The Wright Anything Agency. Once Wright and Co. Law Offices, its now known as a talent agency with a grand total of one person who was actually talented at anything. Phoenix Wright and his co-workers were lawyers that didn't know the first thing about even playing a piano. The past cases certainly brought a lot of new faces over, seeking defense attorneys to help them get a Not Guilty verdict. Today, though, it was rather pea-
"AAAGH!"
Scratch that. Someone was yelling loud enough to crack a glass Phoenix was trying to drink water from. A certain attorney, dressed in red, was scouring the entire giant mess of an office, wide eyed and desperate. His yellow clothed co-worker certainly didn't appreciate a pile of dirty laundry toppling over on her boots as he dug through every inch of office.
"Where is it?!" he asked, exasperated, his two hairs drooping, face breaking into a sweat. "Where did I put it?! I could have sworn it was somewhere!"
"Calm down!" a co-worker said after picking up the laundry and grumbling something under her breath. "Its not like you to freak out like this, Apollo!" A pause. "Actually, it's totally in character for you to freak out. What did ya lose, anyway?"
"The most important thing: My attorney's badge!" There went tools and files, flying about in his desperate search. "I know I had it when I walked in earlier, but now it's not even on my lapel!"
Phoenix chuckled. This was completely normal at this rate. He could bet a bowl of Eldoon's Noodles that Trucy made it disappear and would reveal it in another "Magic Panties" trick. He had to admit, watching Apollo scramble around in a panic for his badge was a bit amusing. However, he knew that the minute Pearls saw this mess, she would give everybody a scolding. After all, she had been diligently cleaning up the office every time before it closed. It would always find a way to become a mess again, much to her dismay. Apollo certainly wasn't helping, though.
Tired of Polly's flailing about, Athena glared at Phoenix. "Alright, boss, where's Trucy?" she asked. "I'd hate to see Apollo in trouble if he has a big case today!"
"She went out for a bit," Phoenix replied, taking a sip of water from his glass. "She'll be back soon, don't worry. Now, we haven't had a case in a bit. Anything new happening with you guys?"
Apollo stopped his scrambling and groaned. "Nothing, absolutely nothing. Not even a small fry case!"
"I feel you," Phoenix sighed. "Nothing on my end, either." He turned to Athena, who was playing around with her moon-shaped earring, a pensive look on her face. "I'm guessing you might have a clue about any new cases?"
The yellow clothed lawyer didn't speak at all for several minutes. All eyes were on her. When she finally spoke, her voice was shaky. "W-well, I did hear about an entire city on the east coast trying to file a suit against this 'King of Beasts' place for collateral damage..."
Apollo blinked. "What kind of collateral damage are we talking about? Small damage? Big damage?"
"Try, 'almost leveled an entire city due to their trouble magnetism'."
Athena watched as both Phoenix's and Apollo's jaws dropped. Who would attract so much trouble, the danger they attracted would level a city?
"I mean, I heard that there was this bar in Manhattan that hosted people who talked about this huge Zoofights thing. Then they started getting odder and odder customers, and then those guys attracted big baddies. I heard a lot of news about some monster which almost broke reality, then some invasion of dragons caused by a knight. Those guys moved into space, but now Gyaxa's reporting that some other planet's getting their share of bad luck from these guys!"
A stunned silence filled the room. No movement, no sound, nothing. It was only when Apollo composed himself again when the silence broke. "You're kidding, right? You mean someone's gotta prove these guys innocent? I mean, it can't be just collateral damage, right? Humor me here... if there were actually dragons, which don't exist, then someone must have died, right? No defense attorney in their right minds would even think of defending them!"
"They get to be in a spaceship, though!" Athena added, putting her hands together and smiling. "I mean, the people who are the trouble magnets, anyway. Beyond the moon! Not even Mr. Starbuck has gone past there! We should totally take this case on and see if that city's claims even hold any weight!" She hastily added, "Well, I'd go, but even getting one ticket is pretty expensive... And I'm not experienced with lawsuits too well. Analytical psychology isn't useful there too much. If someone actually murdered somone else, sure!"
"I rather not take on a case that complicated, either," Phoenix said, arms crossed. "That would require a lot of investigation. Not only that, it would seem cut and dry, provided that the city has proof of all the damages done. If they have proof of murder, too... Someone's going to jail, for sure."
That left Apollo. A hand was on his chin as he thought deeply about this. It would require a lot of investigation, sure. Hell, the city might even drop charges because there's so much proof they'd have to gather about all those supernatural events. But if he could win this case, his name would be known around the world... And he'd get to be in space! Who'd turn down a chance to be in space?
"I'll take it, then!" the red-suited attorney declared, arms crossed, a smug look on his face. "It's not the strangest case I've taken! I'll prove that they're not responsible, and that they didn't cause any murders as a result!"
Athena gave Apollo a thumbs up, but Phoenix pulled out a computer and started researching. Apollo was just too happy to get out of toilet cleaning duty to care about that stern look on his boss's face. It all faded away when Phoenix said, "Um, Apollo? I have some bad news..."
"Tickets to get a shuttle onto the ship are $600. For the whole season."
Well, Apollo's jaw wasn't going to get off the ground anytime soon. Six hundred dollars, just to get something more interesting than nothing. Goodbye, his life savings. He hardly knew ye...
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