(A/N: this was a request from another reviewer, GigoLove9. I'm not crazy about Godot/Mia or Godot in general so this was actually really hard to come up with, ad ended up being very short and very light.

Phoenix Wright and related characters belong to Capcom…who are nice people and don't want to sue me.

Challenge: Write Godot/ Mia (channeled) involving paint.)

Godot considered the first day after he'd awoken from his coma as the worst day of his life. He not only found out he was blind, but he'd been informed that Mia Fey, his colleague and (briefly) his girlfriend had been murdered two years back. However, he'd found an easy scapegoat in Phoenix Wright, her protégé and the man currently running the firm she'd started. Mr. Wright was a convenient target to take all his self-loathing out on and, as such, he had cast aside the name of Diego Armando, defense attorney, and become Godot, the prosecutor.

One wrench in the system he hadn't been expecting when it came to dealing with Mr. Wright was Mia. While yes, she was dead, her sister and cousin (Godot found out the relationship after spending a day or so investigating the Wright & Co. Law Offices) seemed to be able to channel her. With his white hair and the neural visor covering half of his face, he doubted she'd recognize him, however, which was both a blessing and a curse.

After receiving another beating from Wright (Godot was never sure if it was because he didn't have much experience prosecuting or Mia's intervention that perpetuated Wright's winning streak), he strode into the small private office he'd started renting shortly after he awoke from his coma. The first thing different he noticed was the smell, as the room had the strong odor of wet acrylic paint. Carefully walking over to his desk, Godot picked up a small note that was written in bold flowing print.

Diego

I do know it's you who's been prosecuting against Phoenix recently; the visor didn't fool me. Chances are though, that you haven't recognized me. I had Phoenix do some research to find where your office was and thought to do you a favor by painting it.

Mia

Godot smiled for a minute before walking over to the light switch and clicking it on. Looking around he realized that while the walls weren't the drab brown they'd been before; he couldn't really tell what they were.

"Damn, she painted them red." Godot shook his head before he noticed a postscript on the note.

P.S. While I was here I took your coffee. If you won't voluntarily cut back, I'll make you.

The neighbors would later complain about the screaming.

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