CHAPTER 12
Miles awoke the next morning to find Franziska von Karma facing him in bed, fast asleep. He got out of bed and laid out both of their sets of clothes for the day, and went into the kitchen to make his morning cup of tea. Upon the sight of his beloved master, Pesu jumped out of the recliner in the den he always slept in to greet him. Miles was reaching into the cabinet for his two favorite teacups when the dog walked to his side, drooling and practically begging for a pat on the head. In few minutes, the teapot on the stovetop whistled like a train as Franziska sleepily walked her way into the kitchen, whip in tow, rubbing her right eye as she took a seat at the dining table.
Edgeworth spoke up to the seemingly still asleep Franziska; "How do you like your tea, Franziska?" She looked irritated sleepy, but didn't seem to be truly irritated, just tired. She also didn't seem to be able to tell the difference between tea and coffee at the moment; "Light...4 sugars..." She streched out as she let out a long yawn. "...lots of cream." Edgeworth smiled at how cute she looked and how adorable her voice sounded when she was sleepy. "Tea, Franziska." She looked up drowsily. "Oh...ok..." *YAAAAAAAWWWWNNNNN* "...4 sugars...lots of cream." Edgeworth simply complied with her wish, but as he set down her cup of tea, she got up to go get dressed for work, unaware of what was around her. Edgeworth just smiled as she walked away.
After they had both gotten dressed and Franziska had snapped out of her drowsy state, they made their way down to Miles' Fiat together. He opened the door for her as he always did, but as he was making his way to the driver's side of the bright red sports car, the Steel Samurai theme rang out from his phone. He picked up to hear Gumshoe's hysterical babbling, usually indicative of a homicide case he was to prosecute. "Pal! You gotta see this! A defense attorney by the name of Damon Lyght was murdered right in the middle of a trial!" Edgeworth recognized this name; he usually defended the most prominant celebrities in the area, earning him the nickname "The Defense of the Stars." Various rumors had been circulating over his career of how he obtained these clients, but Edgeworth knew to dismiss rumors unless they were proven by evidence. "Do you have any suspects?" Gumshoe got even more hysterical. "BRBRBRBRLBLBLBLB! SIR! We arrested the prosecutor of the case, a young prosecutor from Germany who was overseeing his first trial in America, Klavier Gavin! He's only 17 too, pal! The defense had complete control over the case, and Klavier had purchased them both some coffee during the recess, and the defense attorney died of poisoning right in the middle of the trial!" Edgeworth decided to ask Franziska if she's heard of Klavier Gavin. "Ok, Franziska and I will be right over." Gumshoe stopped him. "F-Fr-Ms. von Karma? Objection! Hold it!" Edgeworth just hung up the phone, disregarding Gumshoe's attempts at sounding like an attorney.
Franziska looked at him as he started the car. "What was that?" He turned the key and drove off. "Have you ever heard of a prosecutor from Germany named Klavier Gavin?" Franziska turned her nose up at the name. "Hmph. He's not a prosecutor, he's a joke. He takes nothing seriously, and he plays in a band and hits on women all night." Franziska began tugging her whip. "He's a disgrace!" Edgeworth replied teasingly; "But he refused to hit on you, huh?" Franziska turned red in the face with anger. "He said he wasn't into 'Frauleins who liked whips and stuff'! I don't even know what he meant by that!" He decided to keep her in the dark on what he actually meant. "Anyway, he's been accused of murder, and you and I are going to the scene of the crime to investigate."
Franziska crossed her arms and thought for a second. "He's an annoying, childish, a disgrace to every honorable prosecutor..." She paused for a moment. "That being said, I do not think him capable of murder."
Edgeworth filled her in on the details on the way to the courthouse; she seemed disgusted that someone had the gall to kill in a sacred court of law. They walked up the courtroom steps to greet a unsurprisingly distracted Dick Gumshoe. CRACK! "O-ow!"
"Scruffy! We have no time to waste. Fill us in on everything that happened today." Gumshoe brightened up. "Oh, well, this morning I got up, and went to the bathroom..." CRACK! "Eeek!" Edgeworth piped up before Gumshoe's absentmindedness put Franziska in an even worse mood. "Detective, I believe she meant everything about the murder. "Um, well, let me see...oh yeah, sirs! Klavier sent for two cups of coffee for him and the defense during the recess, and the delivery turned them over to the bailiff and he gave them each one. The attorney drank his and then coughed up blood and died right in the middle of a cross-examination of yours truly, pal. Tests on his coffee cup brought up traces of poison." Edgeworth had been visualizing everything that Gumshoe had told him, and when he got to the describing the death, he shuddered at the memories of one of his first cases that resulted in the defendant's suicide right in the middle of court. "...something the matter, Miles?" He kept looking forward; "No, everything's alright."
Gumshoe spoke up; "Klavier's brother is a defense attorney, and a great one at that, but you'll be facing Phoenix Wright again, because the Judge denied Kristoph Gavin the right to defend Klavier due to his relationship with the defendant, citing emotional involvement. Klavier immediately requested Phoenix Wright afterwards, and I heard from the guard at the detention center that Kristoph Gavin was not happy..." CRACK! Franziska shot Gumshoe an intimidating glare; "Prosecutors and defense attorneys are not gossip fodder, detective! Remain professional!"
After they examined what little examination needed to be done at the courthouse, Edgeworthed hatched an idea. "Franziska, I want you to go visit Klavier Gavin, because I am unable to, and get information out of him. I believe hearing his side of the story is vital to our case." Franziska nodded in compliance. He drove her over the detention center and kissed her as she got out of the car.
He felt he needed to say something before she saw Mr. Gavin though. "Franziska...please don't let that man flirt with you."
Franziska just turned towards him as she got out of the car. "Oh, no need to worry, Miles." She kissed him once more. "No need to worry at all."