Apollo was working hard in the office. Phoenix and Trucy seemed to be absent today. Well, it gave them a chance to work in silence. It's always been loud around Trucy since they both found out that they were half-siblings. Trucy seemed delighted, and could never take her eyes off him. It wasn't just any old stare too; it was a romantic one. Perhaps he was thinking too much; he couldn't put Trucy on trial for romance. Or could he? He was still a bit shaken up what happened a month ago.

He didn't know whether to regret it or not. They didn't know that they were related till after the one nightstand. He did kind of feel bad for taking advantage of Trucy's hyper mood. Well, he had to admit, Trucy was cute. She was quirky and fun to hang to be around. No, he shook his head; he didn't want dirty thoughts of his half-sister. That would be throwing Phoenix and Trucy's help back at their faces. Phoenix could technically be a father to him or a step-father. He took care of Trucy like his own child. He was essential for the first few of his cases and helped put Kristoph Gavin behind bars. If he found out that he slept with his adoptive daughter, he probably would need anger management. Phoenix was about to re-take his bar exam at some point. The last thing he wanted was to stress Phoenix out of failing his exam.

BANG!

Trucy suddenly jumped on the table. It rained cards. Apollo jumped off his seat, catching a card that slipped to his palms. Trucy giggled, smiling at him. A card placed in her hand too.

"Hey there, Polly!" Trucy cried out.

"Don't scare me like that!" Apollo snapped. "I got a trial tomorrow, against a top prosecutor tomorrow. I gotta concentrate."

"I thought it could be something we could talk about," Trucy said, jumping off the table. "Talk about the trial, you know it's your first trial what isn't a murder case." She was giving him that affectionate stare again. It was clear she took what happened last month seriously, even after finding out that they were related â€" she didn't seem to care. Apollo wanted to found out why. Perhaps the fact it was wrong, made Trucy attract to him even more. He didn't know: he wasn't an expert in females. "Who's the prosecutor?"

"Franziska Von Karma!" Apollo replied, "daughter of a legendary prosecutor Manfred Von Karma, I studied the Von Karma family. From what I've heard, she sounds ruthless: she's only lost to Phoenix. Klavier's bragged about her non-stop! He went on about how she's a prosecuting princess."

"Is she's from Germany?" Trucy said.

"Yeah," Apollo replied. "That must be how Klavier knows her. He also said he was not afraid to use her whip in the courtroom."Must concentrate on the trail tomorrow. He could get knocked out by whips if he wasn't fully focused or prepared. The mental image frightened his intelligence off.

"I could ask Daddy about her," Trucy offered her help, "he should know a lot of stuff about her. She sounds mean. Anyway, Daddy's introducing you to Maya. I could ask him then."

"Who's Maya?"

"She used to be Daddy's assistant; she's really nice. I was good friends with her cousin, Pearl too. " Trucy giggled. "Polly..."

"Yeah..."

"I wanna show you a trick, which involves a stick."

Apollo remained silent: he just gained focus, which he didn't want to lose now! Trucy's skirt as getting shorter by the second... he shook his head again. "Come on, Apollo," he whispered to himself, "Franziska sounds lethal, I gotta make sure all the evidence and paperwork is ready."

"You okay Polly-babes?"

"What the-, of course, I'm fine!" He used to be named Polly, but babes seemed to have randomly escaped Trucy's tongue.

"She seems to be scaring you?" Trucy gasped at his shaking.

"I'm not scared of her," lied Apollo. Though to be honest, he was afraid - terrified. He could handle Payne and Klavier and would be willing to give Edgeworth a go, but Franziska was a different story. If she won, she would taunt him, and if she lost, she would taunt him more. He knew he was going to be screwed, whatever the result. In short, she sounded very scary. His client was Wocky Kitaki again. He must have kept his old ways since his fiancée, Alita was in prisoned or framed again. Wocky was still a trouble magnet despite his father no longer being a mob boss. Franziska would probably have no problem getting a guilty verdict. But if he got Wocky, a not guilty verdict before, he could give him one again. He was sure of it.

"Aww," Trucy wrapped her arms around her half-brother. Deliberately placing her chest in level with his head. "You are scared; maybe I should lighten you up." Her constant bouncing became uncomfortable for Apollo. "You're so cute when you're nervous Polly-babes."

"Not in the way I thi-"

Before he could even ask, his worst fear had been realized; a passionate kiss threw him off. Just like the last time, Trucy's breasts gave a softness against his chest. Her lips playing on and around his mouth and tongue. "Another thing," Trucy whispered. "We should try a sixty-nine, we never got to do that last time. I got 6 hearts on my card," she flashed the card with six red hearts on to Apollo. He gulped, becoming silent. "Your card has to be 9 hearts for this trick to work. Have I got my magic panties on today?" she asked herself. "Let's check." She lifted her skirt more, showing the panties that Apollo could very well remember. "Yes I have, I need them for this trick too. Now show me your card."

