Defensive Stand
The next day, it was Fredricks's turn to lead. His biggest problem—besides his temper—was that he didn't have enough good witnesses. Oh, sure there was Harry, Mary and their parents—who didn't live with their children—but not many people actually believed them. Besides, before he'd always relied on Harry's promise to reimburse the jury. Now, with most people turned against his clients, he worried the jury would do the "right" thing instead of craving the small fortunes.
"My first witness will be Kendra Champ," he began. At once, Harry's mom—whose looks he seemed to inherit—walked out of the audience. In her hand was a handkerchief, as she wept for her children, whom she believed were innocent.
"Mrs. Champ," questioned Fredricks, "Would you say that Harry and Mary are good kids?"
Kendra stated, "They are. Neither of them are capable of harming a fly, let alone another human being. I still can't see why people keep trying to exhort money from them by feigning abuse charges." She again put her handkerchief to her teary eyes.
"Now we know where Harry gets his Moron Gene from," whispered Leena to Bit.
Fredricks continued, "Before these copycat claims of abuse, were either of them ever in trouble with the law before?"
"No," replied Kendra.
"That's all Your Honor," said Fredricks. He knew a mother's belief in her kids was always a good form of character witness. Besides, a concerned mother always got people worked up. But he hadn't counted on Morrison's cross-examination.
"Mrs. Champ," she inquired, "Do either of your children have a problem if they don't get their way? I mean, when one has something and the other wants it…"
"Why do you think we buy two of everything? Neither of them has ever had an instance in play were they didn't get their way," she answered.
Seeing she'd struck a nerve, Morrison wondered, "What about if a servant doesn't give them exactly what they want?"
"We punish him or her," Kendra stated, "Our angles are always to be pleased." Then, Morrison had no further questions, and it was her husband Maurice's turn.
Like his wife, Maurice was asked some questions about the children's character. And also like Kendra, he had nothing but praise. But his biggest bombshell, was saying that he had no other heirs. Maurice hoped to—if nothing else—play on the fact that his company was going to be in trouble if his children were in prison.
But Morrison was prepared. "Mr. Champ, you own a multi-million dollar company, is that correct?" she asked.
Maurice exclaimed, "That's a silly question, of course I do."
"And your children can do anything they want with it," she inquired, "Even use it to—hypothetically speaking—pay off people to keep wrongdoing a secret?"
With all his heart, Maurice wanted to say they weren't allowed. But he was under oath to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. So he only said, "Yes, if they wanted to."
Morrison rested. Then, Fredricks began to call his first star witness, Harry Champ.
"Mr. Champ," he inquired, "Did you date Leena Toros from February 16th to August 16th?"
"Yes," replied Harry.
"And did you care for her?" he wondered.
Harry looked taken back. "Of course I did. As well as every other girl I ever dated. Leena was my angel, my sweet pumpkin, my…"
"Mr. Champ, we don't need the extended metaphors," said the clearly annoyed judge. Fredricks was, at that point, out of questions. Morrison then began her cross-examination.
"Mr. Champ," she asked, "Did you ever ask Leena to have sex with you?"
Harry didn't know what to say. No prosecutor had ever asked him that question before. So he had to improvise an answer, because he didn't want to be held on perjury charges since he hadn't paid the jury out on that one. "Yes, but I thought all people in love had sex." No doubt that his clueless statement caused a few snickers from the more perverted members of the audience.
"And if she refused…" pressed Morrison.
Harry replied, "Well, maybe I lost my temper a little, but I don't believe I hurt her that badly." Everyone began to snicker again, since they'd seen the pictures of her bruises. No one could figure out how stupid the young man really was. Seeing this damaged Harry's character greatly, Morrison rested her testimony on Harry.
Mary was next. "Ms. Champ, did you date Bit Cloud from August 23rd of last year to the same day of this year?" Fredricks asked.
"Yes," Mary replied.
