Hey guys, it's me again. Anyways, I'm actually surprised that people liked this. I mean, I wasn't expecting anything big considering that it was just a random idea I got from surfing wikipedia. :p Anyways, enjoy the second installment! Remember, R&R if you can!

Ace Attorney does NOT belong to me. However, I DO own this silly plot.

"For the last time! Stop following me around like a stray dog!"

"But Mr. Edgeworth, humans need love too!"

"Shouldn't you be working overtime to make up for the money you lost, Detective Gumshoe!?"

At those words, the scruffy-looking detective flinched and pouted.

"Aw, but Mr. Edgeworth sir! I want to help you!"

Edgeworth sighed, stopped in his tracks, and turned around to stare at the miserable miscreant.

"Help? Who's the ace prosecutor here?"

"You are..."

"And who is the person who owns a red sports car here?"

"Wait, you what?"

"Answer me!"

"Y-you, I guess."

"And you are under the impression that I need YOUR help?"

"Hey, two heads are better than one, right?"

"Not if my head has to compensate for you and I."

Gumshoe sniffed.

"...Fine. You may help me. Although Wright is a blundering idiot at times, I cannot deny his talent for defending."

"Don't you mean talent for beating yo-"

"Another word and you'll have to sell that trench coat of yours just to pay your rent. Anyways, since he always has his assistant to help him, I believe that it is time to fight fire with fire."

"Huh? Whadda you mean?"

"For the purpose of winning, I hereby declare you as my assistant. I trust that you will do your part flawlessly?"

The detective's eyes brightened and saluted Edgeworth.

"I won't let you down, Mr. Edgeworth!"

Edgeworth nodded, and continued walking. With a thoughtful expression, he said:

"First, we need to devise a strategy, however, since we are beginners at this, I suggest that we collect some evidenc-I mean, information on this game...Gumshoe! Get out your laptop and find any tips on how to make others lose at this challenge."

Turning around, he pointed his finger at the burly man as he shouted out his first demands. Gumshoe hesitated for a second, then scratched the back of his head and looked away in embarrassment, his eyes suddenly focusing on a hideous stain on his coat.

"Uh, well, you see, I don't own a computer, Mr. Edgeworth."

"Oh very well, let's go to my office. We can use my computer there, but you're paying for the taxi fare, since my car's still in the auto shop."

"Haha, funny story about that too, sir..."

"...You can't be serious."

Current status of Team Edge-Shoe: Broke

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away....

"Hmph! I don't need any help to win this game! I am a Von Karma! It is in my genes to dominate all inferior beings!"

That certain outburst caused heads to turn and glares were directed at the young Prosecutor. However, she did not pay any attention to this. The young woman was too busy concentrating on concocting a plan that would ensure victory for herself and demise for her most hated rival: Phoenix Wright.

"Hm, that little girl said that the competition had a time limit if it took too long, but perfection does not need a deadline. After all, a week is nothing. With my brilliance, I will bring that overgrown porcupine down to his knees! All I have to do is provoke him psychologically...but how?"

Putting her finger over her lips, she thought long and hard about any options that might yield the wanted results. At long last, she settled upon one: Subliminal messaging.

"Perfect! The government invests billions of dollars on this kind of ingenious advertisement method! If it can work on millions of people, then it will have no trouble conquering one man. All I need is money, which I have, and subtlety, which I was born with."

Laughing to herself, Franziska arrived at her mansion and went inside to set her plan in motion. What she had forgotten about herself was that, one, Franziska had the subtlety of a hyperactive three-year-old on sugar pills, and two, her family fortune was inaccessible to her due to her spending her royalty checks on whip polish and blue hair dye.

Current status of Team Karma: Clueless

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away...

"ACHOO! ACHOO! ACHOO!"

"Hey Nick, cut it out! You're making me lose concentration. I only need four more combos until I beat the final boss!"

"Um, sorry..." Wait, where'd you get that game anyways?

"I borrowed your credit card so I could buy the latest Steel Samurai video game, if that's what you're wondering."

"WHAT?" I can barely afford the groceries!

"Oh calm down! If you win the game, you get a cash prize...of sorts."

"Cash prize? From who?"

"Me, silly! I need something to motivate you guys!"

"Wait a minute..."

HOLD IT!

"You never mentioned a cash prize before!"

"Well, I needed to take your credit card first, or else I might've ended up lying to all of you."

You're using my credit card as a prize!? I thought you said that the money was coming from you!

"Oh, and by the way Nick, it seems that your card's almost at its limit, but don't worry, I emailed all the participants about this."

...Why does this feel like a sort of blackmail now? Oh right, because now I have to win this stupid game or else someone's gonna go on a shopping spree with my money.

"The winner gets to use your card and buy whatever they want for an hour. Of course, you'll have to go along with the winner since you're paying if you lose. Good luck, Nick!"

Dear Lord, why have you abandoned me?

Current status of Team Phoenix: Depressed

6 days and 23 hours until the end

Looks like Phoenix finally has a logical reason to win! And before you say it, yeah, I know. This chapter isn't as funny as the first one, but it's setting up everything. I'll do my best to bring some laughs, so don't go anywhere!