(A:N: Now that the guilt of updating Turnabout Forgotten is gone, I can do this story! Alex: Time for the REVIEWS!

Elchikaah Haly: XD Thanks for pointing that out. I'll have to fix that later. I hope to please!

Me: Well, short AN is short! Alex, DISCLAIMERS! Alex: THE real assistant doesn't own Five Nights at Freddy's or Ace Attorney. Ace Attorney belongs to Capcom while FNAF belongs to Scott Cawthon.)

Freddy Fazbears Pizza

April 30-9:00 AM

"Alright..." Mike placed his glasses on his face as he sat back down next to Frank and Chancey. "Do any of you four know how you got here?" Billy strummed his guitar in thought, humming to himself. "Well, it had to do with how we died really..." Apollo nodded his head, his hat nearly falling off. "That's right, didn't we get stuffed into suits after we died?"

Trucy blanked out, shivering. Apollo glanced at her before nodding. "Yeah..." He shook Trucy's shoulder. "Hey, you alright..?" Cody raised a hand before speaking. "Quick question, can someone please tell me, oh I don't know..." He narrowed his eyes as he stood up. "What is going on!" He then quickly turned, and pointed at Billy. "And don't you dare smack me in the back of the head!"

Billy held his hands in the air, shrugging. "Not my fault ya aren't listening bruh." Chancey sighed, standing up. "Everyone, please calm down." She pointed at Trucy, who was staring at the floor, shivering as Apollo shook her. "Can't you notice a nervous breakdown when you see one?"

Mike stood up, and walked over to Trucy. "How did you know what a nervous breakdown was Chancey?" Frank tipped his hat, shaking his head. "The animatronics have a built in first aid system, it kinda passed into us." Billy hopped off the crate he was on, and started shoving Cody ,Chancey, and Frank towards the Kitchen's exit. "Alright everyone, file out, nothing to see here..." Cody shoved Billy, scowling. "One second, Peter cottontail, what are you doing?" Billy scowled before poking Cody's shoulders. "We need to give the three some space. The person going through the breakdown could lash out and attack, and will feel less threatened with less people."

"..." Frank laughed as he walked out with Chancey. "That has to be the smartest thing that's come out of your mouth!" Billy pouted as he dragged Cody out of the room. "Now look here Fatbear, I say a lot of smart things!"

"Really, what's a five then?"

"... Quiet you." Chancey rolled her eyes as she shut the door behind Billy.

Trucy wrapped her arms around her body, shivering, as she screwed her eyes shut. "Not again..."

"We should look in the robots boss!"

She felt someone shaking her, screaming her name. She wanted to look up, to smile, to tell them she was fine. But her shivering won out, making her nightmare continue in her head.

"Hmm... Good idea Athena, I did notice something strange with the fox..."

She felt a hand gently grab her chin, and terror rolled over, making her swat it away.

"Here Daddy, I'll do it!"

"No... Not again..."

"... I don't know..."

"Come on boss, she can handle it!"

"Fine then..."

"Thanks Daddy!"

Quickly, events played out in her head, images of her hugging her father, then turning to the fox. As she walked over to it, her shivering increase. The detective there, Ema, helped show her how to detach the head. A smell filled her nose, a smell she hoped to never had to experience again. "Please, no..." The hand came back, grabbing her chin and making her look up, but she kept her eyes shut for one final image.

The foxy head was lifted up, and inside was the head of Apollo's rotting corpse.

Her eyes snapped open to see Apollo's face, and she screamed. Apollo stepped back in shock, tripping and falling backwards as Mike caught Trucy before she could fall. Her eyes began to flutter shut, drifting into unconsciousness.

Mike looked towards Apollo, who was rubbing his head as he hissed in pain. "What was that about?" Apollo shrugged, picking his hat off the ground. "I have no clue really... The only thing I could think of her having a nervous breakdown is-" He froze, staring off into space before shaking his head. "Nevermind..." Mike shifted Trucy over his shoulder, grunting. "Well... What do we do now..?" Apollo glanced toward the kitchen exit, frowning. "... We have to take her home..." Mike blanked out, staring at Apollo as he smiled sheepishly. "And that would be..?" Apollo scowled at him. "You mean to tell me you've never been to Wright and Co?"

Mike's shaking head cause a sigh from the man. "... Did you work there?" Apollo slowly nodded, shutting his eye. "Yeah..."

"Well, can you show me where it is then?"

Apollo's eye snapped open, he turned and scowled. "No, people I cared about think I'm dead. They work there, do you know how weird it would be for me, looking like this, to walk in there after three years?" Mike jumped back, holding on to Trucy so he wouldn't drop her. "Sorry man! It's just, I would expect you all to be outside the building once and awhile..."

Apollo's eyepatch went up in shock, revealing his animatronic eye. "Actually..." He scratched the top of his head, smiling sheepishly. "We... Don't really know if we can leave the building..."

