A/N: No, this is not the longer story I promised you. HOWEVER, the second part to this is gonna be on the long, riddled-with-errors side. Speaking of which, you'll notice I've been updating a lot quicker than people normally do. That will, however, change soon because I'm experiencing a nasty case of writer's block.
I'd like the thank the... hmm... "regulars" that comment on my fanfiction for their wonderful reviews: DoomInACan, Flame Soldier, & sonicandlink. Now review all you silent ones. :3
I don't own these lovable characters or anything else mentioned. Enjoy~
"I refuse to take part in this." I said flatly, standing outside my doorway with a scowl. "It's foolish business and I'm not a sports fan myself."
Wright and Maya stood outside wearing casual clothes (I didn't even know the spirit medium had any). "C'mon, Edgeworth. Stop being so locked up and smell the fresh air. Besides, everybody else is coming." Wright said, glaring at me (a weak one, may I add). "Do it for Maya and Pearls, not for me."
"Everybody else meaning who, exactly?" I asked.
Wright rolled his eyes. "I dunno, Maya is the one inviting everybody. Around fifteen people, I think…" He looked at his assistant. "Who are you inviting?"
She grinned as she spoke. "Oh, he'll find out when he gets there! Come on, Mr. Edgeworth! It'll be fun!" She was staring me down with puppy dog eyes. I avoided eye contact.
"I despise softball."
"You don't know till you try!" She argued, hand on her hips irritably.
Wright snorted and broke out into a hysterical laughter. "He's tried before, Maya! Trust me!" He wheezed between laughs. He breathed heavily while regaining the little composure he had started with. He continued talking, smiling despite my shut-up-if-you-know-what's-good-for-you glare. "Remember grade school?"
I said nothing, holding my arm and looking away. Maya cocked her head to the side.
"He never hit a ball, ever. He struck out every single time he was up to bat. The P.E. teacher was so annoyed—"
"Enough!" I bellowed angrily. Wright had a smug look on his face which I wanted to punch. "Stop talking, it's utterly embarrassing to even be seen with you."
Maya clapped her hands together. "Don't worry; everybody is going to be bad! Pearly is little, and I'm not that great either. Come on, pleeeeeease?"
I sighed; I guess I didn't want to let them down. Well, Wright, not so much, but the spirit mediums were a different story. "Alright… I'll come." I heard Maya gasp happily. "Where's it at?"
Wright spoke up first. "Palindrome Fields. You know where that's at, right?"
Oh, yes. Why was it named that, I'll never know. It'll always bug me.
And that's how I ended up playing softball with Wright, Maya, and a bunch of people I didn't know.
Names are confusing.
