“Can I get you a drink, Maggey?” asked Maya.

“No thanks, I had a bottle of coke before I got here,” Maggey replied, sitting down on the couch opposite Maya. “Your house is really lovely!” She looked around at the intricate Japanese characters painted on the walls and the faded scroll which hung above the doorway.

“Thanks!” said Maya, “There are so many Fey family heirlooms here, I have to be really careful all the time in case I break them!”

“Ha ha… I’d better not knock that scroll off the wall…” said Maggey, thinking back to her wedding day when the tapestry had come tumbling down on half the guests.

“So, how’s married life?” Maya asked.

“It’s great! Our honeymoon was fantastic… although I would’ve liked to go abroad, but still. Camping is fun too!”

“Aww, I’m glad you and Detective Gumshoe had a nice time!”

“And what about you?” said Maggey, “How are things coming along with Phoenix?”

“Not too bad actually,” said Maya with a smile, “He’s out in the garden. I… think he’s building a cot for the baby.” At this she looked a little doubtful.

“A cot? Wow! Is he good at DIY?”

“I’m not sure… maybe we should go and check up on him…” Maya suggested. Maggey nodded and they stood up. Maya directed Maggey towards the large oriental garden out the back of Fey Manor.

Phoenix had laid out several planks of wood and a variety of woodwork tools across the lawn. There was a power cable trailing out from the house connecting to some kind of drill which he seemed to be waving about a lot. Pearl was stood a safe distance away, smiling happily as she watching Mister Nick putting together the cot which they’d designed together.

“Hey, Maya!” Phoenix said, turning off his drill as he noticed her approaching, “Oh, hi Maggey!”

“Hello Phoenix,” said Maggey, “Maya said you were making a cot…” She looked down at the jumble of wood which he’d haphazardly screwed together and tried to look impressed, “It seems to be coming along well!”

“Yeah, it’s been easier than I thought!” He showed Maggey a large sheet of paper on which Pearl had drawn a wonky cot, decorated with sequins and stickers. “It looks just how we planned it so far, don’t you think?”

“Um… Nick… how does the baby get in to the cot?” Maya asked, raising her eyebrows at the mess on the lawn.

“You put it in there, of course!” said Phoenix, “Obviously it can’t get in there by itself!”

“Yeah, but how do you put it in? It looks more like a cage than a cot!” Maya pointed out.

“Oh.” Phoenix’s face fell. “Huh. I guess it’s not as good as I thought. Stupid cot.” He sighed and kicked over a pot of screws.

“Hey, don’t get so upset, Nick!” said Maya, “I’m supposed to be the stressed-out hormonal one, not you!”

“But Maya, I just wanted to make something for the baby, and it’s all gone wrong!” he aimed a kick at the failed cot and ended up stubbing his toe.

“Well, I think it’s wonderful!” said Pearl, “Don’t give up, Mister Nick! You’ll get there in the end!”

“You really think so?” said Phoenix, looking a bit happier. He turned to Maggey. “Do you think it will turn out OK?”

“Um…” she bit her lip, not wanting to disappoint him, “Er… yeah! Good job so far!”

Phoenix grinned and picked up his drill, “Ok, so I’ll fix this up in no time! Just you wait and see, Maya!”

“Y-yeah!” she smiled weakly, wondering how he planned to ‘fix up’ the huge wreck he’d constructed, “Go Nick! Come on Maggey, let’s go back inside…”

As they walked inside, Maya made a mental note to buy a proper cot sometime.

“So, how is Franziska?” Maya asked as they sat down in the spacious living area of Fey Manor.

Maggey sighed. “She still hates you. And Edgeworth. Actually she seems to hate me too, although I haven’t done anything wrong!”

“I’m sure she’ll get over it soon,” said Maya, “I mean, me and Edgeworth hardly did anything wrong! And how long can she hold a grudge against us for?”

“Knowing Franziska von Karma, probably until the day you die.”

“Good point.” Maya wondered if there was any way she could get Franziska to forgive her for the whole lying-about-Franziska-being-pregnant issue. She couldn’t think of anything.

“Oh, look at the time!” said Maggey after glancing at her watch, “I really need to get going, we’re visiting Dick’s grandparents this afternoon…”

“Ok, see you soon!”


Meanwhile, Franziska was sat alone in her office, tapping a pen on the desk in frustration. She kept staring at the phone.