"Incest is illegal in some countries you know," Apollo warned. He lost focus again; Trucy was an expert in distraction. He was sure it was illegal in some countries, not to mention morally frown upon. Trucy didn't seem to mind or care, as if she embraced what was forbidden. He didn't recall asking to see Trucy's trick bit he thought it would be best to get it over and done with first. He gulped the minute he checked his card, the nines at each corner, and the hearts counted up to nine so clearly.

"Not incest," Trucy replied. "IT'S WINCEST! Now show me the card."

Apollo flashed the card, and Trucy jumped with joy.

"Okay now Apollo, put your free down my panties," Trucy requested.

"WHERE?" Apollo shrieked. He scooted back, speechless and unable to find words. Did he really have to do it? He squinted, scratching his head and turned away. Leaving Trucy out stone cold.

"You know you want to." Trucy winked holding his hand. "Let's have some fun."

"I think your idea of fun has gone way too far!"

"Daddy doesn't have to know."

"Don't you think we should close the door?" Apollo spat out. Trucy frowned staring at him whilst removing her cape. He stared down for a second and noticed her rubbing down below. She was letting out some small squeals. Apollo dashed near the door and pulled the door handle towards him. Not long after the slam, Trucy's arms held a strong grip on Apollo. Trucy pulled Apollo's jacket and claimed his lips again. There was no way out of this one. At last, Apollo filled Trucy's request, and his fingers tickled her backside. "Just get it over and done with," he muttered to himself.

BOOM

Their clothes had vanished. Trucy hugged his bare skin. Apollo felt as if his stomach had exploded. Their chests compressed together, almost like a battlefield. Trucy's hat bounced on the carpet, revealing inches of various fabric. "Our clothes are in there?"

"Yes," Trucy replied, "it's a good trick, took me ages to master it."

Apollo found himself caught in a strange indulgence. Trucy embraced it, moving with innocence. Just like the last time, she allowed Apollo to dominate her like this. His heart pumped faster. Trucy's overwhelming desire was undeniable. The way Trucy swept him for another kiss; he still couldn't understand why she'd still want him. Oh, God. Apollo put his head in her chest, caressing her with his tongue. Trucy's trick had become a success.

"At least, that lady is off your mind," mentioned Trucy, stroking his cheek. "You can focus on me now."

Why was it that she had to be such a turn on?

She let out an aroused giggle. "You know even though we're related; I still feel the way I did for you. I know the thought of us would seem kinda gross, but I don't really..." She didn't have to tell him â€" he knew already. It was very thoughtful of her to say he can admit. She smiled as she patted his cheek. They twirled, with Trucy on sitting upwards, her back faced Apollo, who was laying on the desk. It wasn't as nerve-racking as last time, since they've already had their first time. Trucy's face moved over to his erection and pleased it with her tongue.

Apollo planted kisses around her vagina like little traces of love. The more he felt Trucy suck him off, the more he wanted it. Strange because he vowed that he wouldn't do it with her again. He did as he felt obliged to do, licked inside. His tongue gracefully danced around her vulva lips. As his tongue got deeper, he felt her clitoris. His face jiggled from the sensation.

His half-sister continued touching his genitalia, stroking his balls with her delicate fingers. High-pitch moans escaped from her mouth, as her head swayed forwards and backwards, licking every inch of his slid off the table with Apollo quickly bouncing on his feet for her. She threw herself into his arms, spreading her legs willingly. Trucy squealed in the rhythm of his thrusts. His kiss almost muted her. Her heart pumped like rushing blood. She felt the urge to moan louder in heated up passion. After much thrusting and touching, Trucy's legs fell to slumber. Apollo gently left her lying on the table. She grabbed her hat from under the table. Apollo could still hear her panting.

"That was fun!" Trucy exclaimed. She handed Apollo his clothes. "It's a scorching day today." Trucy pondered off near the windows, slipping on her clothes. Apollo sighed: Trucy was so carefree. Apollo gulped until his half-sister was decent. By the time her cape rested upon her neck, Apollo was dressed in an instant. Only one word could describe how he was feeling: thrilled.

"You know, we're lucky no one just walked in on us right," Apollo mentioned. "I think we'd be screwed if we were."

"The danger of it was pretty fun, though, right?"

"Yeah..."

"NICK!" someone screamed just as Phoenix was about to enter the door. The voice sounded like it was from a familiar woman. Phoenix turned, seeing a familiar girl behind him. He could never forget those purple robes and dark hair, nor the way those eyes used to sparkle to burgers. It was his former assistant: Maya Fey.

"Hey, Maya," Phoenix responded. "What's up?" Maya froze and gasped at his appearance.

"You've changed a lot since getting disbarred," Maya admitted. "I didn't know whether it was you or not." She knew this was a different Phoenix she used to know. He was a huge contrast to the lawyer in the smart blue suit. "But I love the hat. " She found the aqua hat, with papa stamped in pink with a badge stamped adorably. It stood out to his darker clothes. "Nick, you've matured a lot since we first met. "

"Gee, thanks," Phoenix chuckled. "So being the master in Kurain must be a huge responsibility, huh?"

