Trying to make more content per chapter. It's actually quite difficult to do once a week – especially when you have no time. It is my only fanfiction at the moment though, so I don't have any excuses. Hopefully you'll enjoy this story of which I'm starting at 3 AM!

October 21st, 11:13 AM

Wright Anything Agency

Living Room

It's so boring…

28-year-old Athena Cykes lay flat on the couch, having no paperwork to sign, no cases to solve, and no bottle to flip. Athena couldn't leave her shift – if a client came in, she'd have to take them. She just prayed Trucy would come back before Mr. Wright forced her to clean the toilets.

Now, it can be assumed that Athena prayed correctly – the door opened a minute later to show Trucy and Maya's cousin looking cheerful as ever, with bags hanging on their wrists.

"Hey guys, where were you?" Athena got up from her horizontal state and walked over to the girls.

"At the mall," Trucy said, raising her wrists to show off the bags. "Pearl has never been to a mall before! She's never even bought any clothes other than her acolyte uniform!" The magician looked distressed, eyes wide and probably hoping to get a reaction similar to her own.

"Maybe the uniform is just comfortable, I don't know," Athena shrugged, not really wanting the conversation to be about Pearl's dressing habits. "Trucy, I need your help… I'm bored. Like… really bored."

Pearl looked like she had something to say, but was too polite to intervene in their conversation, so the spirit medium just nudged Trucy in hope that she would understand.

It seemed she did. "Oh, in a bit, we have to try on these new clothes! I'm sure Pearl is anxious to get into the newest trends! Or do you just want to impress Luke…?" Trucy said, turning her head toward Pearl on her last statement. A red stain crept up onto Pearl's cheeks. "O-Of course not! Come on, let's go!" The embarrassed medium walked toward Trucy's room. The remaining magician just shrugged to Athena, then followed suit.

Leaving Athena there, once again, bored. Oh well, she thought, making the best of the situation, I'll just text Juniper to see if she's open soon.

"Tablecloth…. Check!

"Fancy dinner plates…. Check!

"Candles…. Wait, candles? Do we really need candles?"

"Yes!"

"Okay then. Check!"

"iPod and some slow 80's music…. Check!"

"Food….wait….did we get any food?"

"I don't think we wanted food cans anyway. We'll just get some McDonalds nuggets or something for them."

"Mystic Maya is into McDonalds, but she finishes the 20 pack in 2 minutes…"

"We'll buy a big container. Don't worry, McDonalds doesn't really break the bank."

"Alright."

Inventory looked pretty good for the two girls, who hid endless amounts of stuff for romance-making in their bags. Of course, it took a lot of persuasion on Trucy's part – Pearl wasn't a dishonest girl, as everybody around her knew. But then again, this whole operation required quite a lot of dishonesty.

The magician dug intently through the bag. "Is that all there is?"

Pearl looked at her list. "Uhm… yep! Now we can start to set u-"

Trucy cut her off, wagging her finger. "Wait a minute, Pearl. You're not going to escape new clothes THAT easily…" she said knowingly. While most of Trucy's words had been deception, it was true that the spirit medium had confessed to never trying on any clothes other than the ones provided to her by Kurain Village – her acolyte uniform and her school uniform. No one else in her school used a uniform, but she couldn't wear her acolyte uniform to school, so that's why she needed one. "Besides, I'm sure Luke would love to see you in some skinny jeans!"

Pearl's face felt like it was burning. "T-Trucy!" she stammered, embarrassed beyond belief. Pearl never really discussed her relationship with other people – a fact Trucy knew from being best friends with the girl for a few months. No matter how hard she tried, Pearl just didn't give up the dirt. It was quite unsatisfying for the naughty magician.

She smiled, hand on her hat. "Look, Pearl. Admit it. You don't know the first thing about fashion… and you want to learn, don't you?"

Pearl chewed her thumb on habit. "I guess it's piquing my interest a bit…"

"Perfect! Let's get started!" The magician pulled out an array of clothes out of the bottom of the shopping bag. "By the time we're done, Luke will be drooling!"

Athena opened the door in a flash, creating a gust of wind that flew throughout the agency. Mr. Wright would be home soon, and Athena was not cleaning any toilets any time soon.

Juniper stood before the orange-haired adult, motioning toward her Jeep. "Thena, come on! Let's go!"

"Of course!" Athena chirped, and she closed the door as fast as she had opened it. She sprinted toward the brown and black Jeep parked in front of the Agency and got in, fumbling with the seat belt. Juniper soon opened the driver's side, getting in and putting the key in the ignition.

"What are we going to do?" she asked. Juniper had heard about Athena's plight via text, but she hadn't specified where they were going to go. Just that Juniper would have to get there right away.

Athena turned and looked at her friend. "I don't know. That adds to the mystery of it, though, right!?"

Juniper sighed. "Thena, you never could be patient… don't you still have work to do?" she inquired, wondering how the hell she got paid when she ran off in the middle of a shift.

