear him down.

Allison: I'm glad he was there to block that bully when I needed him. Do I still look beaten?

Benjamin: *Wraps arm around her back* You look fine. You're still super pretty.

Maurecia and Sharie: Awe!

Allison: Awe Benny, you're so nice. Thank you. *Kisses his cheek*

Benjamin: *Blushes lightly* you're welcome.

Myron: Speaking of super pretty, where's Cammy? *Cammy runs out*

Cammy: Guys! Where's Lance?

Myron: *Frowns at her* Why do you want to know?

Cammy: I owe him a large apology. He's been through so much and part of it is my fault. Where is he now?

Maurecia: I think he's hiding in a closet nearby.

Cammy: Thanks! *Runs away*

Acro: Look, I think I also owe Joe a thank you for giving Lance his dad's inheritance contract. Where is he?

Maurecia: *Points at the ceiling* He went onto the roof. There's an automated batting cage upstairs that he loves to use.

Acro: Really? It's the middle of winter and he's playing baseball?

Maurecia: He didn't get to play a lot of games with Terrence around. Terrence kept kicking the ball over the fence so he couldn't keep playing with it. *Distant gunshot*

Everyone: Whoa!

Sharie: What was that?

Allison: It sounded like a gunshot. *Determined glare* Time to investigate!

Benjamin: *Grabs her arm* No, I can't risk losing you again.

Mac: … It came from the rooftop. It's time to fight someone!

Maurecia: *Grabs his arm* Hold it Mac! Aren't you forgetting your switchblade?

Mac: I don't need a knife. I can stop this person myself!

Todd: I don't recommend risking your life. Let's tell Officer Gant about this first. *Everyone starts walking away as Maurecia stays put* Maurecia? What are you doing?

Maurecia: *Faces Todd* I think I know what happened. *Makes a fist* And I need to clarify! *Skates to the stairway to the roof*

Todd: Whoa! What are you crazy?! There's an armed shooter and you want to fight them?

Maurecia: *Gives him a serious look* Todd, I think I know who it is and what they're looking for. I promise I'll stay out of danger. But I can't let them get away!

Todd: *Sigh* Alright, I have court tomorrow so I hope we meet again. *Turns around* Good luck Maurecia.

Maurecia: *All right pussman, you're mine!*


Rooftop

(Maurecia skates to the top and glances over the tennis court)

Maurecia: Joe? *Something grabs her leg* Ah! *Faces Joe*

Joe: *Weakly* Maurecia.

Maurecia: *Drops to her knees* Joe! What happened?!

Joe: *Reveals bullet wound in his heart* Maybe I shouldn't have come here.

Maurecia: *Frowns* Where's Portsman?

Joe: *Slowly lifts his finger and points at the sport shed* He's inside looking for the inheritance contract that I hid.

Maurecia: *Sheds a tear* I'm so sorry Joe. I promise I'll avenge you.

Joe: *Weakly* Good… luck… Maurecia… *Dies*

Maurecia: *Picks up his baseball bat* Alright! *Skates to the shed and slams the bat against the door*

Portsman: *Startled* AH!

Maurecia: Open this door you dickhead!

Portsman: *Opens door and frowns* What are you doing here?

Maurecia: *Glares* You killed Joe, didn't you?

Portsman: *Rolls eyes and shrugs* Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. But it's not like killing is illegal or anything, if Lance can do it, so can I.

Maurecia: *Practice swing*

Portsman: AH! *Flinches as the bat swerves past his hair*

Maurecia: If you want to kill kids, come get me right now!

Portsman: *Pulls out pistol and fires at her*

Maurecia: *Skates at extreme speed, successfully dodging the bullet* Oh no, it's not going to be that easy. *Intimidating frown* This time, you're going to half to earn it!

Portsman: How'd you dodge that bullet?!

Maurecia: I'm a little faster than you may believe. Good luck keeping up with me.

Portsman: *Grabs a golf club* Let's dance little girl! *Steps out and swings club*

Maurecia: *Dodges swing and swings bat*

Portsman: *Blocks blow* Where'd you get a baseball bat?! *Continues swinging*

Maurecia: *Blocks blow* you forgot to disarm him of his items you idiot. Next time take whatever he's holding.

Portsman: *Swings at her head as she ducks* Well I tried to find his contract! *Blocks swing* But he told me it was somewhere in the shed! *Swings at her legs as she jumps over it*

Maurecia: And then you shot him?! The nerve of some people! *Swings bat and it hits his fingers*

Portsman: OUCH! *Retracts right hand* you got my fingers!

