Hey guys! Nobody's won the game yet. I think I might pull a Magnifi Gramarye if you guys don't get it soon XP

Ok, imagination time. Godot wasn't allowed to have coffee in prison. The withdrawals gave him a heart attack. Oh noeeee. Ok, so Godot's almost dead. He's lying on his deathbed. So when you have a heart attack, I'm pretty sure you can't talk. Just a guess. So he's… Umm… Let's say he can text, or this fic is going nowhere fast. Phoenix walks into the room. This is what happens.

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Trite? What are you doing here?

I heard you weren't going to make it much longer, and I wanted to see you.

Well, of course I wasn't going to make it much longer. They wouldn't give me coffee.

I heard. Someone will probably press charges.

It's good to know other prisoners will get to drink coffee because of me.

I'll bet.

Is Maya coming?

She's on her way from Kurain, it'll be another hour and a half.

I doubt I'll make it that long.

Very optimistic of you.

Isn't it? I'll get to see my kitten soon.

You miss her a lot, don't you?

Enough to try and ruin your life. Unsuccessfully, of course.

Sorry I didn't make my life easy enough to ruin.

You should really try harder next time, Trite.

I miss Mia, too. I wish I could see her again. I do get to sometimes, because Maya and Pearls can channel her, but it's not the same.

She was incredible, huh?

Yeah. She taught me everything I ever would need to know in order to be a successful lawyer in one case.

My kitten had some claws, didn't she…

Yeah. She sharpened mine too, I think.

She did a good job. It's nice to know that I'll be leaving behind someone who will always find the truth. I wouldn't like to imagine what would become of the courts without people like you. Are you on any cases now?

Yeah, I've got a trial tomorrow, involving a bunch of magicians. The police wouldn't let me investigate the scene of the crime, and they still won't let me know who the witness for the trial is.

Sounds like you've got this one in the bag. Or should I say, the magic hat.

Yeah, it's no different than a normal trial. I won a trial after being hit over the head with a fire extinguisher once. I'll be fine.

Just don't get too cocky, all right?

It's against a rookie prosecutor.

Maybe you can be a little cocky. But just a little.

Are you ok? Your breathing's getting shallower.

I'm dying, Trite. No, I'm not ok.

Are you any less ok than you were before?

The coffee gets colder and colder the longer you leave it on the bench.

I'm going to take that as a yes.

Trite… Thanks for coming. But I think I'll be leaving soon.

Maya will be really upset.

Take care of that kid, won't you? She's a great girl.

I will. Take care of Mia for me.

I will. She's a great girl, too.

Thanks.

Oh, and I've got one last request.

Yeah?

Don't lose that trial tomorrow just because you came to watch this old man go.

I won't. And you aren't even that old.

Goodbye, Trite.

Tell Mia I said hi.

Darn. That would've been a really good time to die.

You mean you aren't dying?

I thought I was. But when I closed my eyes, they wouldn't stay shut.

Oh. So you're still going to die?

Death is as mysterious as coffee itself. Speaking of coffee, could you get me some? I'm actually really thirsty right now.

You're on your deathbed, and you're asking for coffee?

What better time is there?

In the morning?

I won't get another morning, Trite.

All right, I'll get you your coffee.

Thanks Trite. This coffee is terrible, by the way.

Welcome to the hospital.

Welcome? I've been here a while, actually.

Huh. Your breathing sounds less strained.

I do feel a bit better.

Maybe they just need to fill your IV bag with coffee. I think you've got more of that in your veins than actual blood.

You think?

Do you think the doctors would do it?

They might. What have they got to lose?

Well, it wouldn't look good on your autopsy report if you died of a caffeine overdose instead of a heart attack.

You'd defend them, wouldn't you?

Sure, after I beat the rookie tomorrow. All right, I'm going to go make a fool of myself by asking them to pump coffee into your blood.

If nothing, I'll die in laughter, at least.

Thanks. Well, they laughed, but they're going to try it. Who knows what'll happen?

Trite… The coffee's a little hot.

Stop texting and let them do the IV.

Hey, you look a lot better.

Does this mean that I'm not going to see my kitten today? Aww.

Well, at least you'll get coffee now.

True.

A/N: Well. That was a beautiful anti-climax XD

I can't kill off Godot! Are you serious?! I hope you guys enjoyed that, it ended up being a lot funnier than it was supposed to. This story was overall just… Special.