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Therapy Sessions, #12: Magic of the Heart (Ace Attorney)
Title: Magic of the Heart
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Prompt: If a spell turned him into the animal that most resembles his heart, what would he turn into?
Characters: Athena Cykes, Phoenix Wright, Trucy Wright
Word Count: 895
Summary: Phoenix can't say no to a party, or his daughter, no matter how silly it all seems.
It was no wonder that Phoenix was a little worried.
After all, a party to celebrate the success of Trucy's latest magic show seemed like a good idea on paper, but making it open to all her fans was something he only agreed to after a lot of consideration. He hesitated, but naturally, he knew that a good turnout was important to his daughter; so in the end, he caved and made the invitation public. After that, he could only hope for the best.
'Hope for the best,' meaning he made sure to personally invite Miles Edgeworth, Simon Blackquill, and pretty much any capable, able-bodied, menacing-looking person of authority he could think of. Simon required the most convincing—particularly after he clarified that Trucy wanted it to be a costume party—so after he declined, Phoenix decided to call on Athena.
"Tell him he can bring Taka," he offered. His tone began half-jokingly until he realized the appearance of a bird of prey might actually help keep people in line, especially when perched on the shoulder of an ex-con. "In fact, I insist."
Athena laughed. "Oh, alright. I'll see what I can do," she said. "I can't promise he'll be in costume, but I'll figure something out."
"That's alright." Phoenix shook his head, adding: "He and Edgeworth can be non-costume wearing, broody wallflowers together."
"Does that mean you're going to be in costume too, boss?"
Athena seemed surprised, and Phoenix nodded. "She already picked something out," he replied, reaching to rub at the spikes at the back of his head. "Turns out she can be very convincing. Wonder who she got that from."
"I wonder." Athena stuck out her tongue. There were three lawyers in her life that he could take his pick from for an answer, but it was only natural he was thinking of himself. She shrugged. "Well, I have some catching up to do, then! I still don't know what my costume's going to be."
"I think she's going for an animal theme, if that helps," Phoenix offered. ". . . Anyway, let me know how it goes. With Simon."
"Aye aye, captain," Athena saluted.
At least she still had a few days.
* * *
Penrose Theater was the place.
Everything was going well. There was a sea of brightly-colored costumes, from flamingos to cat girls, dogs, and more. The turnout was testament to how popular Trucy had become, and while actual murder magnet Phoenix Wright was still worried about things going south, he couldn't help but be proud of her as well.
He was, of course, dressed as an actual phoenix. For Trucy, there was no other animal more perfect, or that resembled his heart more. Taking it a step further than just 'animal costumes,' that was what she was really going for as her party's theme: spirit animals, ones that were truly tailored for the person wearing them.
The little addition had been Athena's idea, after Phoenix told her about it.
He flapped his wings (arms) lamely.
"I feel like a Moltres," he said.
"The best Moltres," Trucy insisted. She herself was dressed as a blue penguin. In Pokemon terms, she was something resembling a Piplup, and she was grinning, clearly pleased with the costume. She insisted that the color scheme was perfect and made her feel super comfortable—exactly like herself.
"Hey, I think that's Athena." Phoenix spoke up suddenly, squinting into the crowd.
Hearing that, Trucy perked up to find her. It didn't take her long. Immediately Trucy was laughing, seeing Athena's costume choice: a yellow chick, paper beak and all. Apparently the nickname stuck.
"Oh my gosh!" Trucy cried excitedly.
Athena was already making her way over, but it was then that Trucy caught sight of something out of the corner of her eye. It was just for a moment, but she glanced over to the wall distractedly, looking past Mr. Edgeworth to see . . .
A panda.
A panda, with a hawk perched on its shoulder.
"Oh my gosh," Trucy squeaked, this time more seriously.
"Hey, guys!" Athena arrived on the scene then, waving. Trucy was still stunned, and by then, Phoenix was staring, too.
"Is that Simon Blackquill?" Trucy asked, dumbfounded.
"I don't believe it," Phoenix added, in a laugh. "What did you do?"
"Huh?" It took a moment for Athena to catch on to the conversation. She adjusted her beak playfully, and looked innocent enough. "Oh, well, you know. I can be pretty convincing too, when I wanna be."
"Blackmail," Phoenix guessed. He looked thoughtful. "Bribery?"
"Hey!" Athena elbowed him. "I resent that."
Phoenix and Trucy both laughed. Trucy watched the panda prosecutor for a moment longer before turning back to Athena, the yellow chick. Trucy looked impressed, complimenting her accordingly: "And I thought my magic was good. That must be some spell you cast on him."
"It wears off at midnight," Athena said, without missing a beat. She grinned, continuing dismissively: "So! Let's enjoy, shall we? Drinks for everyone!"
A cheer of agreement erupted among them. They meandered towards the refreshments, where Athena took the liberty of pouring out the punch, passing them along until all three of them had a cup. She held up her own.
"To Trucy!" she exclaimed.
"To Trucy!"
"To me!"
They toasted, laughing. They drank. And even though Phoenix still insisted he was entirely too old for this, he decided he wouldn't regret this night.
