Embarrassment- ensemble
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Recovery date: July 26th, 2020
Description: Larry tells embarrassing stories about his friends to their subordinates
Notes: An entry from my 2020 research project into the universe of Ace Attorney. You can find the next entry here.
Word count: 740
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“Nicky! Where are you?” Larry whined, as he barged into the Wright Anything Agency. Everyone in the office looked up at him.
“Oh! Hey uncle Larry, if you're looking for daddy, he’s out grabbing lunch with uncle Miles. Do you wanna wait here with us?” Trucy asked.
“Aww! Hey Truce! Man, Nicky and Edgey never tell me anything,” he huffed, flopping down on the couch beside his niece. He was either ignoring, or didn’t notice, the stares from the rest of the office.
“Um, hello?” Apollo asked, “Who are you?”
“What?! You don’t know who I am?” Everyone shook their heads. “I am the great artist Laurice Deuxnim, Nick and Edgey’s best friend since grade school!”
“Oh!” Athena yelled, “I think I’ve seen some of your books. Wait, how do you get Larry from Laurice Deuxnim?”
“How does one get Nick from Phoenix Wright?” Simon asked, flipping through a case file.
“Herr samurai does have a point.”
“Oh! That’s because his real name is Larry butz,” everyone sent Trucy a curious look. “What? Not like some of your names are very normal. I mean Mr. Gavin’s name is literally piano.” Apollo and Simon both started snickering.
“Hey I have a great name!”Larry whined.
“So, Mr. Butz,” Athena said, setting down her case files.
“Call me Laurice!”
“Alright Laurice, if you’ve know Mr. Wright and Mr. Edgeworth for so long, you have to have some good stories!”
“Athena lets not.”
“Oh come on! You have to have some questions,” Athena whined. “What about you two?” She turned to Simon and Klavier.
“I do have one,” Klavier said. “What’s with the samurai keychain herr Edgeworth always keeps with him?”
“Actually, I’ve been wondering that too. Mr. Wright has a blue one, but he won’t tell me where he got it, and he gets fidgety when we ask,” Apollo said, curiosity getting the better of him.
“Oh like this one?” Larry asked, pulling out his signal samurai keychain. “It was a set I won back in elementary school! It’s the signal samurai, Nicky and I got Edgey into it back then.”
“Edgeworth-dono? Watched a children’s samurai show?”
“What, I’m sure he wasn’t always so uptight,” Trucy laughed.
“Oh no, Edgey was always like this! Always going on about being a defense attorney like his father. He always wore a little bow tie and stuff.”
“Heh, that sounds like herr Edgeworth,” Klavier laughed. By now, everyone had set down their work and was listening. “Any other stories herr Butz?”
“Ooh! Wait I can do you one better,” he pulled out his phone. “I have a picture of us doing the signal samurai pose!”
“What?!”
“No way uncle Miles would do something like that,” Trucy said. As Larry scrolled through his phone, the door opened.
“What’s going on?” Edgeworth asked, as him and Wright stepped inside with two paper bags. “Larry what are you doing here?”
“Edgey! Nicky!” Larry yelled, dropping his phone and forgetting about the picture. “We were just talking about you two.”
“What were you telling them exactly?” Wright asked wearily.
“Can you guys do the signal samurai pose?!” Trucy yelled.
“Larry…” Edgeworth almost growled. “What did you say?”
“Nothing! They were just asking about the keychains.”
“He was going to show us a picture of the pose!” Athena yelled.
“Oh, then I see no harm,” Wright said, “Although I’m a little out of practise. Come on, there’s space over here.” Wright dragged Edgeworth to a clear area.
“Wright,” he hissed, “don’t humor him!”
“Oh come on Edgey!” He joined them, “ ready?” Edgeworth just huffed and looked away, standing straight with his arms crossed. Larry cupped his hand around his eyes, “Sense the enemies I do. So be careful, will you?” Everyone started laughing, even Edgeworth cracked a grin. “Signal Yellow!” He struck the signal yellow pose.
“Kick enemies to the curb, and sally forth!” Wright extended his hand, and Trucy burst out into a fit of giggle. Edgeworth’s shoulders relaxed. “Signal blue!” He struck the signal blue pose.
“Come on uncle Miles!”
“Ja herr Edgeworth, don’t leave your friends waiting!”
“Fine, but this never leaves this room!” He glared, before taking a deep breath as his face turned red. “You’re facing me, and I shall stop thee.” He went through the motions, although a little choppy. “Signal red.” He posed. Everyone began to snicker, before bursting into full on laughter.
“Hey! You asked for it,” Wright laughed.
“Again!” Trucy yelled.
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