Honestly, when was Miles Edgeworth going to call her? She was surprised that he hadn’t come grovelling with a pathetic apology yet, but it would only be a matter of time.

There was a sharp knock on the office door.

“Come in,” Franziksa snapped. The door opened to reveal Miles Edgeworth himself carrying a stack of files.

“The chief prosecutor asked me to bring you these concerning you most recent case,” said Edgeworth.

“Ah. I was expecting these. Put them away in there, I shall see to them later.” She pointed to a polished mahogany filing cabinet. “Top drawer, place them on the left.”

“Put them there yourself,” said Edgeworth rudely. He threw the files down in the middle of her desk. How childishly he was behaving, thought Franziksa.

“Hmph.” She chose not to argue, as he seemed to be in a strange mood. “So, was there anything else you came here for?”

“No. Why else would I want to visit your office other than for work reasons, Franziska?” said Edgeworth, heading towards the door.

“Oh, I don’t know. Perhaps you had something to say to me?”

“No. Nothing.”

“Fine. You may leave.”

“And so I shall,” he said, gracefully swooping out of the office, closing the door a little too loudly behind him.

“Hm. Silly man,” Franziksa muttered to herself. Why on earth was he behaving like this? He ought to be down on his knees begging for forgiveness.

The day dragged by and still he offered no apology. Sat at home alone in her apartment. Franziksa found herself actually missing him. She tried to push away these foolish feelings, but her hand kept twitching towards the phone…

“Miles Edgeworth speaking. Who is this?”

“It’s Franziska. I was just wondering… why have you not yet tried to apologise for your foolish actions at the wedding?”

“You want to know why I haven’t apologised? That’s because it’s just what you’d expect me to do, Franziska.”

“What on earth do you mean, fool?”

“This is exactly what I’m talking about!” Edgeworth said, raising his voice, “You expect so much of me. I’m expected to let you constantly call me a fool and offend. Yes, it’s cute sometimes, but it’s something I could really do without most of the time. And you expect me to never mess up, never to make a mistake, to do exactly what you ask of me – and when something goes wrong I’m supposed to come crawling back to you and let you gain the upper hand.” He stopped for breath.

“What are you rambling about!?” Franziska said, clutching the phone angrily.

“Look, I know I was stupid to believe what Wright said, but with Maya being pregnant it was difficult to know what to believe. And I agree I should have acted more rationally; but still, I refuse to apologise like an idiot and then let you boss me around. It’s not worth it, not for a relationship which I’m not even allowed to tell anyone about.”

“Oh, so that’s why you’re angry! It’s because I want us to be kept a secret, isn’t it?” Franziska growled.

“Well, wouldn’t you be agree?” Edgeworth demanded, “Everything has to be so secretive all the time, we have to act a certain way in public, we have to meet in secret and nobody is allowed to find out or you get angry with me – and all to stop your father from finding out. He’s in prison, for God’s sake! What can he do to us? And you seem to be forgetting that this is the man who killed my father! Why on earth would I want to bother taking special precautiosn to keep a silly little secret from him?”

“Miles Edgeworth, calm down and – ”

“No, I won’t calm down. I’ve let you manipulate me for long enough, Franziska. It’s over.”

There was a dull bleep as he hung up the phone.

That night, Franziska von Karma cried herself to sleep.

“Urgh, so nervous…” Phoenix thought to himself. He flung the jeans he’d been about to put on onto his bed. He just couldn’t decide between them and his smarter trousers; how smart was he supposed to look for this thing? Should he dress like it was a special occasion, or should he just look casual?

He picked up his mobile and called Maya for the third time that day.

“What is it now, Nick?” she whined, “I already told you, a blue T-shirt will be fine!”

“Yeah, but I’m stuck on the trousers…”

“Honestly, it really doesn’t matter what you wear! We’re going to a scan, not a wedding!”

“Ok. So… um… will I be too underdressed if I go in jeans?”

“No!” she almost yelled at him, “Just wear what you want, OK? And if you call me about your outfit again… you owe me ten burgers!”

Phoenix sighed in defeat. “Fine, I’ll stop calling – my wallet’s empty enough without you guilt tripping me into more burgers. I’ll see you at the station, OK?”

“Yeah, see you then!”