"And in that time," he continued, "Did you have sex with him at any point?"
"Of course not," answered Mary. Which was true, he had always chosen torture over a night spent in her arms. Also, any attempt to rape him had been met with extreme resistance, so she'd given up on it after awhile. Even though she was as wicked as Harry, Mary wasn't as stupid.
Fredricks continued onto the matter of her other boyfriends, and asked if she really loved any of them. Mary stated that indeed she did, and any misunderstandings they may have had about the fact were completely false. He decided to rest at that point.
As usual, Morrison had a completely flawless cross-examination ready. She asked the young girl if she had any violent fights with her brother when they were children. Usually, violence from a young age led to a violent adolescence and adulthood.
"No," she replied, "We always got along with each other."
Finally, Morrison asked about her relatives. "Were any of them especially violent towards either of you when you were young?"
Mary hesitated for a few moments before answering the question. "Yes…my mom's sister was a sadomasochist. If you don't know what that is, it is a person who loves inflicting and being inflicted with pain. So she was always beating on my family members and begging us to hurt her as well. No one really talks about it much, on account of it being one of the dark blots on our family tree." At that moment, Mary started to cry.
Morrison rested. She then handed a handkerchief to the young woman. "There there, it'll be ok. You should have gotten psychiatric help long ago," she stated.
With no more witnesses, Fredrick rested his case. After closing arguments—with Morrison not only telling the jury of the Champ siblings' guilt, but their obvious need for psychiatric help, and Fredrick just blowing smoke—the jury went to deliberate. Everyone waited with baited breath.
- - - -
That's one thing I can say for Harry, he's honest. In the show, all his lying is more on the line of his stupidity than on him being malicious. And the little they show of Mary seems to indicate that she's the smarter of the two, and all her comments are more along the "dumb blond" stereotype line. If you've read my "Legend of the Organoid" stories, you'd know that I named Harry's son Maurice. So now we know he named his son for his father. The jury's decision and the epilogue coming soon.
The next day, it was Fredricks's turn to lead. His biggest problem—besides his temper—was that he didn't have enough good witnesses. Oh, sure there was Harry, Mary and their parents—who didn't live with their children—but not many people actually believed them. Besides, before he'd always relied on Harry's promise to reimburse the jury. Now, with most people turned against his clients, he worried the jury would do the "right" thing instead of craving the small fortunes.
"My first witness will be Kendra Champ," he began. At once, Harry's mom—whose looks he seemed to inherit—walked out of the audience. In her hand was a handkerchief, as she wept for her children, whom she believed were innocent.
"Mrs. Champ," questioned Fredricks, "Would you say that Harry and Mary are good kids?"
Kendra stated, "They are. Neither of them are capable of harming a fly, let alone another human being. I still can't see why people keep trying to exhort money from them by feigning abuse charges." She again put her handkerchief to her teary eyes.
"Now we know where Harry gets his Moron Gene from," whispered Leena to Bit.
Fredricks continued, "Before these copycat claims of abuse, were either of them ever in trouble with the law before?"
"No," replied Kendra.
"That's all Your Honor," said Fredricks. He knew a mother's belief in her kids was always a good form of character witness. Besides, a concerned mother always got people worked up. But he hadn't counted on Morrison's cross-examination.
"Mrs. Champ," she inquired, "Do either of your children have a problem if they don't get their way? I mean, when one has something and the other wants it…"
"Why do you think we buy two of everything? Neither of them has ever had an instance in play were they didn't get their way," she answered.
Seeing she'd struck a nerve, Morrison wondered, "What about if a servant doesn't give them exactly what they want?"
"We punish him or her," Kendra stated, "Our angles are always to be pleased." Then, Morrison had no further questions, and it was her husband Maurice's turn.
Like his wife, Maurice was asked some questions about the children's character. And also like Kendra, he had nothing but praise. But his biggest bombshell, was saying that he had no other heirs. Maurice hoped to—if nothing else—play on the fact that his company was going to be in trouble if his children were in prison.
