Characters ⬩➤ Phoenix Wright, Miles Edgeworth, Trucy Wright, and Apollo Justice
Summary ⬩➤ Trucy couldn't help but notice Phoenix and Edgeworth arguing and quickly devises a plan to have them make up.
“You're not taking this seriously, Wright!”
Trucy frowned from afar as she watched the two adults bicker, folding her arms over her chest with a pout. “This is ridiculous! I passed the Bar years ago, I don't think all this excessive studying is necessary.” Phoenix grumbled on the sofa in the office. “Well, things have changed. You seriously expect the Bar Exam to be the exact same as it was around 10 years ago?” Edgeworth cocked an eyebrow, clearly not amused.
Apollo placed a hand on his hip and stepped pver to Trucy, not taking his eyes off of his boss and the chief prosecutor. “They've been going at it for a while now. When do you think they'll stop?” He asks, finally shifting his gaze to the young magician. “I dunno...” Trucy sighs, looking down at the floor with a saddened look on her face. "I just hate seeing them like this!" She looks back up, directing her eyes toward Apollo. “I just... wish I could do more to help...”
“Whatever, Wright. We'll just continue tomorrow. I'll be taking my leave now.” Edgeworth turns and makes his way over to the door upon gathering his law books. However, Trucy's eyes light up with an idea as she stares at the leaving Edgeworth, grinning from ear-to-ear at Apollo. "Er... Trucy?.. I don't like that look in your eyes... what are you up t- whoa!" Trucy suddenly pulls Apollo by the hand, practically dragging him to the door. She pushes Edgeworth out of the way and exits the office with Apollo, earning an alarmed gasp from the prosecutor.
"Wh-what the?!-" Edgeworth regained his footing before attempting to open the door once more, only to find that it wouldn't budge. "Trucy?" Phoenix spoke up, seemingly just as confused as Edgeworth was. On the other side of the door, Trucy was holding the doorknob with a firm grip. “Trucy Wright, you open this door right now!” Edgeworth demanded, frantically trying to turn the knob.
"Not until you two stop arguing!" Trucy says with a determined expression, despite the two attorneys not being able to see her in that moment. "Quick, Apollo, grab me that chair!"
“Edgeworth, just forget it. She's not gonna let us out of here anytime soon.” Phoenix concludes, his previous confusion now being replaced with a sense of being unbothered.
“You're far too calm about this. I have places to be and things to do that'll be less difficult and time-consuming than helping you earn your badge back.” Edgeworth's eyes narrow, glancing back at Phoenix as he just slumped back in his seat, hands in the pockets of his gray zipped jacket. “You heard her, didn't you? She's saw us arguing back there-” “-Well maybe if you didn't get on my last nerve we wouldn't be arguing in the first place.” Edgeworth interrupted Phoenix. “You're not taking this seriously. Do you ever stop to think on why you got disbarred in the first place?! It's because you don't think! Otherwise you would've seen from the start that the evidence was forged.”
Phoenix was taken aback by Edgeworth's sudden outburst. He just stares in silence. He knew Edgeworth didn't mean it, though he couldn't deny that it still hurt, especially coming from him. He eventually averts his gaze, nodding with furrowed brows. “No, yeah, you're right.” He answers dryly.
It didn't take long for Edgeworth to realize his mistake. “Wright, you know I didn't mean that.” He tries to explain, “Just...” Edgeworth then steps closer to the spiky haired former-lawyer, setting his books down on the coffee table and taking a seat beside him. He wasn't the best with feelings. Everybody knew that, as it wasn't much of a secret to begin with even if Edgeworth so wanted it to be. He awkwardly wraps an arm around Phoenix, slowly pulling him into a side hug. “I'm... sorry.. for my outburst, as well as my comment about your disbarment.” He tries to apologize, avoiding eye contact.