Maya hung up and Phoenix picked out his slightly crumpled favourite jeans, smoothing out the creases. He knew he shouldn’t bother her about stupid little things like this, but sometimes he just felt so lost and inexperienced… then again, when he thought about it, Maya was only nineteen herself and she had probably expected to become a parent even less than him. He had to hand it to her, she was dealing with the whole thing pretty damn well.

On the train from Kurain village, Pearl could barely contain herself. “Oh Mystic Maya, I’m so excited! But are you sure they can really see the baby when it’s inside your tummy?”

“Yes, Pearly, I’m sure.”

“But can they really do that? It must be magic!”

“No, it’s not magic. It’s called Ultrasound.”

“Ul-tra-sound…” Pearl said, “It sounds scary.”

“You think so?” said Maya, “Well, I guess you did think a ‘computer’ sounded cute…”

“It does!” said Pearl happily, “When I’m older, can I have a computer? Will the baby have a computer? Do YOU have a computer?”

“Calm down!” said Maya; she was starting to get funny looks from the other people on the train, “I know you’re excited about seeing the baby, but… if you’re too loud, it will get scared!”

“Oh no! I’m so sorry, little baby!” Pearl gently patted Maya’s slight bump, “Do you think she’ll hate me now?”

Maya sighed. “How many times have I told you, it’s not necessarily going to be a girl!”

“What is ness-ess-air-ee-lee?”

“It’s… a big word for grown-ups. It means that the baby might be a boy.”

“Oh.” Pearl’s little face fell. “But Mystic Maya, boys are always nasty.”

“No they’re not… what about Nick? He’s a boy, and he’s nice enough.”

“He’s not a boy, silly, he’s a man! He must be, otherwise he couldn’t make a baby with you because his balls wouldn’t be big enough!”

Maya wondered what strange ideas about conception Pearl had in her head… more importantly, she wondered who had put those ideas there. Probably Larry.

The train loudspeaker reeled off the name of the next stop; it was the station where they’d be meeting Phoenix.

“Come on, Pearly, let’s go and find Nick!” The two girls got off the train and looked around the platform. Phoenix was sat on a metal bench by the ticket office.

“Hello, Mister Nick!” Pearl ran up to him excitedly and flung her arms around him. “Mystic Maya says they’re going to use an Ultersand to see the baby!”

“It’s called Ultrasound,” Phoenix corrected her, “So I’m guessing you’re excited?”

“Yes!” Pearl jumped up and down a few times, “Mystic Maya said they’ll even give us a pretty picture of the little baby!”

“Yeah, but remember Pearly, the picture might not be as… um… clear as you’re hoping,” Maya said. She knew that Pearl was bound to be disappointed by the fuzzy black-and-white pictures they’d receive from the scan.

“Yes, I know,” said Pearl, “Don’t worry, it’s OK if the baby isn’t smiling in the picture. I will stick it on my bedroom wall anyway!”

At the hospital, the three of them found seats in the waiting room, which was full of parents-to-be.

“Dessieeeeeee! I forgot to lock the front door!” Ron DeLite was screeching to his pregnant wife.

“Relax, Ronnie. I made sure I did it before we left.”

“Oh, thankyou! I don’t know what I’d do without you…” The two of them smiled happily into each others’ eyes and Dessie put a hand protectively over her bump.

“Hey, Nick!” whispered Maya, “D’you think we should say hi?”

“Ok.” They got up and walked over to where Ron and Dessie were sat. Phoenix cleared his throat.

Ron almost jumped out of his skin. “Don’t scare meee like that!”

“Oh, it’s Nicky boy and Maya!” said Dessie, “Fancy seeing you here!”

“Hey, Dessie!” Maya said, “Um… congratulations!”

“Thanks!” Dessie beamed with happiness, “I’m so excited to be pregnant, and Ronnie can’t wait to be a Dad! So what are you doing here? Are you with your Mom?”

“Um… no, actually, I’m er…” Maya patted her own little bump, which was kind of hard to see under her acolyte clothing.

“Oh my gosh, sorry! I didn’t notice!” Dessie looked shocked, “I… er… just didn’t expect… well, congratulations! Is Nicky boy the lucky man?”

“Well, kind of…” said Maya, glancing at Phoenix. He looked a bit embarassed.

“Before you ask, there’s NOTHING going on between me and Maya! This was all a huge mistake! I mean, as if we’d ever sleep together on purpose! That would just be disgusting!” Phoenix babbled.

“Um… yeah!” Maya agreed, although she looked a bit annoyed.