Maurecia: Why don't you get your fingers out of the way? *Swings at his head and hits the side of his jaw*

Portsman: OH! *Aids his jaw*

Maurecia: Your head's a fricking bat magnet!

Portsman: *That's it you little bitch! Play time's over!* TAKE THAT! *Swings at her head*

Maurecia: *Swings at his head, both weapons strike the side of their skull*

Both: Oh! *They collapse on their backs*

Maurecia: … *Opens her eyes* Oh, *Struggles to get on her feet* so, dizzy. *Trips and falls on her hands* Whoa…

Portsman: *Rubs his head lightly* Where's, my, gun?

Maurecia: Huh? *Vision becomes clearer* Saved by my helmet! *Grabs bat* Hey pop quiz!

Portsman: *Flinches* Huh?

Maurecia: How long does it take to beat a moron to death? *Skates towards him*

Portsman: AH! *Grabs pistol and aims at her*

Maurecia: *Hits the side of his head forcefully before he can shoot*

Portsman: Oaf! *Falls on his face*

Maurecia: Time's up! You're dead! *Slams bat on top of his head one more time to be sure* you'll never best me in sports. Ever. *Gant walks upstairs*

Gant: My word! What happened here?

Maurecia: *Sets bat down* It was a long battle. But look what I was up against. *Points at his pistol* Portsman came up here just a few minutes ago and shot one of my classmates. I knew if he had the time, he would've shot me as well.

Gant: *Sigh* Good old, not so good Jacques. Always concerned about victory. I think it's time we turn in Junior Amano's contract now.

Maurecia: *Smiles* I would've said the same.


Meanwhile

(Cammy enters the hidden closet)

Cammy: *Sad and worried tone* Lance? Are you in here?

Lance: *Breathes heavily*

Cammy: Huh? *Listens intently* Please come out, I need to talk to you.

Lance: *Sighs audibly and steps out from corner* what do you want?

Cammy: *Flips light on* Oh there you are! Thank goodness!

Lance: *In tears* Why do you care? I thought we hated each other.

Cammy: *Steps closer* Sweetie, I came here to say I'm sorry.

Lance: Fine, apology accepted, now leave me alone.

Cammy: *Faces door* … No, I'm not ready to go just yet. *Faces him*

Lance: Why not? I thought I said the other day that I gave up on my crush I had on you.

Cammy: Well at the time, I didn't think you were serious. And I thought Portsman wrote that poem.

Lance: He's too egotistical to write something that sincere to anyone else. I thought you knew that.

Cammy: *Sigh* Sweetie, I think you'll be happy to know, I've broken up with Portsman.

Lance: *Finally makes eye contact* you did?

Cammy: When you walked out in tears, he called you a crybaby. *Daring grin* and I kicked him in the groin for you.

Lance: *Mood remains* Good for you, but I'm over you now.

Cammy: Then why were you so embarrassed when that boy revealed your crush on me?

Lance: *Getting angry* Because at the time, no one else knew about it! Even if I'd given up on you, that's still not something everyone should hear! *Calms down* Please Cammy, I'm not looking for any more friends.

Cammy: *Smiles cutely and sincerely* Lance, I want to be more than your friend.

Lance: *Faces her* what do you mean?

Cammy: *Steps closer and grabs his hand, blushing in the process* I've just never seen you happy before.

Lance: *Sigh* that's because Portsman picked on me all the time, then my dad died.

Cammy: Well Lance, when I saw those students standing up for you, I could finally see you smiling. You had happiness within you once you found people who cared about you. I think you're really cute when you're happy.

Lance: *Looks downward* I've never really been good at being happy. Ever since my mom died when I was eleven, I almost never smiled at anyone again. My parents were the only people I've ever had that loved me. *Cammy's smile vanishes* and now they're both gone forever.

Cammy: *Steps forward and hugs him*

Lance: ! … What are you doing now?

Cammy: *Comfortingly* Lance, I haven't ever found love either. Ever since I turned legal five years ago, I've had almost ten relationships. Multiple men did things for me because they said they found me hot.

Lance: *Blushes lightly* I can see why.

Cammy: *Squeezes him lightly* But despite my slutty gimmick, I've never had sex with any of them. I've slept with them, cuddled with them, even taken my bra off a couple of times for them, but I'm still a virgin.

Lance: *Frowns lightly* you don't have a bra.

