[Backdated to around midnight. Action]

[cantacquityou]

 

[It was after midnight. Edgeworth was clad in a pair of deep-red pajamas, placidly enjoying a cup of tea in his kitchen, alternating between reading a chapter of the Steel Samurai manga, playing a digital game of chess, and idly researching comparisons between alternative medical treatments and conventional methods of medical practice of certain maladies on his tablet, when the Valentine's Day decor suddenly exploded into being all at once like some Harry Potter shit. Since he has headphones on, listening to 
Symphony No. 8 in B minor 'Unvollendete' by Schubert,  he doesn't notice the sudden change in decor until he looks up moments later.

He sighs. Another one of the castle's shenanigans, no doubt. He takes a few moments to check the Paradisa feed and notes that everyone else seemed to have the same 'problem,' so he realizes that it's probably unnecessary to make a castle-wide post inquiring about it.

He rises from the stool that he was sitting on, and walks about, surveying the place. As he descends the stairs towards his bedroom, his head turned upwards, studying the gaudy bedizenment of every nook and cranny of the place, he is certainly not prepared for the other part of the castle's surprise... 

He is, needless to say, very startled to find Phoenix Wright standing near the foot of his bed. His body tenses in fright upon seeing the unexpected visitor in his room, nearing dropping the tablet in hand. He begins to exhibit an array of speechless gestures of aggravation, including face!palming, clenching his fist and such, before he yells:]






...What the hell are you doing here?!


[/Edit: Room now looks something like this: Bed, Ceiling, Kitchen, and various elements from these rooms.  And when the lights are off, the walls of the room glows like this, this, and this. Others: Couch, Toilet, Misc1, Misc2, Misc3.]

Comments

[cantacquityou]

[He sit up promptly, his mouth hanging slightly open at the pulchritudinous sight before him.]


...What...?

[takethat]

[Phoenix, on the other hand, takes his time sitting up, out of some kind of bizarre reverence for the glowing walls.]

......do they usually do this?

[cantacquityou]

[He looks over at him and shakes his head, dumbfounded.]

[takethat]

[That stunned expression is met with a broad grin.]

I like the fireworks.

[cantacquityou]

...It's all rather...nice...

[Edgeworth, being a lover of stargazing and just about anything celestial, is particularly taken aback with the planetary scene.]



...Beautiful...

[takethat]

[Were this a movie, this would be the moment when Phoenix would scoot in close or hold Edgeworth's hand or perhaps lean on his shoulder.





But this is not a movie, and Phoenix is not about to do any of those things.


What he does do, though, is hug his knees to his chest and smile at Edgeworth.]

Kind of makes all this a little more worth it, huh?

[cantacquityou]

[He responds with an awkward half-smile of his own, before reclining back and sinking himself into the large pillow. He then points to the ceiling.]


...Look up there. The stars...they're blinking.

[takethat]

[He looks up at the "sky" above.]

Nice touch--looks like the castle thought of everything.

[cantacquityou]

Hm.

[He had quite a few more comments to add, but he stifles them, instead enjoying the scene...In but a moment, however, he snuggles the comforter closer, and his eyes slowly close.]

[takethat]

[He looks over again, intending to say something else as well, but stops himself. Edgeworth looks awfully peaceful like that... no need to bother him.

So, Phoenix does the same, making himself comfortable and drifting off to sleep, looking at the almost-magical walls until the very last possible moment.]