"Well..." Mike smiled shyly as he opened the kitchen doors. "Now would be a good time to try."

Frank, Chancey, and Billy sat on the stage, watching as Mike pointed out the window towards his car. "Alright Apollo, here's the deal. I'm going to go outside, and place Trucy in the car, on my signal, you're going to run outside, and jump into the car. Got it?" Apollo nodded, rubbing his hook as he shook. "I'm just... Afraid of what will happen if I do go outside... What if I turn into Foxy and breakdown, or if I lose myself, or-"

"Come on Apollo." He pointed at Trucy, who was still over his right shoulder. "Do it for her, do it for Trucy." Apollo looked at the ground as Mike walked away, and out into the harsh sunlight. The four spirits remained silent, the youngest spirits all stared at Apollo as he gazed at his hook. Frank then coughed into his fist, drawing all the spirits' attention. He tipped his hat towards Apollo, smiling. "Good luck, captain."

Apollo looked at Frank, his visible eye dull, before laughing. "And don't forget to have fun while I'm gone, first mate."

A shrill whistle from outside caught Apollo's attention. He sighed, and shook his head. He started walking towards the entrance before Billy laughed. "Be sure to come back! You are the most responsible of the four." Frank scoffed, gesturing to himself as his sister laughed. "Really? And what about me?"

Apollo tipped his hat to cover his smirk. "Don't worry Billy, I'll be back." He stared at the entrance of the Pizzeria, shaking.

"... Come on Apollo, you can do this..." He grabbed the door handle. "You just need to run to the car, that's all..." He took a deep breath before sprinting out. The harsh sunlight nearly blinded him, but didn't stop him from sprinting into the car, hopping himself onto the passenger seat. Mike blinked in shock as the blackish, red blur got into his car.

Apollo sat there, shivering, as Mike stared at him in disbelief. Apollo looked around, his one visible eye wide. "... I'm outside..?" Mike nodded as he started the car, turning the key. "Yep. Good job buddy!"

"... I'm outside..." A small chuckling, gradually growing into full out laughter came out of Apollo. Black tears streaming down his face. "I-I really am outside!" Mike smiled sadly, nodding. "You missed this, feeling, didn't you?" Apollo laughed, glancing out the window. "Are you kidding? I missed a lot of stuff, this?" He gestured out the window. "Isn't actually that high on the list, but it's there." Mike stopped at a light, glancing around. "Which way?" Apollo looked out the window towards a street sign. "... Turn left, then keep going straight until the third light." Mike nodded, tapping the wheel as he glanced in the back towards the unconscious Trucy.

"So, I know you're related to Trucy somehow, I can see you both care deeply about each other..." He turned the car once the light turned green. "Mind telling me the relationship you two had before all this?"

"..." Apollo placed a hand under his chin as he looked out the window. "Well, I was an orphan, from what I knew, my mother was the one who left me. There was no father to speak of." Mike gave a low whistle, adjusting the glasses on his face. "Man, it must have been rough for you..." Apollo shook his head, reaching into his pocket to grab his bracelet. "Sort of. The agency became my family really, my home away from home. Trucy is the daughter of the attorney, Phoenix Wright." Mike stopped at a red light, glancing at Apollo in shock. "Wait, Phoenix Wright? The Phoenix Wright?"

Apollo snickered as he glanced at Trucy, nodding. "You mean the Turnabout King? Yeah, I met him."

"... Oh, I remember you now!" He drove forward once the light turned green. "You became Phoenix Wright's understudy, well, after you defended him..." Apollo nodded slowly, lifting up his eyepatch before pushing it down. "Yeah... Then came Athena..." He chuckled quietly before continuing. "She came from a forgien country, I don't remember which one. Her introduction was sort of a blur really, my head still hurt from that cop she threw." He held up his hand. "Don't ask."

Mike turned left before glancing at Apollo. "Just keep going straight, the building will be on out right after about five to six blocks. Anyway, after that, she became my assistant for a case. And then-" He stopped, his robotic eye darkening slighlty. "Actually, no, let's not talk about that." Mike nodded eagerly, knowing what the darkened eye meant. "Of course, so, how did Trucy fit into this wacky family?"

Apollo chuckled, shaking his head. "She's actually a magician." Mike swerved the car a bit in shock. "No." Apollo laughed, nodding, before flashing a big smile. "Yep, one of the best I know too. She was sort of a light for the agency. Always thinking on the bright side when it all seemed dark. And believe me, we've had our really dark moments..." He glanced out the window, before pointing. "That's it, right there."

Mike turned the car before glancing at the building. It was a small, normal office building. With about six floors in it. The gray paint seeming dull around the other, lighter buildings around it. Apollo snickered, nodding his head towards the building. "I guess they still can't change the design, even after three years." Mike shrugged as he parked the car, careful not to ram into other ones. "So, do you have a plan of action?"