They were interrupted by the receptionist. “Mr and Mrs DeLite next, please!”

“Wish us luck!” said Dessie, giving them a quick thumbs up before she headed off for her scan.

Phoenix and maya sat back down with Pearl, who was reading a magazine.

“Well, it was nice to see them again, wasn’t it Nick?” said Maya, “Can you believe Dessie’s pregnant too?”

“Yeah, I never thought of Ron as the fatehrly type, but whatever…”

“I neevr thought of you as the fatehrly type either Nick, but here we are…” Maya glanced distractedly at Pearl’s magazine, “What are you reading?”

“Just a shiny book I found,” said Pearl innocently, “What does ‘addiction to coccaine mean?”

“Maybe you shouldn’t read that,” said Maya, taking the cheap gossip maagzine out of Pearl’s hands and putting it back on the table.

“Mr and Mrs Wright?” said the receptionist.

“Jeez, I wish they’d hurry up and get to us,” Maya grumbled.

“Um… I think that IS us,” said Phoenix, “They must’ve got confused with our surnames.”

“Oh.” Maya frowned as they got up. “It’s Miss Fey, actually,” she told the receptionist on their way past.

Inside the ultrasound room, Maya was asked to lie down on a couch while Phoenix and Pearl took a seat beside her.

“Could you lift your top up please?” asked the doctor.

“Um… sure, but I’m kinda wearing a dress…”

“No need to be shy, just roll it all up! I’m sure your husband has seen your panties before,” she joked.

Maya couldn’t help blushing as she pulled her robe all the way up to just below her bra. Phoenix politely averted his eyes from her purple steel samurai underwear.

“I’m… actually not her husband,” he corrected.

“Oh, sorry. Your boyfriend then.”

“We’re just friends!” said Maya firmly.

The doctor raised her eyebrows. “I see. So, I’m just going to put this gel on your bump so that the probe makes good contact with your body.” She spread the gel across Maya’s skin; she shivered at the coldness of it.

“Will we see magic pictures of the baby now?” Pearl asked shyly.

“Yes, in a minute…” The doctor got picked up the probe and slid it across Maya’s round stomach. The images on the screen just seemed to be made up of fuzzy blobs. “Now, let’s see…” She seemed to randomly move the probe around on Maya’s skin, looking concerned.

“Is… something wrong?” Phoenix asked.

“Not… wrong, as such,” the doctor said, “But… well… you’re having twins!”

“WHAAAT?” gasped Maya, “But… no way! I can’t have two babies! That’s… that’s ridiculous!”

“You mustn’t see it as a bad thing – just think, you’re getting two babies for the price of one! And you can spend twice as much time doing the things you enjoy with your baby… breastfeeding, cuddling, changing nappies…”

“Urgh…” Maya groaned, “What are we going to do???”

“It’ll be alright,” said Phoenix, “There are two of us, so two babies shouldn’t be two hard. We’ll share all the repsonsibilities!”

“Twice as much wailing! Twice as much money! Twice as many stinky nappies!”

“We’ll work something out. You’ll see!” Phoenix patted Maya’s hand.

“They’re fraternal twins, so at least you won’t have to worry about them being identical,” said the doctor, “Would you like to find out the genders?”

“Let’s leave that until they’re born,” said Maya, “I mean, I’ve had enough surprises today, without findiing out that I’m having too boys or something horrible like that!”

Phoenix frowned. “What’s wrong with boys?”

“Can’t you just imagine letting two little boys loose in the house? Those family heirlooms would be doomed!” said Maya.

“I expect it’s a girl and boy. I’ll help look after the girl, and Mister Edgeworth can help with the boy!” Pearl offered.

“Um… they might not be a girl and boy,” said Phoenix, “And to be honest, I can’t see Edgeworth changing nappies.”

“I’ll make him!” said Pearl aggresively, rolling up her sleeve.

“Thanks, Pearl…” said Maya weakly.

As soon as they left the room, Pearl slapped Phoenix in the face. Hard.

“Mister Nick! How dare you give Mystic Maya two sperms instead of one?”

Maya decided she needed to have a talk with whoever had tried giving Pearl sex education lessons. “Um… Pearly… what exactly do you know about, er, sperms?”

“I know all about them!” Pearl said happily, “You see, when boys grow up they get two balls which have sperms swimming inside waiting to make babies! And one day when Mister Nick gives you a hug, he does a special wee and a sperm swims up your bottom and puts a baby in your tummy!”

