Here's the next chapter of wonderfully ultra-fantastic chaotic Final Fantasy Law!

Next case…The murmur trial. Gogo is being accused of murmuring in the courtroom.

Yuffie is standing outside of Vector Courts with a cameraman and a microphone. She grins and the red light shows she's on air. "Hiyee everybody! I decided to replace that dreadfully dull girl with green hair. We will now enter the courtroom and see what injustice, I mean, what the verdict will be for Gogo Spence."

They walk up the stairs and into the building. They pass the Vector guards with Yuffie's reporter I.D. and head straight for the courtroom. Everybody is being seated. They look over to see the defense team that consists of Shadow, Cyan, and Edgar. They move the camera to the right to show the prosecution team; Kefka. Yuffie whispers to the camera. "Wow, three to one team. Is that really fair?" The cameraman replies, "This is Kefka we are talking about." Yuffie looks to him, wide-eyed. "Oh you know him?" The cameraman doesn't reply. Apparently Yuffie does not know about the villain's rampage.

Before he can respond, Judge Gestal enters and Locke stands up. "All rise for Judge Gestal. Here ye, here ye, court is now in session." Everyone sits down waiting for Gestal to begin. He sifts through his papers, adjusts his chair, places his reading glasses on the tip of his crooked nose, etc..

"Ahem! Let's start with opening statements. Prosec-

"Objection, Your Honor!" Kefka suddenly shouts out.

"Object-OBJECTION? What do you mean objection, we haven't even started yet!" Gestal barks out. He can tell this is going to be one of THOSE cases.

Kefka simply shrugs. "I'm sorry Your Honor. I'm just used to hearing Edgar's nagging voice right about now." Gestal calms himself and nods. "Yes, so we all are. However, I trust the defense team will handle the attorney with the proper warnings given prior to the case." He looks down harshly at the defense team. They smile back and Edgar struggles with the ropes that tie him to his chair. The rag muffles his cries. Gogo mimics him. Edgar glares back at him.

"Let us proceed with this case." Gestal says with a gleam of triumph in his eyes. Kefka gets up and begins to walk the floor. "Your Honor, we all know Gogo as the friendly neighborhood mime…"

"Objection, Your Honor!" a voice shouts out from the defense team's side. "Who said that?" Gestal looks over to the other side. Shadow and Cyan look as puzzled as he does. They then turn to look at Edgar. Edgar looks pleased with himself. All three look down at his hand which is holding a tape recorder with his voice on it. Gestal growls, "Take that away from him." The defense team wrestle with him for a moment and manage to get the device away from him by tickling him.

"Are we done here?" the judge asks. With a nod of approval from the two free men, Gestal turns back to Kefka. "Proceed."

Kefka looks away with a snub. "I shall not!"

Gestal glares at him. "Why?"

"Where is MY legal team?" he replies.

"Here is me!" a voice replies from the audience. Setzer stands up and straightens his jacket. "And uh…" just randomly picking somebody else out, pulls up Sabin. "Sabin." He finishes with a grin. Sabin jerks away from his grip, "Man, git your hands offa me!" He follows him up anyway. As they sit down, Sabin mutters, "So we gotta prosecute this guy? How are we gonna go 'bout doin' that?"

Kefka seems satisfied with his team and continues, "As I was saying, but what these people didn't know was that this 'innocent' clothball was driving Gestal to the brink of insanity! Why?"

"He wanted to use his wig?" Shadow interjects, unimpressed with Kefka's statement.

"No! Gogo Spence wanted to overthrow Judge Gestal's wig!" With that, Kefka swoops around and sits back down. Shadow stands up. "Objection, this prosecution is a group of theatrical performers form Vapco and Company. They come into this courtroom everyday, wearing makeup and unruly costumes." Setzer, Sabin, and Kefka look down at their clothes in shock. Shadow continues, "I believe they are not of sound mind and should not be allowed to pursue this case any further."

Setzer gets up and points to Shadow accusingly. "Oh, so you can get away with your mask and black leotard outfit?" Shadow points his thumb to his chest. "Hey, chicks dig the back view. It keeps them entertained when they have to listen to you."

Suddenly, Ifrit comes out and bellows, "NOW THAT'S ENOUGH!" Then he disappears. Gestal slams his gavel down. "Bailiff! I thought I said no Espers in this court!" Locke gets up. "Got it, sir."

"Defense, this had better be good." The judge warns. Cyan gets up and walks to the center of the floor. He thinks for a moment and turns to face the audience.

"Your Honor, and people of the audience. I would respectfully like to say that the defense refuses to believe this nonsense. Gogo is an innocent man, woman, or whatever it is he chooses to be. He is only here because someone wishes to exploit his unique talent to imitate. In this case, this brings up an interesting and valuable question. If Gogo mimicked the murmur, who was it that murmured in the first place? For that is the true culprit of the crime. We, the defense, believe that he or she is somewhere in the courtroom waiting for a chance to slip up." Cyan returns to his seat.

