Alright, before I continue, I need to remember a few things... Um... Alright, first... Haha, My poor beta was asking me if DigitalDreamer is going to kill me for writing a Mary Sue made by her. Thing is, she WAS made by her. In fact, if you hop over into her little profile, you can see the story where she first appears. You know, it has "Mary Sue" in the title. Also, I was given total and complete permission to use Sakura Tenshi, I've just been forgetting to mention so about SEVENTEEN BILLION TIMES. So now it's off my chest.

Second part, my poor beta was ALSO worried about the second Mary Sue that appears here, right towards the beginning. Just look down, and then back up here. See her? Yeah, he was running around like a chicken with his head cut off. I had to explain to him the awful, terrible truth. She's canon. So sit back, and witness, the best canon Mary Sue since Aeris/th/thththththththth. Or something.

If I forgot something again, just look up at the first thing I forgot, seventeen billion times. I tend to do so. So have fun reading!

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Phoenix Wright: MangaLandian Attorney
Case File 1; Turnabout Pirates
Day 3: Investigation

January 19, 5:01
Going Merry Go
Galley

The chair I was sitting in was rather plush. It took all my willpower not to pass out in its loving embrace. The rest of my power was focused on a book in front of me. Exams were coming up, and if I was going to be a defense attorney, I was going to have to work really hard! Although… perhaps I should have stopped

I hardly noticed when the library's doors opened, although I was able to look up at the young woman that was walking into the place. She had a transparent silken shawl, and was dressed in the finest of pink silk. Covering her head from the sunlight was a pink and white parasol, and her face was delicate enough to show the obvious innocence that she possessed. She seemed to be looking for something, and I wondered if she was new to the campus, maybe lost here in Yuumei University? I closed my book and stood up, and the slight shifting noise I made attracted her attention to me.

"You…" She murmured, taking a step forward. Her smile made me smile widely, "What's your name…?"

"Me…?" I asked, rubbing the back of my spiky hair as I approached her, "It's Phoenix, Phoenix Wright."

"I knew it!" She said, clasping her hands together, her face brightening. I blushed a bit at her beautiful face, "I knew it, the very moment I saw your face, your name is 'Phoenix Wright'! Although, you sound more like a 'Ryu-chan', to me."

"R… Ryu-chan?" I asked, blushing redder than a beet. She smiled, and clasped her hand around a pendant that hung around her neck.

"I… This was a gift from my father, he's an aristocrat, you see," She said, giggling at the way I was blushing, "I promised my family that I would give this to my one true love."

"Your… what…?"

"Don't you see, Ryu-chan?" The woman asked, gracefully flipping the necklace off (and, amazingly, it didn't get caught in her beautifully red/orange hair), and she pressed the pendant into my hands, "It was… destiny, destiny that we would meet. We shouldn't defy the laws of Fate. Ryu-chan, for better or for worse, we'll be together, forever… This locket will be our promise to each other. We'll always be together, it's destiny."

I could barely contain my joy. It was strange; I felt the exact same way. It was destiny that the two of us had met that very day; it was destiny that the two of us should stay together forever… "Yeah… there's just one thing…" The woman blinked at me questioningly as I clasped the necklace around my neck, fingering it slightly, "What's your name, anyway?"

"My name?" She asked, surprised. She giggled, and the light laughter made me laugh as well. We chuckled together for a moment, and when she finally stopped, she took my shoulder, and lifted herself on her tiptoes to whisper into my ear, "You need to remember my name forever, Ryu-chan, it's…"

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"Rise and shine, Nick!" I turned to the side, trying to get the light that was shining on me out of my eyes. I wanted to finish the dream; it was so familiar… "Nick! It's breakfast time, and you're sleeping on my chair!"

"Five more minutes, Luffy…" I grumbled, "What was her naaaame…?"

"Whose name?" My eyes shot open, and I looked up at the captain of the Straw Hat Pirates, who was shining a flashlight in my eyes. THAT was where the light suddenly came from. With a yawn, I sat up from my "bed", which was really one of the galley's table's benches. Last night's party was really wild, and Zoro had dumped down two bottles of Sake down my throat. That was more alcohol than I'd had in most sittings, and I was out like a light. Well, to Zoro, it probably wasn't "enough" alcohol, because I could still remember most of the events that happened last night. Most of them, of course… "You didn't answer, Nick! Whose name do you want to know?"