“Who the heck told you that?!” Maya exclaimed.

“Mister Detective Dick!”

“Oh, that explains a lot.” No wonder her ideas about reproduction were so muddled; maybe soon it would be time she gave Pearl ‘the talk’. Maya shuddered at the prospect.

They went back to Wright & Co Law Offices to find Larry outside.

“Larry? What are you doing here?” Phoenix asked.

“I stopped by to say hi… my Carlie’s gone to Tenerife and I was feeling lonely.”

“Oh, right. Another model?”

“She’s more than just a model!” Larry shrieked, “She’s my babe!”

“Whatever,” said Phoenix, rolling his eyes, “Hey, guess what – we’re having twins.”

“Seriously? That’s mega cool!”

“You think so?” said Maya in disbelief, “More like a mega nightmare!”

“Hey, can I come to Kurain this weekend?” Phoenix asked, “I’ve got two cots to build now, so I’d better get to work!”

“Um, about the cots…” Maya began, but Larry butted in.

“You gonna let me in or what? I’m starving!”

Phoenix sighed. “Oh, so you’re staying for dinner now?”

“Sure, since you’re offering!” Larry said happily.

They ordered two extra-large pizzas; one for Maya, and one for everyone else.

“Wow, Maya, I’ve never seen a chick eat so fast!” Larry said, sounding impressed as Maya swallowed the last crumb of pizza.

“I’ve got an extra big appetite now I’m eating for two – I mean three!” she said, “Wow, can you believe I’ve actually got two little monsters growing in here?” She poked her bump.

“Don’t poke the babies, Mystic Maya!” Pearl said protectively, “The little girl is very sensitive!”

They all laughed while Pearl pouted.

“Hey, you got pictures?” Larry asked, “I wanna see what your kids look like! I bet they’ve got totally spacked up hair like you, Nick.”

“Thanks,” Phoenix said saracastically, “But Larry, I don’t think they have hair yet.” He got out the photo from the scan and showed it too him.

“Hey, that sucks! You can’t even see anything!” Larry jabbed the picture with his finger, “As an artist, I know what a decent picture should look like!”

“Larry, it’s an ultrasound scan!” said Phoenix, “It’s not going to look like a perfect photo!”

“Mister Larry is right, this doesn’t even look like babies,” said Pearl, “It doesn’t even have any colours! Will your babies come out in black and white, Mystic Maya?”

Maya shrugged. “Maybe, I don’t know.”

“Whatever. I’m sticking this by my desk,” said Phoenix. He found some blu-tack and stuck it over the top of Maya’s Steel Samurai poster.

“Nick, you can’t put it there!” she yelled, “That poster cost ten dollars!”

“What a rip off!” said Phoenix, “The baby picture looks much better, anyway.”

He sat back down and took another slice of pizza.

“So, have you dudes thought about names yet?” asked Larry, “Cos, y’know, ‘Larry’ is a pretty awesome name for a little boy or girl!”

“Who would call a girl ‘Larry’?” Phoenix laughed.

“I dunno, maybe it could be short for Larina or something? Either way, that name would totally rock for one or both of your kids.”

“Er… somehow I don’t think I’ll call them both ‘Larry’,” Maya said.

“Well, it’s a fey tradition to give your children a name beginning with ‘M’,” said Pearl, “You ought to follow it, especially as one of these twins will be the future master!”

“Your name doesn’t begin with M,” Phoenix pointed out to Pearl.

“Yes, but I’m not the future master,” she retorted.

“Oh yeah. Um… how about Morgan?” Phoenix suggested, saying the first ‘M’ that came into his head.

“Already taken,” said Maya, “My evil aunt, remember?”

“Oh yeah, how could I forget that old hag?”

“A-are you talking about my mother?” Pearl said tearfully.

“No! Of course not! We were talking about… another Morgan! A really, really nasty one!” said Maya.

“Ok! Well, there are plenty of other M names, like… er…” Pearl fell silent, deep in thought.

“Melissa? Melanie? Megan? Maggie? Mindy? Mandy? Mollie? Minnie?” said Larry, “Wow, I’ve never dated a Minnie before. She sounds hot!”

“Hmm, I don’t know,” Maya said, “None of them take my fancy. Maybe we should broaden our horizons a bit and just think of general names. Let’s see… I know, we could give them bird names, like Nick! How about… Sparrow and Wren?”