Apollo nodded, pointing towards the fourth floor. "If my memories are correct, Mr. Wright should be on the fourth floor still, third down on the right side from the elevator." Mike nodded as he opened the driver's side door. "And what about you?" Apollo looked for the door handle before pulling it, pushing the door. "I'll wait here and watch the car, if it's fine with you?" Mike grunted as he grabbed Trucy, placing her over his shoulder again. "That's fine, just be sure to stay here, alright?" Apollo laughed as he climbed out of the car. "Really now? You are aware I was twenty three when I died, correct?" Mike smiled sheepishly as he walked towards the entrance. "Oh yeah... Sorry, you just look, young for your age."

Apollo sighed as he leaned against the car, shaking his head. "A lot of people think that..." Mike nodded before walking into the building, kicking the door open before doing so.

After a few minutes, Apollo shut his eyes, allowing the noise of the road and parking lot and smell of the outside world fill his nostrals. He started humming, tapping his arms in rhythm to his hums. "Dum de dum dum, diddly dum de dum dum..." He heard a pair of footsteps, gradually growing louder, but didn't pay attention to them. He continued humming until the footsteps stopped near him, a small gasp following. "... Apollo?"

His eyes snapped open, his whole body freezing, as he looked up to see Ema Skye and Klavier Gavin. Ema stood there, a hand over her mouth in shock, as Klavier sighed, shaking his head. "Frälulein, that can't be Hërr Forehead, he is dead, remember?" Ema scowled, placing her hands to her hips. "I know that, but just... He looks so much like him to not be Apollo. I mean, sure, he's wearing a strange get up, no offense."

Apollo opened and shut his mouth a few times before shaking his head. "None taken lass." She nudged Klavier, her jaw clenched tight. "See? He even sounds like Apollo!" Klavier sighed, shaking his head before snapping his fingers. "Frälulein Skye, remember, Hërr Forehead is dead, you saw his corpse, you were the detective in that trial!"

"..." Ema sighed before nodding. "Yeah... I know... Sometimes, I wish it was all just a big nightmare, and that I should wake up..." Apollo broke up on the inside, trying desperately to fight back tears in his eyes as his breath hitched in his throat. Klavier noticed his sudden mood swing. "Entschuldigen sie mich, excuse me, are you arlight Hërr..?"

Apollo scrambled to pick up a name, before blurting the first thing that came to mind. "The name be Fuchs Pirat." He internally facepalmed, he should not have thought of the German language first. Klavier laughed, picking up his hair before dropping it. "Hërr Fox, then, are you alright?" He nodded, rubbing his hook with his left hand. "I be fine lad... Just, tired." Klavier nodded before glancing to his hook. "Mein gott, Hërr Fox, what happened to your hand?"

Apollo looked down at his hook, turning it as it flashed in the sunlight. Ema scoffed at the sight of the metal hook. "Isn't it illegal to have a metal hook here?" Apollo laughed, tipping his hat to cover his smirk. "It be not where I come from lass." Ema pouted, and quickly dug into her bag to take out a Snackoo. She threw it at Apollo, hitting his captain's hat and knocking it off, revealing his shaggy, brown hair. "Aye, lass, what a nice aim ye have. Ye may need to show the rest of me crew how to throw a ball!"

Klavier picked up the hat, before handing it to Apollo. "Sorry about that Hërr Fox, she is usually like this." Apollo took the hat, dusting it off before placing it back on his head. "It be fine lad, I've seen worse where I be from."

Ema crossed her arms, glancing to the right. "Where do you come from anyway? It must sound rough..." Klavier lifted his hair up as he glanced at Ema. "Speaking of, if we don't get those files from Hërr Spike, we may have a rough time back at the office..."

"Oh, yeah..." Ema nodded, placing her hands to her hips as she looked at Apollo. "Sorry for my rudeness, it was a pleasure to meet you Mr. Pirat." Apollo tipped his hat over his face, covering the black tears coming down his face. "Likewise lass."

Klavier bowed slighlty, smirking at Ema as she scowled. "It was a pleasure meeting you too, Hërr Fox." Apollo laughed, crossing his arms. "The pleasure be all mine lad. Ye both have a good day." Klavier nodded, smiling as he picked up his hair. "You too Hërr Fox." He then turned, and walked towards the office, Ema trailing just behind him. Apollo watched with sad eyes as they walked in, the black tears never stopping. He grabbef a handkerchief out of his pocket, and wiped the tears off his face, making sure not to move the eyepatch. "Don't worry Ema, you're not the only one who wants to wake up..."

(A:N: This was originally going to end with Ema calling out Apollo's name, but since it's been awhile, and I'm in a good mood, I decided to continue that part. I hope you all enjoyed it! R&R, and remember, your flames warm my family!)