[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.]

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[takethat]

.....I think I would've been more proud of you if you hadn't.

[cantacquityou]

[Grabs the front of Phoenix's shirt.]



...Is that a green light?

[takethat]

[He'd like to protest--HE REALLY WOULD--but he's too busy being horrified and screaming on the inside, so all he manages is an especially pathetic little squeak.]

[cantacquityou]

[He lets go]

Consider yourself lucky that I place more value in our friendship than the desire to win an argument.


...And the fact that I'd rather kiss someone I am actually attracted to.

[takethat]

....don't ever do that again!

[because it makes his stomach do weird things okay]

[cantacquityou]

Oh, Phoenix, you simply mustn't let me get to you like that. It makes it all the more amusing...




[A comedic sigh]




...Homosexuality is fun.

[takethat]

[Sputter]

Believe me! It has nothing to do with that! If you were Maya I'd be just as bothered!

[And probably just as confused]

[cantacquityou]

Then what does it have to do with?

[takethat]

...having a friend threaten to kiss me! That's... not okay. [probably.]

[cantacquityou]

Would you have preferred if I were a stranger?

[takethat]

That wasn't my point.

"Friends" and "lovers" are two different things. Friends don't kiss each other. Lovers do.

[cantacquityou]

Aren't lovers not usually friends as well?

[takethat]

Lovers should be friends, but friends... lovers...






...you're confusing me...

[Aha aha aha in so many different ways]

[cantacquityou]

[A small laugh.]









..You're right, Wright. You do make me feel better.

[takethat]

[A small laugh is still a laugh, and that brightens Phoenix's mood considerably.]

Glad I could help after all.

[cantacquityou]

And I am glad you could help.

[takethat]

[He really wants to hug Edgeworth again now, but learned his lesson earlier about that....]

So... what do you suggest we do... since we're apparently not getting out of this room anytime soon?

[cantacquityou]

[Waves him over.]

[takethat]

...[Moves closer once again, only slightly concerned another kiss threat is on the horizon]

[cantacquityou]

[He accesses the contents of the USB device and pulls up another video. This time, it starts off with three of them - Phoenix, Larry Butz, and himself, enjoying an after-trial outing at the outside patio of a Pan-Asian bistro. Edgeworth's treat, of course, considering the other two were both broke as eggshells (and Larry was one persuasive mofo). Much drinking and laughing ensued (mostly by Phoenix and Larry), as Edgeworth watched the cars in the distance go by. For now, anyway. His peace would be very short-lived.]

[takethat]

[Phoenix tilts his head and watches the video, barely remembering the day in question, and having no idea who the third man is. A little way further into the video, however, the unidentifiable man begins to shoot paperwads through a straw at Edgeworth from across the table, and Phoenix--in the video as well as the Phoenix in the here and now--bursts into laughter.]




...That guy got you.

[cantacquityou]

That's Larry, Wright.

[takethat]

Larry?

[Yeah, not only has he forgotten Larry, but he doesn't have the luxury of remembering their previous conversation about him, either. Darn those losses.]

[cantacquityou]

Yes, that is him. Now that I think of it, the fact that you cannot recall him may very well show just how much he meant to you, ironically.

[takethat]

...you think? ...I guess that makes it kind of sad that I can't remember him, then, doesn't it?

[He frowns, still watching the video, where he seems to be teaming up with Larry to attack Edgeworth.]

Looks like we must have been good friends.