Halloween

A/N: Whoop! I'm back. Yay! So I was bored and was contemplating if I was going to dress up for Halloween this year, and if I was, if I could pull off an Apollo Justice costume. Not that anyone would get it. Plus my hair is way too long. And I'm a girl T_T… Oh well. But then I thought it would be funny if Phoenix threw a Halloween party, and everyone dressed up. This is after Apollo Justice, and no one is dead, or in jail, with a couple of exceptions. The italics mean thoughts. And I apologize if anything contradicts AAI2, because at this point, CAPCOM still hasn't translated it yet. Jerks.

Chapter One

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T h e A r i v a l s

Phoenix looked at his reflection in the mirror. How does he wear this, AND still keep his pride? It's PINK. He straightened his cravat and smoothed his bangs. His hair was coarse and crunchy from the amount of product it took Maya to calm his spikes. He groaned and stepped out into the main office and got a whiff of coffee from the kitchen. Godot, or rather, Diego, stepped out with his signature white mug. He had dyed his hair and donned his red shirt; the only part of 'Godot' that remained was his visor. There was a click of heels coming down the hall.

"Are you sure this dress is appropriate, Diego?" Mia asked. Phoenix's eyes widened at the sight of her. She wore a sleeveless grey dress that stopped mid-thigh. There was a fuzzy tail of sorts dangling down behind her, brushing her lace leggings. Her hair was curled and a pair of furry ears was pinned in.

I'm pretty sure my mouth is hanging open. She adjusted her ears and stepped forward, wobbling in her heels. "It looks amazing, kitten." Diego grinned.

"OUCH!" Phoenix crumpled to the ground, his shin throbbing.

"Mr. Nick! How dare you look at Mystic Mia like that!" Pearl towered over him, her glittery orange dress's jack-o-lantern face laughing wickedly at him. Her hair was in pigtails with a little hat that looked like the lid of a pumpkin. Sparkly black ballet flats were on either side of him, dangerously close to his fingers. Pearls is sixteen now, Phoenix remembered, but she still hasn't given up on Maya and me being 'special someone's'.

"HIIIIIIYA! Pink Princess Butterfly Kick!" a whiz of pink ran from the hallway and flew towards Pearl. Pearl jumped back and fled to the kitchen. Maya stood over Phoenix and offered him a gloved hand to pull him up. She then continued to tuck a stray black hair inside her pink wig, straighten out her pink kimono and check her pink makeup in a mirror. A thump came from another room.

"I'm not giving you my bracelet!" shouted one muffled voice.

"Yes you are! I can't look like you without it!" another squealed.

"You look just like me! Just short! I look like you and I'm not in a dress!" Phoenix snickered at the thought of him in a dress.

"I do not look like you! No one can without the bracelet!"

"You're just jealous you didn't get one!" Ooh. Harsh, Phoenix thought.

"Ha! You're jealous you can't pull evidence from my panties. Oh look! A note with the real killer's name! Oh look! A gun with the killer's finger prints!" When did she…?

"OBJECTION! When did you pull those out? I don't remember any of that evidence! And I'm not jealous of you, Miss Magic Panties!"

"Overruled! You are too jealous! You can't even do that card trick I taught you! Even daddy can do that trick!" Ouch.

"I'm a lawyer! Not a magician!"

"Daddy was a lawyer! Better than you!" Well, thanks!

"WHAT?" a door slammed and Apollo came storming into the main room carrying a familiar blue cape and silk hat. His usual red attire was replaced with a grey vest and black jeans, but his hair still stood up on top of his head.

"Polly!" Trucy ran up behind him, a blue tie swinging wildly around her neck. She lunged for his wrist, but slammed into his back instead.

"Stop, Trucy! You'll rip my vest! You're lucky I'm letting you use it." He scoffed

"Will not!" She brushed off Apollo's red vest and smoothed his red pants, which had been rolled up so she didn't trip. She rolled up her white sleeves and smoothed her 'Hair of Justice' that was somehow the perfect length. Apparently, when they were told they were siblings, they had decided to make up fifteen years worth of bickering. But Phoenix was impressed with how much Trucy looked like Apollo.

Trucy grabbed his hand and inspected the golden bracelet. "How DO you get this off?"

"I didn't know it came off…" Phoenix said wryly.

Mia placed a hand of reassurance on Apollo's shoulder. "Why don't you put the cape and hat on?" she said gently and quietly. Apollo blushed and played with his horns, causing Diego to scowl. He pulled the cape over his shoulders and set the hat on his head. "There," Apollo mumbled.