"Yeah, it's hard work, don't get a lot of free time on my hands now. Working with Franziska's the hardest, though."

Phoenix felt a tint of laughter, "Nice one Maya. Glad to see you're still the Maya I used to know. How're Pearls?"

"Well, she's perfect. She says she misses you and Trucy." Trucy and Pearl were in the same school for a couple of months, until Trucy had to change schools. He hadn't seen much of Pearl since. "Pearl's got a new cellphone, quite an expensive one. I did have to ask for a donation from Franziska, though."

"I see," responded Phoenix.

"Anyway, I've come to wish you good luck on re-taking your exam," Maya replied. "I would have done it by e-mail, but our computer broke, and Franziska lets nobody touch her laptop. Besides, I thought it would be better to wish you good luck in person. I also visited Iris in prison."

"I should have visited her last week," admitted Phoenix, "she seems to be doing well. "

"Did you hear Nick?" excitement rose in Maya's voice, "Iris is getting released next week."

"I thought she got some years left?"

"She's getting off early for good behaviour."

"Does Pearl know about Iris being her half-sister?" Phoenix asked out of curiosity. Two months before losing his badge, Pearl and Iris were involved in a murder case. At the time, Pearl had no idea that she had two half-sisters: Dahlia Hawthorne and Sister Iris. Dahlia was executed but returned from the dead to put Iris in prison. He wasn't surprised that Iris was getting sent free early for good behaviour after he found out he had been dating his ex's twin.

"I told Pearl about Iris six years ago." Maya replied, "she asked Aunt Morgan about it. Morgan requested to see me; then she slapped me."

"Mad old woman," Phoenix chuckled.

"Maya, who's that fool with the foolish hat!" a woman's voice called. A slender dress around her body, blending with her tights. Her body language and sharp and meant business. Nothing had changed about Franziska Von Karma, who marched towards them. A firm grip on her whip and a cold face. Everything about her was in proportion, as she eight years ago. Her hair gave an aqua shine. Her fierce eyes added to her hard-looking appearance. Franziska looked ready to whip someone right now. Maya jogged up to her, dragging Phoenix's jumper.

"Franzy it's Nick! He's retaking his bar exam!" Phoenix grinned.

Franziska froze. "You've changed so much Wright," Franziska said, shaking hands with him. "... I hardly recognized you."

"I hope you've been treating Maya well," Phoenix responded, scratching on his aqua hat. "I see you haven't changed one bit, Von Karma."

"As you can see," Franziska folded her arms. "I am still a beautiful and perfect prosecutor. Maya Fey is fine. I shall have no problems beating this Justice boy tomorrow."

"I wouldn't take your confidence too far if I were you," Phoenix warned Franziska.

"You do not have to worry, Mr Phoenix Wright," Franziska smiled, "the trial shall go according to plan."

Phoenix had no idea what she meant by 'according to plan'. All he knew was that Apollo was in for some hot whipping. "Anyway, Maya," Phoenix asked, "wanna meet Apollo and Trucy?"

"Of course," Maya replied, clapping her hands. She pulled onto Franziska's blank sleeve, "you should come too, Franzy."

"He's just in here work- OOPS!" Phoenix caught them in the act. Apollo and Trucy broke another of their passionate kisses. Trucy gasped, and Apollo froze â€" his hand resting on her waist.

"Hi, Daddy." Trucy waved. Apollo hid under the desk as soon as he could. "I was just showing Polly a trick, which um... required privacy."

"Seems like I caught you in a bad time Apollo," Phoenix admitted. "Sorry for the intrusion."

"Yes you did, " Apollo snapped, burying himself under the desk. "You could have knocked. "

"Anyway, Apollo and Trucy, this is Franziska Von Karma and my old assistant Maya Fey. Maya and Franziska, this is my lovely daughter, Trucy, and her half-brother, Apollo Justice." Apollo witnessed her trademark whip pondering on the floor. He felt uncomfortable watching her swing the leather about. Apollo was surprised how pretty she was: he was expecting someone large and perhaps hideous. Someone who looked a bit like Wocky's mother. Her facial expressions were a contrast to Maya, who waved to them in glee.

"I love your clothes, Trucy" Maya cheered, "and Apollo your hair rocks, too." At least Maya was kind, thought Apollo.

"So this incest loving fool is the lawyer tomorrow?" Franziska asked less than impressed. He wouldn't be shocked if incest was forbidden in Germany.

"It's wincest, Miss Pretty-Lady!" Trucy responded. Apollo considered Trucy lucky to have dodged the firing whip.

"That's the man!" Phoenix replied, still amazingly cool about it. As if Though Apollo figured he was just doing it because he had guests with him. "I guess I should get some noodles. Wanna join Maya?"

"Sure!" Maya accepted his offer without hassle. "By the way, good luck for tomorrow, " Maya told Apollo, "you'll need it."

With that, Maya, Phoenix and Franziska left the office, leaving Apollo and Trucy alone again.