"Nothing," I replied, yawning, "It was in my dream. I already forgot it," For a defense attorney intent on finding the truth, I WAS very good at thinking up lies on the fly.

"Awww, too bad," Luffy whined, but let it drop now that his chair was open. He settled down right on his seat, and I sighed: my over shirt that I was using as a pillow was on the bench where the captain was now sitting. He seemed to have noticed his seat was softer than usual, but didn't talk about it. I loosened my tie and leaned on the table with my elbow, yawning rather loudly as the smell of breakfast finally wafted through my nose. My eyes moved to see Sanji, working on the pancakes that were to be served to the rest of the pirates.

"Good morning, Attorney-san," My other hand raised a bit and writhed a bit. It was supposed to be a wave, but I was never really a giant fan of waking up with a flashlight in my face. It happened once, when Maya was quite annoyed that I wasn't getting up early enough to get the limited edition Steel Samurai doll that apparently only I could buy for her because she was too young to work. Or something…

"Morning," I replied as everyone settled down, although I was soon kicked from my seat when Usopp whined that about the fact that he sat there EVERYDAY! With a dejected look, I retired to the corner to go over the court records again. It was always good to be familiar with the evidence one had.

"So, what's the plan?" I looked up to see Sanji addressing me. He was handing me some pancakes, drizzled with syrup (although no butter, I'd have to go get THAT myself), "You know, you're not half bad, Wright. It's been a while since I've seen someone who lets EVERYONE walk all over him."

I took the plate with a grunt, "That's not true," I said, looking at the breakfast on the plate, "Hey! Where's my fork?"

"Get it yourself, chickenwuss," He replied, turning around to attend to Nami and Robin. Now, I wasn't going to take that sitting down! I stood straight up, raised my hand, and opened my mouth, "If you got something against me, then you can speak to my foot."

"I'll get it myself," I said quickly, trotting over to the table to pick up a few pieces of silverware. I didn't mind being called a chickenwuss as long as I kept the natural shape of my face.

"So, Nick, is there any help you need?" Chopper asked as I settled down to eat my breakfast.

"Well, first, I'd like someone to get off my over coat," I said. It was obvious to everyone but the person I was addressing who I was talking about. They all stared at Luffy, who looked down and gave a loud exclamation.

"OOOOOOH!" He said, standing up to pick up the now extremely wrinkled coat, "Sorry, Nick, I didn't notice,"

"It's… okay, but I think if people are going to see me as an actual attorney, it'll need to be ironed. It's all wrinkled!"

"Ironed…" Nami murmured. There was silence for a bit, as no one was stepping up for the job. It was obvious; I wasn't one of them, so it was only natural that they wouldn't want to do work for me.

Therefore, it came as a slight surprise that the captain took a thoughtful look at the coat and nodded, "I'll do it then, while you finish your food!"

"But… Luffy… you haven't eaten everyone else's share of the food!" Usopp cried. He then thought about it a moment, "And besides, you've never worked an iron…"

"I'll learn! Robin, come help me iron the coat!" Luffy said, rushing from the room, the coat in tow. The elder woman stood, a smile on her face, and she followed the captain from the room. Everyone turned slowly to stare at me as I dug into my food, looking at such things as the photo and a few testimonies out of the corner of my eye. I did know that they were looking at me, and I did my best to ignore them. I… guess they weren't used to their captain doing something like that for an outsider. Was that it? I'll just take that.

It took me a few minutes to finish my pancakes, and I stood to take care of the dishes. There, in the sink, were the dishes of everyone else, and I turned to them, "So… do I do my own dishes so the person on dish duty doesn't have to?"

The group stared at me, and suddenly Sanji smiled, "No, but you got cleaning duty next week."

It was a long time since I gave a genuine smile, "Alright, I will," Was my reply, turning to place my dishes in the sink. I wasn't exactly sure, but I think I was just invited into their "Frat House". The smile that had spread across my face began to widen. Luffy mentioned that his friends were "Nakama". Was I an official member now, I wonder…?