"Nick!" Uh oh… Phoenix wheeled around and came face to face with…

"Lar-? Larry? Is that you under there?" Phoenix looked into the big watery eyes of Larry Butz. Through a cheap, rubber werewolf mask. Larry pulled the mask off his head, releasing his brown hair to hang limply around his head. He quickly straightened it out into its usual tall mess.

"How can you not recognize your best friend?" he cried. I dunno… maybe because you had A WEREWOLF MASK on?

"Right, sorry. Who's that behind you?" Phoenix sighed pointing at a hooded figure behind him.

"Oh! This is Mizzi!" he grinned, putting an arm around her shoulder. She flipped the cloak off, revealing a mop of wavy red hair surrounding bright blue eyes. She had a stereotypical women's pirate costume; skimpy and revealing. She looked suspiciously like someone he knew. Phoenix was vaguely remembering something… high school?

"Long time, no see, Phoenix," she smiled.

"She's a pirate!" Larry announced. Suddenly there was a crack and Larry was on the ground, whimpering.

"You foolishly foolish fool stating foolishly obvious things for other foolish fools!" Franziska von Karma stepped over Larry and wound her whip in one fluid motion. Her long lacy black dress was a far cry from what Phoenix remembered her wearing to court. She adjusted her witch's hat on her blue hair and smirked at the quivering Larry on the floor.

"Franzy!" he shouted, "How I missed you! I-!"

There was another crack, but this time it was Mizzi's hand connecting with Larry's face. "Who is she?" She shrieked.

"Miz, wait! It's not what you think-!" Simultaneous cracks (from a slap and the whip) then the sound of Mizzi clicking away down the hall. Larry stood, tears running down his cheeks, bright red from the slapping.

A Steel Samurai appeared behind him. He wore a mask, but his silky voice and wagging finger quickly gave way to who was underneath.

"Franziska?" he said teasingly, "Did you make Larry cry?" Phoenix could picture his smirk.

"Miles Edgeworth! How dare you assume I would stoop so low as to make this worthless lump cry?" she swung her arm as if to whip him, but her hand was empty.

"HA! The Great Thief Yatagarasu strikes again!" a ninja jumped out from behind Edgeworth and pumped her fists, whip in hand.

Franziska hugged herself and started, "Return that immediately, or I-"

"OBJECTION!" Trucy pointed her finger, shouting, "I say that Kay did not steal the whip! I push for an innocent verdict!" Phoenix heard Apollo snicker. Way to go, Truce. Now you're going to get whi-!

*CRACK!*

"Phoenix Wright!" Franziska stood above Phoenix, who was now on the floor, with a riding crop raised above her head. "How dare you teach this girl your foolish bluffing strategy?"

"The one that beat you?"

*CRACK*

"EDGEY-POOOOoooo!" Phoenix was suddenly pinned against the wall with an old lady clinging to his arm. "OH! How I missed you! I thought that you were avoiding me again! Oh, kids today always thinking they can sneak off unnoticed and get away with it…" she went on, speeding up, talking about this and that until she finally looked at his face.

*CRACK*

"WHIPPERSNAPPER!" Phoenix didn't even bother to stand up this time. Poor Larry. If his slaps hurt as much as Oldbgf's did… His vision was hazy so he closed his eyes.

"Mr. Edg- oh, hey pal." Phoenix's eyes snapped open to a very yellow Gumshoe offering him a hand. When he was hoisted up, Phoenix saw that Gumshoe was wearing a coat made out of instant noodle packaging and duct tape. When he saw Phoenix studying his coat, he shrugged and said, "I couldn't afford a costume, so I made one out of something I could afford!"

"You mean I made it," Maggey stepped in wearing her old police uniform. "Hello, Mr. Wright."

"Hello, Mrs. Gumshoe." He smiled at them as they walked away into the party.

"Feenie?" two voices asked sweetly. Phoenix spun around and found the Hawthorne twins smiling at him. His head almost exploded from girly overload. They were wearing identical pink fairy outfits, complete with enough ruffles to make Edgeworth proud. The only difference was their hair, Dahlia's red and Iris's black. He gulped visibly.

"Um… hi. Nice to see you." He scratched the back off his neck.

"Mr. Wright, please don't lie. My bracelet is going to make my hand fall off." Apollo said as he walked by him, then stopped short and backed up. "Who're they?"

"Feenie," Dahlia said quietly, reaching for Phoenix's hand, only to have it swatted away. She growled. "Feenie, I see a punch bowl that's just begging for me to pour-"

"This is my apprentice, Apollo Justice!" Phoenix said quickly, "That's Iris, and that's Dol- I mean Dahlia."