“No way!” Phoenix objected, “Seriously, I’d never inflict a bird name on my kids. My childhood sucked enough – I’m not letting them suffer years of teasing as well!” he glared at Larry.

“Hey, I’ve never teased you about your name!”

“Liar!”

“Birdbrain!”

“Hey, stop arguing, guys!” said Maya, “So, we can rule out any bird names. At least that narrows things down a bit on our names list!”

“What exactly was on the list in the first place?”

“Oh, pretty much everything. But now it’s pretty much everythign minus bird names!” she said, “Now let’s go through and elimate some more! We’ve got all evening, after all!”

Phoenix sighed. “This is going to be a long evening…”

the twins are a girl and boy. Anyone got any name suggestions? I'm totally stuck on names!!

The girl.. Erh.
Girl = Malorie
Boy = Jason?

For Girl, I like the name Mia. It would be nice if Maya calls your daughter as her dead sister ^_^! or Megan. For boy, David or Christopher ^_^

Girl: Mia, Lily, Laura
Boy: Mitchell, Steven, Fidel

Phoenix shivered a bit as he got off of the Kurain bus; December had arrived and it was getting cold. Pretty soon there would probably be heaps of snow in Kurain, but for now there was just a sparkly coating of frost on everything. From a distance it was pretty, but close up it just made Phoenix feel even colder.

He wrapped his arms around himself as the doorbell rang, trying to warm up a bit. Fey Manor wasn’t exactly the world’s best insulated building and it was generally pretty chilly inside too.

“Nick! I was wondering when you’d show up!” Maya said happily, “Come on in!”

She pulled the heavy wooden door shut behind him and they went into the living room. There was a heap of books strewn across the table, with titles like: “Baby Names: A-Z” and “Parenting for Dummies.”

Maya noticed Phoenix staring. “I went down to the nearest bookshop,” she explained, “I thought I should, y’know, read up on some of this baby stuff before the twins pop out!”

“I don’t think they’ll just ‘pop out’, Maya,” said Phoenix, “It’s probably a lot more painful than that.”

Maya groaned. “Please, don’t remind me. I’ll deal with that when I get to it, OK?”

“OK,” Phoenix agreed, “So we won’t talk of the pain of childbirth for now.”

They sat down on the couch and Maya poured them both a glass of water from a jug on the table.

“So, how are the cots?” Phoenix asked as they drank, “You did put them somewhere sheltered like I asked, didn’t you? I don’t want them getting all frosty.”

Maya laughed nervously. “Yeah, of course! They’re… um… tucked away at the back of the garden.”

“Good.”

She felt slightly guilty as she contemplated telling Phoenix that she’d actually sold the two ‘cots’ to some boys from the village so they could make themselves a climbing frame, but decided she would save the news for another day.

“Will you be coming down to the city anytime soon?” Phoenix asked, “I mean, you haven’t visited for a while. Larry misses you!”

“Oh no, not Larry!” said Maya sarcastically, “Maybe soon. But I prefer just to chill out around Kurain – I mean, I’m getting pretty big now in case you haven’t noticed.”

Phoenix had certainly noticed. He made sure to visit Maya at least three times a week now that she was living here in Kurain all the time, and the change in her size was enormous. What had once been a little tiny bump, barely noticeable, was now huge and round.

“Can you still see your toes when you stand up?” Phoenix joked.

“Kinda, if I bend a bit.”

“Oh, and I bought something!” Phoenix suddenly said. He reached into the carrier bag he’d brought with him and showed Maya a heap of baby clothes in different shades of blue and pink, all matching. “There was a sale at the department store in the baby section, so I thought I’d buy an outfit or two and kind of got carried away…”

Maya admired the dinky little dungarees and booties. “Aww, that’s so cute! But what if they’re not a girl and a boy? Half the clothes will be wasted!”

“Well, if they’re both girls then one can wear blue,” said phoenix, “And if they’re both boys… well, I guess one will have to dress in pink!”

“Yeah! That would so cool, like… breaking the baby stereotypes! Hey, maybe we could have a girl dressed in blue and a boy dressed in pink!” Maya said excitedly.

“I was joking, you know…”

“Oh. Right. I knew that!” Maya seemed a bit disappointed, “Anyway, that’s something to cross off the baby checklist!”

