Gumshoe woke early the next day feeling a little better than he had the night before. His stomach had settled now, its grumbling abandoned in favour of a mild ache. Unperturbed Gumshoe swung his legs out of bed clambering unsteadily to his feet. Lethargically Gumshoe padded over to his wardrobe changing into his uniform hurriedly. I can't be late again Mr Edgeworth will kill me if I am; figuratively of course sir would never really do that.
Gumshoe walked into his small kitchen before stopping abruptly a sinking sensation settling in his stomach. Ah that's right I haven't got anything in. No worries I'll just grab something on the way. Bolstered by this thought Gumshoe grabbed his overcoat from his lone coat hook and rushed out the door. His faithful patrol car sat on the drive ready and waiting. Smiling at his car he hoped in sinking into the worn seats with a sigh.
The precinct wasn't too far away from the small apartment block so Gumshoe had plenty of time to pull into a small corner café to grab something to eat. The bell tingled half heatedly as he entered the café smiling broadly at the young man behind the counter. "Hello pal can I have a coffee and a chocolate muffin please?". The young man nodded absentmindedly. "Certainly sir that'll be $8 please." Gumshoe nodded pulling out his wallet.
Inside was a single crumpled $5 bill. Gumshoe's heart fell. "Er on second thought pal I'll just have the muffin." The man rolled his eyes a little. "Ok $3.75 please." Gumshoe reluctantly handed over the bill pocketing the change quickly.
Gumshoe climbed back into his patrol car licking the crumbs of his fingers. Staring the engine Gumshoe drove to the precinct to grab several case files for Mr Edgeworth. Why can't we have a straight forward murder in this country for once? Gumshoe grumbled to himself. This case was indeed a complex one 2 murders in 8 hour with no weapon or witnesses. Of course Mr Edgeworth will crack it in a matter of days. I just hope Mr Wright doesn't end up on this case too. That man just brings trouble. At least it isn't Miss Von Karma. Gumshoe shuddered.
As Gumshoe climbed out of the car a wave of tiredness overcame him forcing him to steady himself on his bonnet. The world began to flicker as his eyes blurred. Confused, Gumshoe shook his head trying to clear it. After a minute or two his eyes cleared but his head still felt unnaturally heavy. Whoa what was in that muffin? I'll worry about that later Mr Edgeworth needs me now.
Files under arm Gumshoe flew through the last corridor before he was standing at the door to Mr Edgeworth's office. 37 minutes late what's wrong with me today? It must've been that muffin that's making me feel so drowsy. First thing tomorrow I'm gonna file a complaint.
"Detective do you intend to come in at any point or do you wish to remain sightseeing?" Gumshoe flinched as Edgeworth's crisp voice sounded from behind the door. "C-coming right in pal" Pushing open the door Gumshoe nervously shuffled into the prosecutor's office.
Edgeworth was sitting behind his desk reading a beige file closely not even bothering to glance at Gumshoe. After a minute Edgeworth set the file down carefully removing his glasses as he did so. Cleaning them idly he then looked at Gumshoe. "42 minutes late. That's a new record detective I'm almost impressed you even remembered to bring those files at all since you clearly have so much spare time on your hands. Perhaps a review to your salary will jog your memory hm?"
Oh no my watch must be slow now I'm even more late than I thought. "I'm really sorry sir but I haven't quite been myself today. I'm really tired pal. I think I ate a dodgy muffin earlier I'll go check it out right away sir. It won't happen again." Edgeworth looked decidedly unimpressed with this tale regarding the detective balefully.
"Detective this is my 4th case in two weeks. I began today at 5am and I will be unlikely to finish before 11pm for the 6th day in a row so forgive me for not weeping at your tale. Now please leave those files on my desk then leave. You can go home and catch up on your missed sleep. In fact I'll give you even more time to rest by saving you a trip. There will be no need for you to pick up your pay check today. We can't have you buying anymore 'dodgy' food can we?"
"No sir. I'll just be going then" Gumshoe set the files down on the desk and left the office hanging his head. I guess I'll have to go without instant noodles again unless I find $1.25 of course. Gumshoe drove home slowly not trusting himself to go any faster, his vision had begun to blur again and he yearned for his bed. Dragging himself up the 9 flights of stairs to his apartment Gumshoe stumbled through his door. Shrugging of his coat he fell into bed fully clothed quickly falling asleep to his stomach whining pitifully.
A/N Poor Gumshoe. It's only going to get worse for the poor sod. A few things 1. I'm not American so forgive me if the prices seem too high or low as I had to guess. 2. I've never written Edgeworth before so forgive me if he seems a little OOC 3. This will be roughly an 8 chapter fic so hopefully you'll sick with it. Review please.