Phoenix's eyes widen slightly in surprise. He then lets out a chuckle and pulls Edgeworth into a full hug, to which Edgeworth tenses up, taking a moment longer before eventually hugging him back.
“I'm surprised, Edgeworth. I didn't think you had it in you to apologize.” Phoenix pokes fun at him with a smirk, turning his head slightly to look at Edgeworth, even if all he could see was the back of his head. Edgeworth suddenly jolts up with a squeak, making Phoenix flinch from how abrupt it was.
“Er... Edgeworth? Everything alright?” Phoenix asks, his tone laced with a hint of confusion. "YES! I mean,” Edgeworth clears his throat, attempting to ignore the growing blush on his face. “Everything's fine. I have no clue what you're talking about.”
“I mean... I'm sure it's nothing.. but when I turned my head like this....” he trails off, imitating what he did just moments ago. Edgeworth stifles what sounds to be a giggle. It was barely audible due to Edgeworth covering his mouth with one hand, but Phoenix caught on rather quickly.
“Oh... I see...” Phoenix mischievously smirks after realizing what was going on, seeing how his stubble merely grazing Edgeworth's neck caused such a reaction. He was plotting something, and Edgeworth had no idea. That is, until he tries to let go of the hug. Phoenix seems to tighten his grip around Edgeworth, pulling him closer.
“Uhm... Wright? You can let go now.” Edgeworth says, evidently puzzled though his concern was growing. “Oh, Edgeworth... you think I wouldn't piece it together? I may be disbarred, but I was still a lawyer once, you know.”
“What are you-?!” He says before it dawned upon him. He tries to free himself from Phoenix's grasp, but it was too late. Phoenix had already began attacking both of his sides, with Edgeworth trying hard to suppress his own laughter.
“Wr-Wright!” Edgeworth manages to utter, although not without letting a stutter slip. “What's wrong, Edgeworth? You're all shaky now. And what was that little noise you made earlier?” Phoenix teases with a smirk playing at his lips.
“Quihit it! You're being childiHIHISH!?” Edgeworth says, his quiet snickers growing into loud, wheezy cackles once Phoenix moves his tickly fingers up to his ribs, arms still wrapped around him. Phoenix's skilled fingers dance gently across the prosecutor's ribs; he may not be the best piano player out there - far from it, actually - but all that playing seems to really play a part here!
“PHOEHEHEHENIX!” Edgeworth laughs, trying to squirm away from him. Phoenix laughs and lets him go, allowing for him to catch his breath. Edgeworth staggered back on the sofa once he was let go. His his face was completely red but he tries to hide it behind his hands, shooting Phoenix a glare through the gaps between his fingers. “If I wasn't convicted of murder last time, I certainly will be soon..”
“Some things never change, huh Miles? You're just as ticklish as you were back in Grade School!” Phoenix giggles. But with Phoenix's guard down, Edgeworth wastes no time to tackle him on the sofa, causing Phoenix to let out an “Oof!” as the back of his head hits the sofa's arm. Edgeworth grabs one of Phoenix's wrists and pins it above his spiky hair. “So you like to laugh. Is that right?” Edgeworth's eyes narrow. Phoenix immediately jumps to his own defense, “E-Edgeworth, wait! It was just a prank!”
“That wouldn't hold up in court, Wright, now would it?” Edgeworth sighs, tickling Phoenix's underarm and immediately making him giggle, kicking his legs behind Edgeworth.
“Wahahahait! I'm sohohohorry!” Phoenix's bubbly laughter fills the room. “Sorry is not gonna cut it.” Edgeworth shakes his head; he doesn't even realize it, but he's actually smiling!
“You should've thought about that before deciding to play me for a fool.” Edgeworth then moves the hand holding Phoenix's wrist to his side, scribbling into it whilst keeping his other hand targeting his underarm. Phoenix squeals and places a hand on Edgeworth's chest, trying to push him away.