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Prompt: If a spell turned him into the animal that most resembles his heart, what would he turn into?
Characters: Athena Cykes, Phoenix Wright, Trucy Wright
Word Count: 895
Summary: Phoenix can't say no to a party, or his daughter, no matter how silly it all seems.
It was no wonder that Phoenix was a little worried.
After all, a party to celebrate the success of Trucy's latest magic show seemed like a good idea on paper, but making it open to all her fans was something he only agreed to after a lot of consideration. He hesitated, but naturally, he knew that a good turnout was important to his daughter; so in the end, he caved and made the invitation public. After that, he could only hope for the best.
'Hope for the best,' meaning he made sure to personally invite Miles Edgeworth, Simon Blackquill, and pretty much any capable, able-bodied, menacing-looking person of authority he could think of. Simon required the most convincing—particularly after he clarified that Trucy wanted it to be a costume party—so after he declined, Phoenix decided to call on Athena.
"Tell him he can bring Taka," he offered. His tone began half-jokingly until he realized the appearance of a bird of prey might actually help keep people in line, especially when perched on the shoulder of an ex-con. "In fact, I insist."
Athena laughed. "Oh, alright. I'll see what I can do," she said. "I can't promise he'll be in costume, but I'll figure something out."
"That's alright." Phoenix shook his head, adding: "He and Edgeworth can be non-costume wearing, broody wallflowers together."
"Does that mean you're going to be in costume too, boss?"
Athena seemed surprised, and Phoenix nodded. "She already picked something out," he replied, reaching to rub at the spikes at the back of his head. "Turns out she can be very convincing. Wonder who she got that from."
"I wonder." Athena stuck out her tongue. There were three lawyers in her life that he could take his pick from for an answer, but it was only natural he was thinking of himself. She shrugged. "Well, I have some catching up to do, then! I still don't know what my costume's going to be."
"I think she's going for an animal theme, if that helps," Phoenix offered. ". . . Anyway, let me know how it goes. With Simon."
"Aye aye, captain," Athena saluted.
At least she still had a few days.
Penrose Theater was the place.
Everything was going well. There was a sea of brightly-colored costumes, from flamingos to cat girls, dogs, and more. The turnout was testament to how popular Trucy had become, and while actual murder magnet Phoenix Wright was still worried about things going south, he couldn't help but be proud of her as well.
He was, of course, dressed as an actual phoenix. For Trucy, there was no other animal more perfect, or that resembled his heart more. Taking it a step further than just 'animal costumes,' that was what she was really going for as her party's theme: spirit animals, ones that were truly tailored for the person wearing them.
The little addition had been Athena's idea, after Phoenix told her about it.
He flapped his wings (arms) lamely.
"I feel like a Moltres," he said.
"The best Moltres," Trucy insisted. She herself was dressed as a blue penguin. In Pokemon terms, she was something resembling a Piplup, and she was grinning, clearly pleased with the costume. She insisted that the color scheme was perfect and made her feel super comfortable—exactly like herself.
"Hey, I think that's Athena." Phoenix spoke up suddenly, squinting into the crowd.
Hearing that, Trucy perked up to find her. It didn't take her long. Immediately Trucy was laughing, seeing Athena's costume choice: a yellow chick, paper beak and all. Apparently the nickname stuck.
"Oh my gosh!" Trucy cried excitedly.
Athena was already making her way over, but it was then that Trucy caught sight of something out of the corner of her eye. It was just for a moment, but she glanced over to the wall distractedly, looking past Mr. Edgeworth to see . . .
A panda.
A panda, with a hawk perched on its shoulder.
"Oh my gosh," Trucy squeaked, this time more seriously.
"Hey, guys!" Athena arrived on the scene then, waving. Trucy was still stunned, and by then, Phoenix was staring, too.
"Is that Simon Blackquill?" Trucy asked, dumbfounded.
"I don't believe it," Phoenix added, in a laugh. "What did you do?"
"Huh?" It took a moment for Athena to catch on to the conversation. She adjusted her beak playfully, and looked innocent enough. "Oh, well, you know. I can be pretty convincing too, when I wanna be."
"Blackmail," Phoenix guessed. He looked thoughtful. "Bribery?"
"Hey!" Athena elbowed him. "I resent that."
Phoenix and Trucy both laughed. Trucy watched the panda prosecutor for a moment longer before turning back to Athena, the yellow chick. Trucy looked impressed, complimenting her accordingly: "And I thought my magic was good. That must be some spell you cast on him."
"It wears off at midnight," Athena said, without missing a beat. She grinned, continuing dismissively: "So! Let's enjoy, shall we? Drinks for everyone!"
A cheer of agreement erupted among them. They meandered towards the refreshments, where Athena took the liberty of pouring out the punch, passing them along until all three of them had a cup. She held up her own.
"To Trucy!" she exclaimed.
"To Trucy!"
"To me!"
They toasted, laughing. They drank. And even though Phoenix still insisted he was entirely too old for this, he decided he wouldn't regret this night.