I decided to write some random stuff revolving around my characters and the other characters of Phoenix Wright. I decided to start off with Phoenix discovering Jessica's disguises. So here's drabble One. Enjoy. :D

.:Not Supposed To Be Here:. (U) Humor

Why was it so quiet?
Phoenix walked through the Underground Parking Lot, nervous. Usually there was cars all over the lot but today, nothing. Maybe it was restricted.
At every sound of a footstep, he darted behind the nearest hiding spot, one including the water tank that on one occasion, Ema Skye had declared "suspicious".
After five minutes, he heard real footsteps and then decided to try a different hiding spot. He straightened up, ran around the side of Edgeworth's car (his current hiding spot) and bumped into a figure.
It was a feminine Blue Badger.
Phoenix let out a squeak of fright and stumbled onto the ground.
"Nick! For Pete's sake, it's only me."
He recognized the voice. Indeed, it was a woman he had met a few days before, Jessica Minter. She pulled off the mask and flattened down her hair.
"What are you doing here?" Phoenix asked.
"I might ask you the same question," the girl replied, helping him up. "To tell you the truth, I'm not really supposed to be here, she mumbled sheepishly. "I've been "banned" from the High Prosecutor's office altogether."
"But wh--" Before the confused lawyer could finish, Officer Meekins sprinted up.
"EXCUSE ME SIR, BUT ARE YOU REALLY AUTHORIZED TO BE HERE?" he squeaked through the megaphone.
"Uh..."
After a while of awkward conversation, the hyper little officer finally jogged off. Phoenix turned to talk to Jessica, but she had disappeared.

Later on, Phoenix was making his way back to Wright and Co., when Edgeworth tapped him on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, Wright, but I've found out that somebody has broken my jacket frame. Have you anything to do with this?" he asked coldly.
Phoenix gulped. "N-no..."
Edgeworth glared at him and strode off. Phoenix stared after him, then turned around to see a Blue Badger hiding behind a dumpster. She put a finger to her lips and ran off down the lobby.

Well, that was my first drabble. What do you think?

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That was funny.

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