"Nick! I finished it! Robin helped out a lot!" Luffy burst through the door to the galley and thrust the coat at me. It was pretty good; Robin must have done most of the work. I slipped it on and fixed my tie, and pretty soon I was ready for investigations! Except for one thing… Something seemed missing…

"Attorney-san," Robin entered the galley behind me, holding something in her hand, "This was on your coat. I had to take it off to make sure Captain-San didn't do anything drastic."

"Ahhh, that's what was missing," I said, taking the tiny round badge from her hand. I applied it to my coat, and smiled, "Without this in my wor… Earth, no one would ever believe I was a defense attorney!"

"That's a badge for defense attorneys?" Luffy said, staring intently at the small, spherical gold plated object, "I want one now!" I began to sweat. I really wondered if Luffy would be able to devote 4 years of college (Not to mention a few more years of apprenticeship) to learning how to be an attorney just because of a little badge…

"Alright, I'm ready to go! See you all again!" I said, leaving the place with a wave, the court record tucked tenderly under my arm. It was kind of sad that I wasn't taking anyone else along, but I bet the only person who would volunteer for this kind of work was Luffy, and he was under house arrest (or was it "Ship arrest"?). Bail can be paid, but he was still suspected of murder…

Besides, I wasn't that close to the rest of them yet, so I couldn't just ask them to help out. I… wasn't that kind of person who needed to depend on others to get me out of this kind of thing; I've been a defense attorney for an entire year! I could do an investigation by myself, for once! Now, first of all, there was that man in town that sold Luffy those medicines. I'd better head over there first thing.

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January 19, 5:55
No-Name Town
Town Square

By the time I got to the square, I could tell that no one in their right mind would be up and about. Perhaps I could have stayed back at the Going Merry and talked to the pirates a little more…

"Excuse me…" The hairs on the back of my neck rose when I heard that sickly sweet voice, "Are you lost, Wright-san?"

"Guuuh," I turned towards Sakura Tenshi, the only one really wandering about at this hour (Aside from me), "N… No… I just…"

"Is something the matter?" Sakura asked, jutting her hip out and placing her right hand, bandaged from her wrist to her elbow, upon the very hip. She used her other hand to stroke her chin, and I had to take a step back to steady myself, "Oh! You're investigating! Can I help you with it?"

"Wh… Why would you want to help me?" I asked incredulously. This woman had something up her sleeve, "You were the WITNESS, trying to get your own 'One True Love' indicted for murder!"

"They say you can let bygones be bygones, you know," The Mary Sue giggled, making me sweat a bit. That sounded a lot like Lotta, the photographer… "You can let me help! Come on, Wright-san, or…" she closed her eyes, creating dramatic tension. When she opened them, I could feel the hair on the back of my neck rise, "Or should I say, Ryu-chan…?"

"You… who ARE you?" I cried, backing into the square's fountain. I nearly fell backwards into the water. How… how could she know…? How could she know something I've been forgetting all these years…?

"You silly human…" Sakura flipped her hair back, and the shining blonde-with-natural-azure-highlights hair caught the sunlight and it shone brightly, "You don't understand that Mary Sues can learn anything they want. All you have to do is squeeze information from the right Fangirl…

"And you can learn the secrets of any MangaLandian known to man. Like how, when you were young and impressionable, at the tender age of 21… the eye of every person at Yuumei University was following you." When she noticed that I wasn't sure what she was talking about, she laughed a laugh that sounded of beautiful bells ringing in the sunlight, "She certainly is beautiful; it's almost as if she's… a Mary Sue…"

"Chii-chan was HUMAN!" I roared, slamming my foot down and staring the beautiful woman down. How DARE Sakura demean her? How dare she call his Chii-chan… less than human…?

"Ahhhh, so you remember your nickname for her, then," Sakura murmured, a sly smile crossing her face. Now that I think back, I think she was trying to pull this information out of me… I just couldn't tell at the moment, I was practically seeing red. It was one of the first times in my life that I felt this… angry, "And now I think you're remembering why you took this case in the first place. Didn't that orange haired navigator remind you of anyone?"

I quirked my eyebrow and my mouth moved to speak the name of the woman, "Na…mi…?"

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The woman stood on her tiptoes so she could whisper into my ear, "You need to remember my name forever, Ryu-chan, it's…

"Chinami…"

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"Chii-chan's name was Chinami…" I reeled at the thought. Was it true that seeing Nami made me think of that woman so long ago? But why would I ever forget about her? Why would I ever want to forget…?

