Setting: Phoenix and Franziska are already married and so are Edgeworth and Maya. However, Edgeworth and Maya have a few months old child called Gregory "Greg" Edgeworth (Yes, they named him after Miles' father. ^.^).
"He just doesn't want to be quiet…" Maya's eyes teared up lightly. She hasn't slept for days because Greg was not willing to calm down. Naturally Edgeworth helped her out wherever he could but he still needed to work. And so she was the one who looked after their son most of the time.
"Could you please hold him for a minute? I'm right back." Maya asked her sister-in-law. The baby was yelling and sobbing without a reason! Seemed like their first child turned out to be a hard case to deal with.
"No! Wait! I'm not good with-" But the medium already gave Franziska the baby. The others – Phoenix and Trucy – chuckled at the sight of her face. A mixture of shock and insecurity. But their mischievous grins faded away when the child suddenly stopped crying.
Maya came back. Her eyes widened when she heard the sweet sound of silence. "How did you do that!?" she whispered to the prosecutor.
"I-I don't know…" Franziska replied unsure. She did nothing! He just stopped.
"Awww…" Trucy giggled. "This is so adorable!"
Maya smiled happily. "Just five minutes…" she murmured sleepy before she sat down on the couch. Actually the medium did not plan to fall asleep but her eyes became heavy and so it ended up with her taking a nap. The poor woman was totally exhausted!
A smirk crossed Trucy's lips. "You're good with kids." she said. "I simply can't wait until you and dad will get a child!" She really bit her tongue after saying that.
Now Franziska was speechless. The prosecutor was not prepared to hear such a thing. Yes, she already thought of having a child with Phoenix – he's her husband, after all. She just never imagined herself as a mother since she feared that she'd be a total failure on it.
Phoenix grinned. "So… how many children do you want?" Well, her favorite fool had a complete different view on this topic.
Franziska rolled her eyes. "Fool! How should I know? Just wait and we will see…" Actually she planned to answer him in a much angrier tune but the thought of it just made her smile.
"But we do not buy our children their own whips!" he declared.
His wife smiled while rocking Greg into sleep. "You underestimate my family's educational methods. Only the girls receive a whip. The boys will get an electro shocker."
A dark corner in his mind remembered the image of Manfred von Karma standing in front of him with his electro shocker. "Seven hells." he growled.
The expression on his face had been so priceless, she decided not to tell him that this originally was a joke.