#chiefprosecutors

"Hmm...I wonder. I mean, I'm going off to work right now. That's a perfectly good question, hahaha."

"I guess we should check in with Edgeworth, right? He might've gotten there quickly, I mean...that guy's pretty fast with everything. Maybe we should call him FASTworth?"

To Edgey Boy

From Phoenix Always Wright

[1/4] heyy edgeworth =)

[2/4] u home yet? fairing well on the egg? some guy named So A.Nonymous wants to know lol

[3/4] or has it hatched and are u breast feeding it?

[TEXT FAILED/4] shit fuck you dont have breasts IGNORE THATI NS ULT IM SO SO RYR  EDGEOWRht GOOD b YE

"This egg...I swear to god, if it doesn't hatch--I have work to do." Everyone wasn't home, and so Phoenix got bored and took an egg from one of those "hidden egg" spots. It wasn't hard to find, because everyone was crowding around them. He thought it'd be fun to take care of, but this thing wasn't even trying to break open.

He stared at the egg, long and hard with that infamous Manfred von Karma stare he had seen in pictures of the prosecutor. It did works on Trucy when she wanted to buy that expensive painting for the office. At least Maya had tried to steal something, instead of making him buy something expensive. (Phoenix, you're an ex-lawyer. That's wrong on 50 different levels and you know it.) It didn't work though, the staring of the egg.

The ex-attorney stared at the egg once more, but then sat up. He had to go help Edgeworth interrogate the suspects in one of his new murder cases he had accepted. The ex-defense did not have time for this silly business. (Damn...I sounded like Edgeworth thinking that!) He thought of putting the egg back, but it wasn't going to be a pretty thing when Miles heard. He'd say something along the lines of, "You can't use my credit card anymore, you fool." No maybe that was something Franziska, his sister, would say. Since Phoenix was unemployed, he did this interrogating business as a service to Miles for allowing him to use his credit card (partially) not monitored.

Sighing, the spiky-haired brunet put on a doppelganger suit jacket, similar to the one he owned in Los Angeles. He had not worn that suit since seven years ago, but Edgeworth made him go buy a suit in order to do this little inspection business. "A lawyer has to look presentable, Phoenix," Edgeworth's words echoed through his mind but Phoenix only could think in his head, Damn you Edgeworth! I'm not even a lawyer anymore. He just had to proceed to leave the house after locking the door...not thinking about the egg or the suit.

While Phoenix walked out of the house to haul a taxi, he whipped out his handy cell phone he had gotten since he was now a citizen. "Better remind old Edgey that I'm coming today..." He checked the time and then sent the text.

to Edgy Boy*

from Phoenix Always Wright*

[1/7] hey unsavy lawyer boy

[2/7] im going 2 the office rn just 2 let u know

[3/7] i know ur leavin since its like 7pm

[4/7] who even works til 7pm i mean in la we worked until 5pm that was just a given

[5/7] bah hive city and their standards of a hard worker are different than the us's and thats god awful

[6/7] anyways theres an egg on my side of the bed its huge and golden u cant miss it unless u have become even more blind u old hag hahaha xoxox 

[7/7] sike i hate you <3 just watch the egg and tell me if it hatches

Little did he know...the egg had hatched while he was going to the office. What was inside of that egg...? (We'll never know.)

"Probably should stay at a hotel 'night, haha...Who knows what that devil of an egg could hatch into." he snicked to himself as the taxi sped off to the prison. This was going to be a long night for Edgeworth.

DRAFTED TEXT MESSAGE

to Edgy Boy

from Phoenix Always Wright

[1/?] mmm edgeworth im gonna stay at a hotel for a few days

[2/?] have fun w that egg ok <3 <3

[3/?] also i found this new emoticon on the net wanna see it? its probably u rn xD

[4/?] 凸(｀0´)凸

11: Passionately kiss a stuffed toy

"Compared to everything else this isn't really that bad."

And so, the deed is quickly done.

6: Gentle Peck

"Alright so if you really want to do it, you have to be gentle. After all, you two have never kissed right? I can't say I know what Phoenix likes but start small after you confess."

The radio host leaned in to kiss the other man gently before pulling away.

Warren Zevon - Lawyers, Guns and Money

Phoenix hadn't lived in Flammelle's house for long, but he had already established a firm relationship with the whole group. He had assembled the "family" together, Ibuki, Noisemaker, Miles, and Godot. Since it was the house owner's birthday, he wanted to make it the best celebration he had ever had. Phoenix never had one perfect birthday party--besides when he turned 10 with Edgeworth and Larry there. It was one of the better days he had. He wanted to have Flammelle experience the same thing on a larger scale.

Chuckling as everyone but Flammelle filed into the living room, the "housewife" smiled. "So guys, you know it's Flammelle's birthday today, right? We should celebrate with a surprise party," Phoenix gestured to the cabinet that he claimed kept laundry detergents for every single one of the guys (and gal.) "I've been keeping stuff other than laundry detergent in there, haha." His naivete didn't exactly help--because at least half the people in the house practically already realized that.