Phoenix tries to think of something, and fast before he succumbs to being a puddle of giggles! Suddenly, he gets an idea, subtly yet swiftly moving the hand pressed up against Edgeworth's chest to his underarm, using whatever strength he had left to tickle him despite all of his own laughing.
“Ahack-” Edgeworth snorted, trying to squirm away from Phoenix; however this is proven difficult with both of his hands occupied.
Phoenix then gains the advantage once Edgeworth yanks his hands away to protect himself, to which he then decides to spider his lower ribs and belly, making Edgeworth cackle.
The two keep at this back-and-forth tickle fight for a little while longer. One moment Edgeworth would be winning, and then the next it'd be Phoenix back in the lead.
A few minutes pass by, and Phoenix eventually lands on his back once more, albeit on the other side of the sofa this time. “I believe it's time we end this, right here, right now.” Edgeworth grins smugly, pulling Phoenix's jacket and shirt up slightly. Phoenix's eyes widened, growing a bit wary by the look in the prosecutor's eyes.
Phoenix thrashed around, laughing uncontrollably when Edgeworth blows a giant raspberry on his belly. “AHAHAH! EHEHEDGEWOHHOHORTH!!”
“This all could've been avoided if you just stopped goofing off and took your studying more seriously.” He then takes another deep breath before blowing another raspberry, tears of mirth forming in Phoenix's eyes as the room booms with his hearty laughter.
“I'm trying to help you!” He breathes in once more, but before Edgeworth can deliver a third raspberry, Phoenix blurts out, “BREHEATHEHEHER!”
Edgeworth stops for a moment, pondering about it before crossing his arms. “Very well.”
Phoenix places a hand over his stomach, feeling how it rose and fell slowly. A few seconds later, he speaks up, still appearing to be catching his breath. “Edge... Edgeworth... I'm sorry... about earlier...” he says in between breaths. “I know you're... only trying to help.. but.... man, I haven't taken a single break ever since you started helping me a month ago!”
Edgeworth frowns. “Was it really that bad?” he questions, a hint of sympathy on his face.
“You could say that..” Phoenix lets out a soft chuckle.
“Once again, I feel as though I must apologize... I'll admit, I was a little harsh in terms of study hours...” Edgeworth mumbles, looking to the side and tapping his chin in thought.
Phoenix laughs. “A little?!”
Edgeworth rolls his eyes, “Okay, fine. I was quite harsh. Point is... I'm sorry.” Phoenix's gaze softens and he smiles warmly. “Apology accepted.”
Trucy returns to the Wright Anything Agency around an hour later. “Trucy, I highly doubt this little plan of yours worked.” “What are you talking about? It totally did!”
“All you did was lock them in the office.” Apollo comments right before Trucy opens the door to check up on the two. Edgeworth was sitting on the sofa reading a book with Phoenix laying his head on his shoulder, getting some much-needed rest.
“Ah, hello Trucy.” Edgeworth looks up from the book to greet the young magician. The spiky-haired attorney's snores can be heard from his sleeping form.
“Well?! Did it work?” Trucy asked excitedly, her smile growing in anticipation. “Did what work?- Oh! You mean the little trap you set for your daddy and I.” Edgeworth put it bluntly, furrowing a brow.
Trucy smiled brightly and looked back at Apollo, excitedly shouting, “I told you so!”
Apollo rolls his eyes, though he was a bit surprised himself. Who would've thought locking them in the office would lead to their solution?
Suddenly Apollo snaps out of his little daze when he sees Trucy holding her hand out, a tiny smirk playing at her lips. “Pay up! We made a bet, remember?”
Apollo lets out a long, somewhat frustrated sigh as he reaches into his pocket, lending Trucy the 10 bucks he owes her. His money was on her plan backfiring terribly, even to the point of making things worse, but... it seems that if it weren't for Trucy, the two would've still been bickering.
** Yippee, my first tickle fic! :D it's lowkey buns, and I haven't written a oneshot in years, but I think this was fun to write! ^^ **
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