"Hello, Mr. Justice." Iris smiled causing Apollo to blush again. He pulled the silk hat off, releasing his spikes, and said, "H-hi. N-nice t-to meet y-you." Phoenix grabbed Apollo's sleeve and dragged him away from the twins.

"Stay away from them."

"Why?" Apollo sounded whiney.

"Because Dahlia will murder you."

"What about Iris? Is she going to try and kill me too?" he smirked.

"No." Phoenix blushed and said, "Just, stay away from them."

"Oooh! Mr. Wright's got a crush on Iris!" Apollo whispered mockingly. Then he began to sing loudly, "PHOENIX AND IRIS SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

"Herr Forehead, kindly leave the signing to me."

Apollo turned on his heel and saw Klavier Gavin, playing with his bangs. He shot Apollo his award-winning smile.

"You've got… fangs?" Phoenix asked.

"Ja. Vampire fangs. Isn't that what all the girls are into these days?" he grinned.

Larry shouted from across the room. "Nuh-uh! The chicks are into werewolves. Not sparkly vampires!"

*CRACK*

"Fool!" Apparently Franziska likes vampires…

"Sleeves. Wright." Daryan Crecend nodded, his hair bobbing up and down. He had added a shark fin. Fitting.

"Mr. Wright." a voice said meekly from the doorway. No one seemed to hear.

"Hello, Detective Crecend!" Phoenix said cheerily.

"Excuse me?" the voice said again. Still, he was ignored.

"Daryan," Klavier said, "why don't you help the others set the equipment?"

"PLEEEEEEASE! Don't ignooooore meeee!" Phoenix looked up at the source of the squeal.

"Mr. DeLite! I think… I mean… ACK!" It's rubbing off and he's barely said anything! "You are the one in that Mask*DeMasque outfit right?"

"Wow! YOU'RE Mr. DeLite?" Kay popped up out of nowhere. "You're the real Mask*DeMasque! You have to teach me your tricks!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him off. Phoenix laughed. Poor Mr. Delite…

*ka-tonk*

"Hey! Ema!" Apollo half shouted, half whined from across the room.

"Mr. Wright!" Ema rushed up and hugged him, lifting him slightly off the ground. She stepped back and smiled; a rare sight these days. Her dress was purple, different sleeves, and the skirt sat much like a tutu. She had a chain belt and a ring on almost every finger. The whole outfit gave off a rock star vibe, reminding him much of Klavier's look. Kay peeked out from behind her shoulder, winking at Phoenix. How did she sneak back over here so fast?

*ka-tonk*

"Nice try, Kay."

"Aw…" she pouted, "Wait Mr. DeMasque! You can't hide! There's too much to learn!" she scampered off to find him.

Suddenly, Trucy screamed. "OH MY GOSH! It's him!" She ran over to the window and peered out, looking at the next guest. She watched him all the way until he entered the building and then stared at the door expectantly.

"Mr. Wright! How absolutely FABULOUS!" Absolutely cringe inducing.

Trucy grinned at the newcomer. "Is it really him, Daddy? Is it really Maximillion Galactica?" She looked him over; trying to convince herself it wasn't just a costume. Who could mistake the cloak, roses, and top hat?

"Will you teach me how to fly? Please?" Trucy begged.

"Ah, a magician can't reveal his secrets." Max cringed.

"But, I'm a magician too!" Max shook his head.

"Why didn't you dress up?" Phoenix asked, dreading the answer.

"I did! I dressed up as the ab-so-lutely FABULOUS me!" Ego maniac.

"Ah, long time no see, Agent Lang." Edgeworth said from behind Phoenix. Apparently he had snuck by unnoticed. This guy looked like a wolf. Maybe it's his costume… Phoenix reasoned with himself, until Edgeworth asked, "Why didn't you dress up?"

" Lang-Zi says… damn, where's that scroll… I can't find anything without Shih-na!" he shot an accusing glare at Edgeworth. Suddenly, the sound of microphone feedback filled the room. When it passed, Klavier's voice came over the speakers.

"Sorry about that, are we ready to rock and roll?" A cheer erupted through the room; the only complaint's came from Ema and Apollo. "Achtung, baby! This first one… as all the other songs are dedicated to my lovely Fraulein Detective Skye." He grinned, showing off his fangs.

*ka-tonk*

The sound of the Snackoo hitting Gavin echoed through the room. Suddenly the drummer banged his drumsticks together, and the music began, signaling the start of the party.

A/N: I hope this was good. This whole story is my first attempt at something with multiple chapters. Please review! Lots of pairings to come, possibly including (but not limited to) P/E, Klema, Miego, Pearl/Trucy, P/Iris, Polly/Dahlia, ect. Any other suggestions are welcome. Hopefully I can update soon. Bye!