"No! Well… yes. But Mr. Wright is fine with it!" she reassured.

The newbie judge rolled her eyes. "Alright," she resigned, getting a squeal of excitement from Athena. Juniper was still a shy person, which sometimes got in the way of her job, but when she was with Athena she felt better. They had been friends for years, after all. And ever since he left, they had spent more time together.

Juniper was just about to put her foot on the gas when suddenly, Athena pointed her finger in front of her friend's face, pointing out the left side of the car. "Look, someone's pulling in!" she remarked.

This was not just some average joe, and anyone could tell by the car that looked like it cost more money to make than the Trump Tower.

It was a red muscle car, with indentations along the side. The car was sleek and was so low to the ground you would have expected there to be scrape marks behind it. The windshield was pointed at the ends and the car's hood was also rather pointed. The grill ran along the hood, and the headlights pointed slightly downwards, giving the car an angry look. Plus, it looked like someone polished it every day. It was, in other words, a massive chick magnet.

Which was made even more so when it parked in front of the Agency and its driver got out. The door was not manually opened either. It didn't have hinges on the side like most cars. Instead, it was connected to the top of the car and it swung upwards, seemingly hanging in the air. Athena was thinking about how much this car must have cost – and Juniper was thinking about how angry this guy would be if the car got wrecked in an accident.

Athena didn't really have time to admire the beast of a car, however: in fact, she was already jumping out the door of Juniper's Jeep to greet the customer. For one thing, she was worried – why did a client have to come while she was away? But another side of Athena was so excited it could burst. She could make SO much money from this! Rich clients paid like no tomorrow! She could get her own house, she could get her driver's licence, she could-

But all her thoughts and movements stopped when she saw those trademark sticks of hair.

She heard Juniper gasp from behind her.

At first, she was confused. Why would someone have Apollo's hairstyle? I knew he was famous, but not that famous… she worked out inwardly. But as her eyes scanned the rest of the "client" she realized this was no fan. The suit, the body… she remembered it all, even though she never wanted to.

It was, without a doubt, Apollo Justice. And he was currently walking toward the door of the Agency, completely unaware of the two women behind him.

All Athena could do was turn and look at Juniper, whose jaw was currently hitting the floor. "I-I-Is t-that…?" Juniper stammered, unable to believe her eyes.

Apollo reached for the door.

"Wait!" Athena yelled, coming out of her shock for a brief moment. "Apollo!"

The legend turned to see his former co-worker. His eyes widened, brown orbs the size of saucers.

"Athena!" he yelled, before sprinting over to her, who stood unmoving a few meters in front of the Jeep.

Athena seemed to still be shocked. Even though she wrapped her arms around Apollo when he hugged her, it all seemed like a dream to her…

…this can't be happening. No way, she thought, eyes trained on nothing. After 5 years… he came back…?

Athena pulled away for a second. "Wait a minute. It's been 5 years, and you decided to come back now? We were waiting for you, and then we all just gave up after you didn't come back. And after all that heartbreak, you come back now?"

Apollo scratched his neck. "It wasn't possible for me to come back, Athena. I finally could, and I did. I know you and the rest of the Agency is hurt, but you need to give me one more chance."

Juniper still was standing a few meters away, wanting to get into the conversation. "Um… Athena?"

Both lawyers turned their heads. Apollo realized the judge's presence, and walked over to her. "Juniper! It's been a while! I heard you became a judge!"

"Oh! Um… y-yeah, I did," Juniper managed to say, more nervous than she'd ever been in her life.

"Juniper and I were going to go out to eat, Apollo. If you'd excuse us…?" Athena demanded, walking toward the Jeep, anger evident in her tone.

"Oh… well, I kind of wanted to go out to eat with the Agency now, but since you guys aren't all there, can I come too?" Apollo suggested, a bit of a smirk in his voice. Athena could hear it, and it made her anger worse – but she considered what Apollo had said before. Maybe he really never had a chance, but it really required an investigation of her own. She'd give him this one chance, but he wouldn't get another, that was for sure.

After taking a brief look at Juniper, Athena resigned. "Fine… but you're paying for yourself. Let's go, Juniper," spat Athena, gripping the judge's arm and pulling her into the Jeep.

Apollo looked on in silence. He had expected this… but he hadn't expected it to be this rough. However, he realized the chance he had, and he sat in his muscle car, door sliding down, head back against it's respective rest.

This, he thought, will be a long drive.

There it is, chapter 7! Now that I'm done with that one, I have a bit of an announcement to make. I'm not going to be updating these weekly anymore. After looking at other successful authors and their schedules, I think I'm not getting enough content into each chapter. They should be 5000 words, max, so I'm going to start uploading them roughly every other Sunday. They may be a day early or late, but they should be about 2 weeks apart, which I think will work well. Also, I may start another story soon. Once an idea hits me, I'll be writing. It'll probably be a one-shot, though.

Thanks for your continued support, guys!