Title: Something Holy

Request: What if Edgeworth joined the priesthood between PW3 and PW4?

Warnings: None

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Phoenix had never been a religious person, but there was something calming about being in a cathedral. At least in here it was quiet and he could maybe even take a quick nap in the confessional.

He was just contemplating this when he heard someone enter the other side and pronounce the Peace of God (or whatever) on him. "Ah, sorry, I was just thinking."

"Stay for a moment, my son. Perhaps you have some burdens you would like to get off your chest."

"No, it's not necessary," Phoenix lied through his teeth. "I'm not a Catholic anyway, so I don't think that'd work."

"God works in mysterious ways, my son."

Phoenix shrugged. "Maybe so, maybe not. But I'd really rather not divulge my deepest secrets to a random stranger just because he wears a collar, especially not after that whole altar boy thing."

"I will have you know some of us men of the cloth still actually care about serving God." A significant pause lapsed, and Phoenix would swear later that he could almost hear the man smile. "Besides, I am hardly a random stranger, Phoenix Wright."

It dawned on Phoenix why the voice on the other side of the partition sounded so familiar. "Edgeworth?"

"Father Edgeworth, if you please."


They continued the conversation in the chapel proper, seated about three rows back from the front pew.

Phoenix regarded his friend's new wardrobe. "Of all the places I thought you'd end up--why this?"

"I have been a Catholic all my life. It just seemed the natural thing to do."

"Really? I never thought Manfred to be the fire-and-brimstone type."

Edgeworth shrugged. "He seemed devout enough on the outside for my father to make him my godfather. And he never missed a Mass, not even the Latin ones."

That explained so much about Edgeworth that Phoenix couldn't believe he didn't realize this earlier. "Geez, man."

Edgeworth clicked his tongue. "Please refrain from taking the Lord's name in vain, Wright. I worry enough about you as it is."

Phoenix chuckled. "If I'm going to hell, then I've got a long line of people ahead of me."

Edgeworth shook his head. "I have little intention of proselytizing to you anyway. I just wanted to talk, as friends."

"What's there to talk about? Sure, being disbarred sucks, but I think I ended up with the better end of the deal." Phoenix smirked at Edgeworth. "Beats running away and joining a convent, in my humble opinion."


Unnecessarily Long and Tiresome Authoress' Notes:
This feels like a weird place to end it, but I've kind of fizzled out at this point. I may revisit this later, but don't count on it.