But Morrison was prepared. "Mr. Champ, you own a multi-million dollar company, is that correct?" she asked.
Maurice exclaimed, "That's a silly question, of course I do."
"And your children can do anything they want with it," she inquired, "Even use it to—hypothetically speaking—pay off people to keep wrongdoing a secret?"
With all his heart, Maurice wanted to say they weren't allowed. But he was under oath to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. So he only said, "Yes, if they wanted to."
Morrison rested. Then, Fredricks began to call his first star witness, Harry Champ.
"Mr. Champ," he inquired, "Did you date Leena Toros from February 16th to August 16th?"
"Yes," replied Harry.
"And did you care for her?" he wondered.
Harry looked taken back. "Of course I did. As well as every other girl I ever dated. Leena was my angel, my sweet pumpkin, my…"
"Mr. Champ, we don't need the extended metaphors," said the clearly annoyed judge. Fredricks was, at that point, out of questions. Morrison then began her cross-examination.
"Mr. Champ," she asked, "Did you ever ask Leena to have sex with you?"
Harry didn't know what to say. No prosecutor had ever asked him that question before. So he had to improvise an answer, because he didn't want to be held on perjury charges since he hadn't paid the jury out on that one. "Yes, but I thought all people in love had sex." No doubt that his clueless statement caused a few snickers from the more perverted members of the audience.
"And if she refused…" pressed Morrison.
Harry replied, "Well, maybe I lost my temper a little, but I don't believe I hurt her that badly." Everyone began to snicker again, since they'd seen the pictures of her bruises. No one could figure out how stupid the young man really was. Seeing this damaged Harry's character greatly, Morrison rested her testimony on Harry.
Mary was next. "Ms. Champ, did you date Bit Cloud from August 23rd of last year to the same day of this year?" Fredricks asked.
"Yes," Mary replied.
"And in that time," he continued, "Did you have sex with him at any point?"
"Of course not," answered Mary. Which was true, he had always chosen torture over a night spent in her arms. Also, any attempt to rape him had been met with extreme resistance, so she'd given up on it after awhile. Even though she was as wicked as Harry, Mary wasn't as stupid.
Fredricks continued onto the matter of her other boyfriends, and asked if she really loved any of them. Mary stated that indeed she did, and any misunderstandings they may have had about the fact were completely false. He decided to rest at that point.
As usual, Morrison had a completely flawless cross-examination ready. She asked the young girl if she had any violent fights with her brother when they were children. Usually, violence from a young age led to a violent adolescence and adulthood.
"No," she replied, "We always got along with each other."
Finally, Morrison asked about her relatives. "Were any of them especially violent towards either of you when you were young?"
Mary hesitated for a few moments before answering the question. "Yes…my mom's sister was a sadomasochist. If you don't know what that is, it is a person who loves inflicting and being inflicted with pain. So she was always beating on my family members and begging us to hurt her as well. No one really talks about it much, on account of it being one of the dark blots on our family tree." At that moment, Mary started to cry.
Morrison rested. She then handed a handkerchief to the young woman. "There there, it'll be ok. You should have gotten psychiatric help long ago," she stated.
With no more witnesses, Fredrick rested his case. After closing arguments—with Morrison not only telling the jury of the Champ siblings' guilt, but their obvious need for psychiatric help, and Fredrick just blowing smoke—the jury went to deliberate. Everyone waited with baited breath.
- - - -
That's one thing I can say for Harry, he's honest. In the show, all his lying is more on the line of his stupidity than on him being malicious. And the little they show of Mary seems to indicate that she's the smarter of the two, and all her comments are more along the "dumb blond" stereotype line. If you've read my "Legend of the Organoid" stories, you'd know that I named Harry's son Maurice. So now we know he named his son for his father. The jury's decision and the epilogue coming soon.