A/N So hey guys. It's been a while, I guess. Been a bit busy lately, what with all the studying, projects, reading, and gaming, I kinda neglected this. Not worry! Here's a chapter just for you guys!...oh wait, on second thought, worry. -_-

Disclaimer: Not mine. Nuff said.

"Mamma Mia!" A comical voice with a heavy Italian accent could be heard as the character in the game fell into a seemingly endless pit. Gumshoe's face of concentration turned into frustration as he grabbed his hand and shouted out informal words.

"Argh! That was my last life! Stupid flying koopa, always comes ofnowhere and scares me!"

"DETECTIVE! WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" roared the furious attorney.

Jumping up and hurriedly closing the guilty window on the laptop, he bounded off the chair and tried to pull an innocent look. (in which he failed miserably)

"M-me? I was just uh....studying turtle anatomy?"

These days, Gumshoe swore that the dent in Edgeworth's forehead matched the mark on his palms.

Sighing, Edgeworth made his way over to his desk and gave the detective a withering glare.

"Oh really? Whatever happened to the brilliant plan about finding more information about this game?"

"I was doing field work on games! Honest to God!"

"You're religious?"

"I'm what now?"

"...Never mind."

Turning back to the monitor and opening up another browser, he immediately went to a search engine to scavenge for anything crucial about the game. Beside him, Gumshoe shuffled his feet uncomfortably while checking his watch.

"Sir, don't you have a case to prepare for? Why don't you let me do this? I promise I won't let you down."

"Gumshoe, learn to prioritize!"

"But, it's a murder trial involving a very important political leader."

"Screw politics, I have a game to win!" Edgeworth cried out vehemently.

Gumshoe gasped, but quickly recovered. Shaking his head, he quietly thought to himself.

Man, is this game so important?

Unbeknownst to the detective, Edgeworth had no clue on how to look for information. After all, he was an attorney, and usually the "Examine" button would get him out of tight spots. But seeing as that there was nothing to help him, he accidentally found

From there, things sort of went downhill.

"Gumshoe, who's this Pico character?"

Current Progress of Team Edge-Shoe: If possible, somewhere in the realm of negatives

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away...

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M BROKE!?"

"Ma'am, I suggest that you lower your voice and act in a civilized manner before I ask for security."

"What did you do with my fortune!?"

Sighing, the man at the counter regurgitated the facts to Ms. Von Karma about her current financial crisis for about the hundredth time.

"Miss, I have it all here. You withdrew your savings about three weeks ago. You did not leave a single penny in your account. What you did with it is no concern of ours, for our bank only exists to store your money in a safe place."

Sweating profusely and leaning over the counter to glare at the poor man, she banged her fist on the counter and spat out, "Give. Me. My. Money."

The employee widened his eyes, immediately thinking robbery, when in fact Von Karma was just going through her Von Karma cycle of life. Obviously, the man had no idea since he had never played Phoenix Wright before, so he alerted security to restrain the questionably insane woman. With that, he rushed off to call the police. During all of this, Franziska's temper was probably two times more explosive than Mount Vesuvius, what with her shouting incoherent words at the trembling workers and wielding her notorious whip in every direction.

And for no reason, Von Karma blamed Phoenix.

"Curse that pathetic excuse of a lawyer!"

Status of Team Karma: Arrested

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away...(getting old yet? :p)

"ACHOO!"

"Get a Kleenex already!"

I've been sneezing a lot lately...

Reaching for a tissue, Phoenix stole a glance at the clock. To his delight, work was "theoretically" over in about ten minutes. Phoenix sighed to himself. After all, every day passed by without any excitement.

No wait, that isn't right. What Phoenix wanted wasn't a fully charged day, but more of a normal business day. He was an ordinary man, but he was surrounded by....extraordinary people. Take Edgeworth for example. His old friend was known for being stiff, business-like, and slight outdated. Next thing Phoenix knew, Edgeworth's facebook profile was crammed with pictures of Madness Combat. Even Von Karma was affecting him today, even though she had yet to do something. For example, Phoenix swore that he heard her scream about an hour ago, but it was probably just his paranoia.

Sighing, he turned off his computer and got ready to leave. Glancing over at the other side of the room, he saw Maya still playing(Where does she get all those games?)on the Xbox. He walked over to her, tapping her on the shoulder.

"Hey Maya, time to close up."

"No way, man"

What are you, a hippie now?

"Yes way, Maya. I can't lock the door if you're still in here."

"Dude...Halo."

"I can't leave you here for the whole night, now can I?"

Wait a minute...

"...I guess you're right, Nick."

Drat!

With a final longing look at the television screen, she signed off of Xbox Live, not before hearing several angry comments such as "what the heck are you doing, you noob!?" and "Get in the ****ing warthog!", causing Phoenix to raise his eyebrows. She got up from the couch and stood up to face Nick with a very suspicious look.

"Hey Nick..."

Phoenix, not really paying attention to Maya as he got his coat and keys, instantly replied,

"Yeah?"

"PREPARATION TIME!"

The sudden shout made Phoenix jump about a foot in the air, making his hair stand even more on end than it usually was. Once he recovered, he swivelled around to look at the spirit medium with an angry and confused face.

"What are you talking about!? And secondly, don't scream like that! We're not the only ones in this building, you know!"

This did not deter Maya's grin, adding to Phoenix's curiosity. Speaking in a slow voice, as if talking to someone younger than her,(ironic, no?) she asked,

"What do you think we're gonna do? I'm gonna help you win this game!"

"What?"

You're the referee!

"C'mon! Let's go get a hamburger and talk about it! You're treating though!"

If inanimate objects had emotions, the poor lawyer's wallet would have been bursting into tears right about now.

Status of Team Phoenix: Possible victim of loan sharks in the future

Meanwhile, thousands of miles-what the heck, you know the drill

The security guard looked at the new arriver with wide eyes and an open mouth. After a minute of silence, the security guard recovered and asked,

"Um, shouldn't you be on the other side of the Detention Center, Ms. Von Karma?

A glare ugly and horrifying enough to turn Medusa to stone silenced the man.

6 days and 15 hours until the end

How was that, guys!? Totally, awesome, right?...no? Okay. =p Anyways, rate and review! Next chapter's coming up soon, I promise.

You know what, I should bump the rating up to K+...