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"Mia… Mia!" I cried. Mia Fey, the defense attorney, MY defense attorney, turned to me, and I sneezed loudly, "I..." I sniffed, "I can't believe it. I can't believe that was my Chii-chan on the stand! I can't believe that!"

I sneezed again, louder than before. This cold was getting worse without my cough syrup… "I… It couldn't have been the Chii-chan I knew all this time…"

Mia tapped her cheek, looking at me, the foolish looking young man who was sniffling from both sadness and sickness, and she solemnly shook her head, "Phoenix… It's… it's best you forget about Chinami. Overall, I think it… may help you."

"I… just wish…" I sniffed again, "That it didn't come to this…"

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"All those years ago, I did my best to forget about Chii-chan because of that one case. My future boss, the Chief, Mia… told me to forget about her… but why?" I pressed my knuckles against my temples in thought, "I can't remember!"

"Well, I hope that helped," Sakura murmured, looking away, "Ahhh, look, the town is livening up. Perhaps now it's time for us to go our separate ways? You to continue your investigation now…"

"Wait, do YOU know?" I took a step forward, my arm outstretched. I needed another clue, just one more clue, and I'd remember! "Sakura, please!"

"It's amazing…" She turned towards me, and that smile she gave reminded me of my Chii-chan… "You act just like you did around me than you did with Chinami. The question is, should I take advantage of that…?" And, without another word, she began to walk away, and she disappeared into the slowly growing crowd.

Gone… she was gone… and with her, the last piece of the puzzle. Worst part was, that was the biggest piece! I felt lightheaded, and I dropped onto the stone fountain, rubbing my hurting head. Sakura was right. I needed to get back to my investigation, but my mind was filled with thoughts of… HER… How could I do my work when my own memories were failing me?

"Oiiii! Nick, wait up!" That voice snapped me from my (Very… very… out of character) thoughts, and I was relieved when Usopp and Chopper (the two of them again?) caught up to me. Chopper was looking quite different, running around on all fours like a reindeer should. Perhaps he could transform? It probably had something to do with those "Devil Fruits" Sakura spoke of during yesterday's trial, "You know, you're not always this 'gung ho' about your job, are you? We wanted to come with you and see what you could do. You ran out before we could finish our breakfast!"

"I didn't ask you to come," I said, and although I didn't mean for it to sound dismissive, their downcast looks told me it did. Sighing, I smiled and said, "But… I'd like the company. If you don't mind."

"Really?" Chopper clapped his hooves together, "Great! We're the luckiest Straw Hats, we're the ones who get to watch Nick get Luffy off the hook!"

Usopp chuckled, "Yeah, you see, everyone else wanted to come along to see you in action. You know, it's all about the captain and all…" I began to sweat. Of COURSE they all wanted to come when I thought they wouldn't! My brilliant powers of deduction with the pirates didn't give me any confidence with deducing much else… "Nick? Something wrong?"

"N… No…" I replied, standing. I stretched a bit, memories of Chinami all but disappeared for such thoughts as investigations, "Well, first things first, I need to go check out that shop where Luffy got those surgery gloves. If we can get some clues there, then we may be able to crack this case open."

"Alright! Lead the way, Nick!" The two pirates said, urging me on. I smiled brightly as the three of us walked towards the medicine shop. It was more than a little exciting to feel like an attorney again. It always made me feel so alive!

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January 19, 8:19
No-Name Town
Medical Supplies 4 U

"Are you here to buy some medicines?" The woman behind the counter asked, inspecting a bottle and placing it upon the counter. Chopper looked like he really wanted to take a look at the medicine, but I supposed that others were as used to seeing a human-reindeer as I was, "The name's Theresa Putic, but you can call me Thera. Can I help you with anything?"

I shook my head and leaned on the counter, folding my hands and twiddling my thumbs, "I just need some information, if you don't mind," The woman quirked an eyebrow, and looked even more confused when I flashed her my badge, still connected to my over shirt's collar. I sighed, "You've heard of that murder, right? A few days before? I'm the defense attorney for the case."

"And you need to talk to me?" The medicine woman said, now looking more confused, "But you aren't dressed like a Marine. How can you be affiliated with them?"

"Look, pal, I'll have you know I'm the most feared pirate…" I cut Usopp off quickly with a hand swipe right under his nose, and turned back to Thera.