Gestal for once, is pleased that the opening statement went well. He relaxes and fingers his mustache. "Prosecution, it is your first witness. What are you doing?" He sits alert as the prosecution pulls out a weird phone.

"We are calling our first witness." Sabin replies with a grin. Setzer nudges Kefka with a chuckle. "C'mon call her up."

"Heh, heh, like she's really going to do it." Kefka says then giggles maniacally. He pushes some numbers and they begin to snicker as the phone rings. A female voice picks up the phone. "Hello?"

Setzer grabs the phone out of Kefka's hand. "Yeah, uh, would you like to kootchie kootchie in my Jacuzzi?" He hangs up and the boys break out in hysterics. Gestal slams his fist down. "You fools! Call your first witness or else I'm going to switch to defense!"

Kefka is the first to recover. "We call the old man to the stand." Strago stands and shouts back. "I am not an old man!" He grumbles all the way to the stand. He sits down and Sabin approaches. "State your name and occupation!"

"Old man- uhg!" he catches himself and a few chuckles come out from the audience. "Strago Magus and I make monster costumes." Sabin nods. "That's what I thought. Now, I want you to recall exactly what you saw in the courtroom that day."

"Well," Strago begins, "it was a nuthouse as usual in the courtroom when suddenly a murmur ran through the courtroom. Locke popped it and Gogo collapsed." Sabin paces back and forth in front of the elder man. " Strago, did you see Gogo murmur?" Strago frowned. "Well, I heard his voice. I couldn't see his lips move, they are covered by, whatever that is on his face."

"I prefer to call it a coverlet." Gogo points out. Gestal nods. "Defense, any questions?" Shadow walks over to Strago, but not without pushing Sabin towards his seat. "Strago, how do you know it was Gogo for certain?"

"Because Locke shot him."

"Oh really, and would you bet your life on Locke's aim? How about we take this apple," Shadow produces a shiny red fruit front out of nowhere, "and have a little target practice." He places it on top of Strago's head. He suddenly gets the idea and shakes the apple off. "N-no way!" Shadow turns his gaze to Judge Gestal. "No more questions, uh…" he stops short as he watches a paperclip fly into Gestal's wig. The judge looks at him suspiciously. "What?" Shadow doesn't say anything but turns to walk back to his seat without cracking up.

Gestal blinks with confusion, but regains focus. "Defense, it is your turn." Cyan stands up. "Your Honor, we would like to call General Celes to the stand." Celes walks up to the stand and sits down softly. Shadow walks up slowly. "State your full name and best body feature."

She looks up with shock. "What?"

"For the record please, my record. Then your occupation, if you want." He smirks. "Ugh!" She turns away with disgust. "Then you can leave after a few questions, with me." Celes turns angrily to Judge Gestal. "Your Honor!"

Gestal isn't even paying attention . "I'll allow it. Proceed." Celes gasps at this. Shadow continues. "Ma'm?" Celes turns back to him with fury. "General Celes Chere and…my hair is my best feature." Shadow leans in closer to her. "We would like to remind you that you are under oath." She gives him the evil eye. "My legs are my best feature."

Shadow nods and steps back. "Alright, you were doing something at the scene of the crime, but it isn't clear what it really was, nor do we care, what do you recall?"

"Well, it was the climax of the scene, and suddenly a murmur came into the courtroom. Locke fired his popper without a clear target and Gogo was struck. If you ask me, I don't know why he is the bailiff when he has no real training in law enforcement. It should be me or even General Leo." She finishes more to herself than to Shadow.

"So he wasn't aiming."

"God, no his eyes were closed." She shakes her head in disbelief. Locke looks up from his magazine and grins sheepishly. "Hee, hee, I hate the loud sound it makes."

Shadow starts to walk back. "Thank you, so Gogo did not murmur."

"I'm afraid he did." Celes replies sadly.

"Aha!" Setzer shouts out.

"But, Gogo was in the back of the room. The murmur I heard came from the front of the room."

Gestal nods. "You may step down, General Celes." As she walks back, there is a soft murmur of voices. Gestal snaps up. "What? What was that?"

The defense team jumps up and down pointing at the prosecution team. "Them! It's them!"

"Prosecution!"

What Kefka turns to them wide eyed and furious. "What?"

Gestal glares at them. "That's it."

Setzer waves his hand in denial. "No, we were just talking about our next move."

"I'm free!" Gogo shouts.

"No!" wails Sabin.

"Case dismissed! Gogo, you're free to go. Prosecution, come here!" he crooks his finger at them.

POP! POP! POP!

Yuffie stands up and stretches as she signs off. "As the prosecution team falls to the floor, with the exception of Setzer, and one jury member is hit, the case is closed. This is Yuffie signing off. Bye!

End.

Notes- I don't know why I keep mixing up FF characters into different stories. I just love to see it though.