Here is chapter eight! Only about 4 or 5 more chapters to this story, guys! I'm going to be pretty happy when I finish this considering that it's been 8 months and I'm only on chapter 8. Whatever, hope you guys like this chapter!

Thank you to Natgirl103 for reviewing. Love you Cuz!

Chapter 8: Living With It

Trucy awoke early in the morning and found Thalassa in the kitchen making pancakes.

"Huh? What are you doing here?" Trucy asked sleepily.

Thalassa flipped over a pancake. "Mr. Wright let me stay here after he heard what happened at my apartment."

"Oh, what happened?"

"Uhh, well..." Thalassa got some cinnamon and shook some into the batter. "I was outside on my porch, writing. When I got inside someone was in my apartment... So I managed to get away and come here," she said with a shiver at remembering what happened the night before.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! Are you OK? Were you scared?" Trucy asked.

"I'm OK now; though it was a little bit frightening. It's OK though, I'm just happy that I'm here and making breakfast for my daughter!" Thalassa smiled brightly. She knew she was treading on thin ice just by saying that; but she was willing to risk it since Trucy would never get as angry as Apollo would.

"Hehe, I'm sure the pancakes are going to be great! Thanks, mommy!"

"Woah, you're ready to start calling me 'mommy' already?" Thalassa asked, a little shocked.

"Yeah..." Trucy crossed her arms. "It's a little weird but you are my mommy, so I'll have to get used to it eventually," Trucy grinned and bounced a little on her toes.

"Haha, I like the way you think, Trucy!" Thalassa set down a plate of pancakes in front of Trucy along with a bottle of syrup.

"Thanks!" Trucy said brightly and started pouring the syrup onto her pancakes. While Trucy was starting to eat her pancakes, the door opened and Phoenix stumbled into the kitchen. It took a few seconds for him to realize what was going on around him.

"...Pancakes? I thought I smelled something weird..." Phoenix yawned and went to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of grape juice. "Thalassa, you do know that you didn't need to make pancakes, right?"

"I know, but I really wanted to make breakfast for my daughter! Isn't that what every mom wants to do? Make breakfast for their kids?"

A look of sadness flashed across his face, but he took a gulp of grape juice to hide it. "Uh, sure... I guess."

Trucy got up and put her plate in the sink. "That was great, mommy!"

Phoenix sputtered and started to choke on his grape juice; breaking into a horrible coughing fit. Trucy went over to him and started patting his back.

"Oh my gosh! Daddy, are you OK?"

"I'm... fine! I just... need.. to.. get to... the... bathroom!" Phoenix managed to sputter and he ran off to the bathroom.

"Hmm, I wonder why he started choking like that?" Trucy wondered out loud.

Thalassa grinned, she knew exactly why Phoenix started choking but decided not to say anything.

"Anyways, I'm going to go to Polly's place right now."

"A-Are you sure you should go there?" Thalassa asked nervously. "Are you going to be alright? He's a little... Aggressive."

"Polly? Nah... He's a totally teddy bear! Hehe, he was just really mad yesterday; that's all! I just need to make sure he's OK..." Trucy gathered her belongings and headed for the door. "Bye mommy! Make sure to tell daddy where I went!" Trucy waved and walked out the door.

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Trucy knocked sharply on the door of Apollo's apartment. This was the fourth time that she knocked and no one came to the door. She was about to give up, but put her hand on the doorknob, turning it slowly. Click!

Wow, Polly really needs to secure his apartment! Hehe, lucky it's just me and not Mr. Edgeworth's assistant that daddy told me about a while ago.

Trucy stepped into the dark apartment, all the shades were down, making the apartment look very dark except for the slits of sunlight coming through the sides. The refrigerator hummed and the light from a fire alarm blinked ominously.

Hmm, I really shouldn't be here; Polly needs to get his beauty sleep, after all!

Trucy walked farther into the apartment and soon entered the living room and found Apollo sitting on the couch, staring at her.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I just wanted to check up on you to see if you were OK!"

Apollo grumbled, "I'm not a baby. You shouldn't have come in here without my permission."

"Well you should've opened the door!" Trucy put her hands on her hips.

"Well I didn't want to open the door for a reason!" Apollo stood up from his spot on the couch. "I just want to be alone."

"Polly, it's not good to be alone," Trucy sighed.

Apollo sank back down on the couch. "Please Trucy, go home. Talk to her. You're obviously taking this way better than I am."

"Polly, I can't just leave you alone! That wouldn't be very nice of me." Trucy sat down on the couch. "I talked to mommy this morning, she made pancakes for breakfast!"

Apollo scoffed, "You're calling her that already?"

"Yep!"

Wow, this girl is doing waaay better than I am... I feel like I would never call her "mother." Ever. Apollo thought.

"Wow, anyway, what was she doing staying at the agency?"

"Oh... Uh, she sort of had an incident at her house. That's why she came to the agency in the first place."

"W-what happened?"

"Someone broke into her house and tried to kidnap her or something..." Trucy trailed off and glanced over at Apollo. He bit his lip and she could see a small bit of worry clouded in his eyes.

"She's not going there anytime soon, is she?"

"I-I really don't know."

Suddenly, Apollo's phone starts to ring. He reaches for it on the coffee tabled and flips it open, lifting the phone to his ear.

"Hello? ...Yes, yes," there was a long pause and Trucy cocked her head at him curiously. "W-what? I'm so sorry! ...I'll be right there, don't worry!" Terror filled his eyes and he hung up the phone.

"What is it, Polly?"

"Please Trucy, leave now! I really have to go!" Apollo stood up quickly.

"What was it, Apollo? Tell me!"

"Maybe later, but I really have to go!" Apollo went to his bedroom and quickly shut the door. Trucy stood in the middle of the living room for a minute, and then left.

What just happened? I hope everything is OK...

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Trucy walked into the agency and found Phoenix sitting on the couch in front of the TV, angrily pressing buttons on the remote.

"What's wrong, daddy?" Trucy asked.

"Thalassa left a DVD in the player and I can't figure out how to get it out. What's even worse is it's in Borginian!"

Phoenix and Trucy stared at the TV for a moment, listening to the language that neither could understand.

"Ooh, who's that guy?" Trucy asked, pointing at a guy on the TV.

"Oh, uh, that someone named..." Phoenix picked up the DVD, looking at the guy's name. "I don't know, I can't understand these symbols. She said that it was her favorite actor."

"Oh well, I don't blame her! He's cute!"

"Uh..."

"Here," Trucy went over and pressed a button on the player, ejecting the DVD.

"Wow... I-I tried that!" Phoenix said, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Hehe Daddy, good thing you didn't get into a job with technology! Ah, anyway, where's mommy?"

"Uh, Thalassa, you mean? She said that she was going to the grocery store and then stopping by her house."

"W-what? You let her go to her house after what happened to her last night?" Trucy said angrily.

"Well, I can't control her! She's a grown woman and can make her decisions. She's even older than me."

"But you should've went with her!" Trucy argued.

"Like I said, I can't control her and I'm not going to act like a... Attachment or something."

Phoenix and Trucy stayed in silence, staring at the blank TV until her broke the silence again.

"I'm sure she'll be fine."

Well , that's it for this chapter! It's just a filler chapter, pretty much. The Portuguese thing in the end is going to be important in future chapters. Reviews are greatly appreciated!