"Marines don't have defense attorneys, either. I'm not affiliated with Marines," I gave her a sincere smile; "I'm only after… the truth!"

She whistled at me, her eyes a little wide. She then returned to normal and sighed, "Tough words for a world like this. The truth in this world is black and white, Pirates and Marines, respectively. But…" Thera drew the bottle away from the counter and pulled out a rag, buffing her workplace as she said, "I'm ready to give you whatever information you may need. We need more truth detectives nowadays." (Truth detective… I liked the sound of that…)

"Alright then," I said, "Tell me…" I cut myself off as I lifted myself from the counter so the medicine woman could wipe where my arms were just a second before, "About a young boy who walked in here on the 16th. He was wearing a straw hat. Do you remember?"

"You mean the boy that was threatening to break all the medicine bottles I owned?" She asked, rubbing hard on a particularly nasty spot that needed extra buffing, "Yeah, he was like a whirlwind, rushing around and shouting, 'My doctor needs this and this!'"

"So, what did he get?" I asked, thinking a bit, "When he left, what was it he left with?"

"Well, after practically breaking every bottle in here," Chopper seemed to have shuddered at that thought, "I finally found a few of the necessities that the doctor may have liked. The boy paid for them, and I threw in some surgeon gloves for free."

"About these gloves…" I continued, pressing the matter, "What did the straw hat boy think of them?"

"Well, he really wasn't all that interested in them," Thera replied, "He kept saying things like, 'Oh, that's the one thing my doctor won't need!' as if said doctor didn't have opposable thumbs or something!" Usopp and I looked down at Chopper, nodded, and then returned to listening to the woman, "Anyway, I thought that the gloves would be the only thing that would get to the doctor in one piece, seeing that kid's wild personality. That's probably the only reason I tossed them at him." She nodded, "And that's that!"

I nodded a bit in sync with her, but something seemed weird. If Luffy didn't want the surgeon gloves, then that means he must not have figured them into the day! If that was so, then perhaps that meant he never did use them to attack the Fangirl! "You've been a great help. Thanks so much for everything! Usopp, Chopper, we're out of here."

"Right!" Usopp said. He turned back to Thera and waved, "Thanks again!" And with that, we were gone from the shop, "So, Nick, what's next?"

"Back to the scene of the crime," I said, "I need to check for any clues left behind," I sighed, "But if Edgeworth is there still… I doubt we'll be able to get much…"

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January 19, 12:36
1342 Wrong Way St.
Back Alleyway

"Still bloodied beyond possibility…" I muttered, shuddering involuntarily at the blood stains upon the ground, "Well, nothing new here, really. We'll just have to check a little harder than last time, alright?"

"Hold it right there," I felt a chill run up my spine when Edgeworth's voice called out to me. Whirling around rather quickly, I saw the former prosecutor, his nose slightly tilted towards the heavens, "Before you go snooping around, I need to tell you something."

"I'm sorry, Edgeworth," I said, "but I need to…"

"I need to tell you about this photo I got," He interrupted me, pulling something out of his over shirt's under pocket. I blinked when he showed it off to me, "I finally figured out how to make that thing give its information to me." He motioned skyward, and everyone's eyes followed. There, towards the top of a large house, was a strange snail-like creature. It looked rather… slow and sleepy… as if it were taking some sort of soporific drug.

"Ahhh, it's a recorder Den Den Mushi," Usopp said, nodding at it, "It's meant to take pictures for us. I think that one…"

"Was put up by the neighborhood to catch thieves on camera," Edgeworth finished for the pirate, not leaving him a chance to continue, "Which leaves us with this picture. I gave the picture to Tashigi for her to inspect, but I thought you may need it as well," I blinked at the man, and he continued, "So Gumshoe had a copy made, and I figured… you'd need to see it before the trial tomorrow,"

It was then that I finally got a good look at the photo Edgeworth had gotten for me. The color began to drain from my face. It… was a poor quality photo (the quality probably came from the poor muchi or den or whatever) of Luffy, who was facing away from the camera, standing over the prone body of Imra Bid, a katana sticking from her chest. The water was still in the potholes, and the skinny Luffy was wearing his normal cloths, a red monkey vest and a ragged pair of shorts. I knew exactly why Edgeworth thought I NEEDED to see this, "You're saying it's impossible…"

"I'm saying that it's time for you to accept that you're defending a murderer," Edgeworth replied, closing his eyes and drumming his fingers on his crossed arms, "Well, Wright?"