Cammy: *Giggles* I'm a couple years older than you, but when I was your age, meaning twenty one, I could drink for the first time. I felt if I wore a bra going forward, it'd be too uncomfortable to sleep.

Lance: Have you ever gotten drunk?

Cammy: Oh yes! But I've never fallen asleep drunk with another man. Even with a few beers in me, I couldn't bring myself to wanting them.

Lance: And why's that?

Cammy: *Stops hugging and faces him contently* It's because I didn't love any of them. They wanted me because I was hot and never cared about my personality. But in that poem I learned there was someone out there who actually does.

Lance: *Smiles coyly* Me?

Cammy: *Nods* You. And though I'm still pretty young for marriage or to be a mother, I want to find love before it's too late. With all the crime going on in this world, any day could be our last chance.

Lance: So, you want to start dating me now?

Cammy: *Nods* You're extremely cute, and sincere. A trait none of the boyfriends I've had ever possessed.

Lance: But I thought they were hot?

Cammy: They were, but I don't want someone hot, I want someone cute. And thus far, the cutest boy I've ever seen is standing right in front of me.

Lance: *Smiles widely and sheds a couple of tears* Cammy?

Cammy: I think I'm ready for something else I've never tried before. *Caresses his cheeks*

Lance: *Caresses her cheeks* Okay Sweetheart. Come here. *She pulls their lips together and they share a long and beautiful kiss*

Cammy: *After everything this poor man has gone through, I really hope I'm making his day. This strange feeling is rare, and I'm enjoying every second of it.*

Lance: *From the minute I woke up this morning, I never anticipated this fate. Furthermore it's been years since I've felt this way. The fact that it's all happening again… unbelievable!* *Door opens and they stop*

Patricia: Awe! Are we kissing Ernest's son now? *Frank chuckles as they blush*

Cammy: No, it was just a friendly- *Patricia steps forward and hugs him*

Patricia: I want some of this! *Lance blushes deeper*

Lance: Look Patricia, I'm not- *She begins smooching his lips* Mph!

Cammy: *Raging* Get your lips away from- *Frank grabs her arm as she makes a fist* Hey!

Frank: *Chuckle* You think I'm going to let you hit my girlfriend?

Cammy: *Sigh* You're okay with Patricia kissing other guys?!

Frank: *Casual shrug* She loves greeting men with a hug and a kiss, and I thought you were dating Jacques.

Cammy: *Frowns* You weren't at the trial today, were you? I hate that dick, and I probably broke his dick.

Frank: *Cringes* I really hope Patty doesn't do that to me tonight.

Cammy: *Gasps* Okay! Too much information! *Frank chuckles* You're having sex tonight?!

Frank: We would've done it last night had your queering boyfriend not stepped in. *Patricia continues kissing Lance as he protests* But it looks like he's pretty good at kissing.

Cammy: Believe me, I know. But are you seriously going to have sex in a school?

Frank: *Shrugs* Where else would we do it? It's not like there's any other open rooms.

Cammy: *Sigh* Well Portsman and I shared the library, but if you want to lust in the quietest room in the school, it's all yours.

Frank: *Smiles widely* So, you want to trade rooms?

Cammy: Yes, now get your saliva-thirsting she beast out of our closet!

Frank: *Grabs Patricia by the shoulder* Okay baby, time's up.

Patricia: Lance grooms so well.

Lance: *Regaining his breath* I, need a, bottle of, wine.

Cammy: *Gleefully* Ooh! Red, white, purple, or green grape flavored? I'd be delighted to grab one of those.

Lance: I'm pretty sure I'll be the only one chugging that thing. I just got orally raped!

Patricia: *Giggles* Sorry sugar, you're just so cute!

Lance: Fine, say it don't spray it!

(Outside the door, Simon is listening in)

Simon: The library huh? Not a bad place to be at night. *Evil chuckle* I can promise you'll get through the night peacefully with no distractions Miss Roland. *Dark grin* No distractions. 100% chance of you entering sleep you won't want to wake up from...


Author's note: It's about time I killed Portsman. Seriously, play the first case of Investigations 1 and tell me he's a tolerable character. I couldn't stand a second with him! As for Lance Amano, he gets almost no love from the fans and I truly believe he didn't deserve what he got in the game. Well, I fixed that for him. But hopefully a few other potential Ace Attorney fans will read this and appreciate him a little more. Prepare for more, as Todd battles "The Best!"

P.S. College just started, I may slow down on upcoming chapters. But I'm not giving up!

Deceased Characters:

Terrence

Joe

Jacques Portsman