Phoenix/Franziska and for a prompt, how about "hiding the truth"? Idk im thinking of AA4 with Fran finding out about what happened with Phoenix here for some reason.
I’m so sorry this took so long, and for how long it took, it’s super short. 😭 I figured it was better to post it how it is than take even longer writing it, since it’s been in my drafts for about a month.
Pairing: Phoenix/Franziska (sort of, I say sort of because it would be like the VERY BEGINNINGS of a relationship so there’s not much established in this yet)Prompt: Hiding the TruthWord Count: 762
The moment Miles had told her about her old rival’s unlucky turn of events, Franziska had booked a flight back to America. Miles had warned her not to bother him, that she should leave him alone, but how can she? This is simply unforgivable, and she will give Phoenix Wright a piece of her mind.
Her plane lands in Los Angeles around 8pm, but it takes her almost an hour to make it through the airport, find her luggage, and then find the driver she’d hired earlier outside the airport. He asks if she’ll be heading straight to Miles’s apartment, but she tells him to go to the Wright & Co. Law Office right instead. It’s nearing 10pm already, but in her mind, this cannot wait.
She’s never been to Phoenix’s office before, so she’s not quite sure what to expect. The driver pulls up to a nondescript building with maybe ten stories, and she tells him to wait while she goes inside. The sign outside indicates that the office is on the second floor, so she takes the stairs and starts to head down the hallway.
Finally she comes a door with some tape over the previous name. The “& Co. Law Offices” part of the name has been covered with masking tape, and the words “Talent Agency”, written in what looks like a child’s handwriting, have replaced it. Wright Talent Agency? She has no idea what that means, and doesn’t really care. She knows she has the right place, so she lifts her hand and bangs on the door.
It takes a few minutes, but finally the door cracks open, and when the person on the other side sees who it is, she can hear the sliding and clicking of locks unlocking before its pulled open, and Phoenix Wright stands before her, looking more confused than he ever did when she went up against him in court.
“Franziska? What are you doing here?” he asked, giving her a cursory glance over.
The first thing that strikes her is how different he looks. Unshaven, wearing a baggy sweater and sweat pants, a piece of flyaway hair hanging in front of his forehead. And he looks older, too. Has it really only been a year since she last saw him? It seems like so much longer.
“What do you think I’m doing here, Phoenix Wright?” she asks, putting her hands on her hips. “Miles informed me that you’ve been disbarred.”
Phoenix furrows his eyebrows. “Oh. You didn’t know before?”
“You never bothered to tell me,” she says. “You informed all of your other friends, it seems.”
Phoenix blinks. “No offense, Franziska, but since when did you consider me a friend?”
She frowns. “If not a friend, a close enough ally that I was deserving of knowing just as much as anyone else! How do you think this makes me look, anyway?”
“This has nothing to do with you…”
“If you forged evidence, it means that I lost cases against a corrupt defense attorney! I should have been able to beat you if you were too incompetent to win on your own!”
“Keep your voice down,” he snaps. “You do realize it’s 10 o’clock at night, right? You can’t just show up at my apartment and start yelling at me, especially when you have the facts all wrong!”
“I can and I will, Phoenix Wright!”
“Daddy?”
Franziska stops and looks down, surprise evident on her face. A little girl dressed in pajamas is peering up at her from behind Phoenix’s legs.
“Who is this mean lady? Why is she yelling at you?” the child asks, stepping in front of Phoenix and frowning up at Franziska, her hands on her hips.
Phoenix sets his hand on her head. “I’m okay, Trucy, this is just… an old friend of mine,” he says, glancing up at Franziska.
Trucy squints up at Franziska, then smiles. “She’s pretty! Is she going to be my new mommy?”
Franziska blanches, and Phoenix simply gives Trucy a gentle push back the way she came. “You can go back to bed, thanks for checking on me,” he says hurriedly.
“Okay, goodnight Daddy!” Trucy says before heading back down the hall to her bedroom.
“Sorry about that,” Phoenix says, rubbing the back of his neck. If Franziska didn’t know any better she could almost swear he’s blushes.
She clears her throat and raises her eyes to Phoenix. “Did she call you daddy?”
Phoenix sighs, swiping a hand through his hair. “Why don’t you come in, Franziska? I guess I have a lot to tell you.”
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OMFG! I LOVE THIS HEADCANON!
I love Demyx so much y’all and lbrh he’d either do this as 100% a joke (but put much as love as he could into Aria bc he’s a stuffed animal kinda guy come on), or he would have done this in all seriousness and his lack of desire to actually go on a mission that requires him to do work