"I just… can't accept it…" I murmured, staring at the photo, "something's weird with this photo…"

"Luffy's missing his hat…" Usopp said, pointing at the character in the photo, "Luffy never leaves his hat alone, it's his treasure."

"It probably fell off somewhere," Edgeworth pointed out, his arms still crossed. Chopper and Usopp glared at the former prosecutor, "At least, that's what the prosecution will say. Never underestimate their ruthlessness when it comes to convicting someone they believe is guilty of a crime. Trust me; I know what they think…"

"Nick! Are you just going to let him talk to us that wa… Nick…?" Chopper tugged at my pant leg with his teeth when the doctor noticed that I was still staring at the picture, "Nick? What's wrong?"

"His arm…" I said, pointing at the arm in question, "His right arm… is covered in blood." I closed my eyes, trying to remember where I had seen something like this before. A right arm… with blood? I would have to keep that in mind, "Thanks a lot, Edgeworth, it means a lot to me."

"Don't thank me," He replied, "There are other kinds of evidence I gave to the prosecution that I'm not able to give to you. Tashigi's done with her work today, which means I am too. You're free to check this place out, then, because I doubt there will be much left for you to find," He turned around, and Usopp gave my friend a rude gesture. He hid it after Edgeworth turned back towards me, his eyes narrowed, "I don't need to tell you not to mess this scene up, but I'm saying it to THEM," He didn't point at the pirates. He didn't need to; we all knew who he was referring to, "If you change the scene of the crime in any way to help your captain's case, that's 'falsifying evidence'."

"I don't used falsified evidence," I said, explaining what Edgeworth was speaking about, "If I have to use false evidence to get someone an innocent verdict, I'd rather throw my badge into the garbage disposal."

"But… Nick…" Usopp looked at Edgeworth, and then back to me, "Don't YOU trust us?"

"Of course I do," I replied, smiling, "I was just telling you what Edgeworth meant, you see."

"Well then, Gumshoe's already retired for the day. I'm heading back to the Fangirl Order's hotel as well. Do you want another 'good luck'?" I smiled at him, and he closed his eyes quietly, "Very well, good luck to you, Mr. Wright."

"Thanks, Edgeworth," I replied with a professional nod, and then the former prosecutor rounded a corner and was gone.

"Well then, we're on our own here! Let's start looking around!" Usopp said. Chopper suddenly transformed into his tiny human form, right before my eyes. It freaked me out a bit, actually… Nevertheless, the three of us soon split up and searched the place. Hopefully they would find something, but with Gumshoe and Edgeworth looking over the place twice, anything that was left behind was probably purposeful…

"Hey! Nick, over here!" The doctor cried, "I think I found something!" The three of us surrounded the one last clue we got for the day. It was…

"Gloves… rubber surgeon gloves… all over the place…" I murmured. It was as if someone had flung them across the scene… something was definitely weird here… "I think we should take one or two along with us. It'll probably be of some use." And with that, I added the rubber gloves to the court record.

"Doesn't seem like there's anything else here," Usopp said, "Do you think this is enough?"

I looked at the stuff I had, and sighed, "It's all I really can work with. I'll have to make the best of it. I have to make this count tomorrow in court," I looked at Usopp and Chopper, smiling brightly, "Thanks, you two, you really helped me out."

"MORON!" Chopper shouted, smiling happily, "Sucking up to me won't work! You're such a jerk! I hate you! MORON!" I chuckled. He certainly looked happy…

The three of us left the scene quickly, but not silently. While I was busy thinking of what plans to enact during the trial tomorrow, the two behind me began conversing to themselves what outlandish plan I was going to enact during the trial tomorrow. Of course, 95 of them were completely bogus, and the other five percent was feasible. However, I would need something better than "feasible" to get Luffy off the hook. I would need something called "genius". I just wished that most of my "genius" moments didn't come about on the fly…

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To Be Continued…

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So, don't be like me. Don't forget!

Don't forget what? REVIEWING! Gah! Do I have to remember EVERYTHING? You guys seriously would be in big trouble if I did.