“We have a baby checklist?”

“I got it off the internet,” said Maya, “It says all the stuff you need if you’re expecting a baby!” She found a crumpled sheet of paper from the pile of books and showed it to him. “See? I printed it out and I’ve been trying to get as much stuff as I can!”

Phoenix looked down at the long list. “Do we really need all these things?”

“According to the website!”

“Oh. Um… if you’ve been trying to get as much stuff as you can, why is nothing ticked off?” he asked.

“Um… I just haven’t got round to buying anything yet. But I’ve circled things in catalogues for you to order!” Maya picked up a catalogue titled ‘The Baby Directory’ and shoved it in his face. “You need to call the phone number printed inside the front cover and tell them the reference numbers of all the things I’ve circled. Then you say you’re credit card number and-”

“Whoa whoa whoa!” Phoenix interrupted, “I’m paying for all of it? I thought we were going to split the costs between us!”

“Yeah, well, I’m only a spirit medium – I don’t have a huge income!” said Maya, “When I agreed to ‘split the costs’, I only meant that I would buy the occasional pack of nappies or baby food. You can take care of the expensive stuff!”

“But Maya, it’s all going to add up to so much! And I’m not exactly rich either…”

“Look, Nick. I’m a pregnant spirit medium with no family to support me who can’t even work right now since you can’t channel while you’re pregnant. You have a proper job as a lawyer – you even own an office! I think you’re in a better position to pay for this stuff than me.”

“I guess so,” Phoenix admitted, “But technically I don’t own the office, I just pay rent-”

“Nick, YOU WILL BUY THIS STUFF. And that is final.” Maya angrily threw the catalogue into his lap.

“Hey, calm down-”

“I AM CALM!”

“Ok…” Phoenix looked at her nervously; Maya was scary sometimes.

“Well, aren’t you going to call the number?” she asked, opening the front page and jabbing the phone number with her finger.

“Now?”

“Yes.”

Phoenix gulped; ever since she’d got pregnant, Maya kept having these weird mood swings where she got really, really scary. He got out his cell phone and dialled the number.

“Hello? This is the baby directory phone order service. How may I help you?”

“Um… can I order some things?”

“Of course. I’ll need to take your full name and credit card details…”

Eventually the horrific process was over. Phoenix could almost see the numbers on his bank account dropping as he ordered the many things which Maya had circled.

“Yay! Thanks Nick, you’re the best!” said Maya, completely cheered up. She hugged him.

“Did we really need to spend so much money?” Phoenix was still in shock after the woman on the phone had totalled up the price of all the items Maya had chosen.

“Yes! We only want the best for our little twins!” Maya insisted. She got out a pen and started ticking things off of the baby checklist. “Ok, so we’ve only got about half the list to go! Well done!”

“H-half?” Phoenix stuttered, “You mean, we need to buy even more stuff…?”

“Oh yes!” said Maya, “Hey, next time I come down to the city we’re going baby shopping. OK?”

Phoenix sighed; he clearly had no choice. “OK.”

For the next few minutes, Maya flicked happily through the baby names book. Phoenix pondered to himself how exactly he would ask her the thing which was on his mind.

“So, what do you think?” Maya was saying.

“Um… pardon?”

“Do you like the name David for a boy?”

“Yeah, I guess it’s alright,” said Phoenix, “Sorry, I was daydreaming.”

“About what?”

“Well… I actually need to ask you something…” he began.

“Ooh, what? Are we going out for burgers?!”

“No!” Phoenix rolled his eyes, “The thing is, my parents called this morning.”

“Really?” Maya’s eyes widened, “Actually, I’ve never heard much about your parents! Do they know they’re going to be grandparents?”

“Well, of course. I couldn’t exactly not tell them I’m going to be a Dad, right?”

“Yeah, I guess not,” said Maya sadly, “I wish my parents knew. But… well… k’now.”

“I’m sure they’re watching you, wherever they are,” Phoenix said softly, “They’re probably really proud of you.”

“Thanks. But you can’t actually watch people from the spirit world, so they don’t have a clue.”

“Oh. Right.”

There was an awkward silence.

“So anyway, what did you want to tell me about your parents?” Maya asked.

“They invited me to stay this Christmas… and they invited you too.”

“Really? That’s so kind!” said Maya, “Wow! Where do they live? Do they have a nice house?”

“Yeah, they live in this kind of sleepy little town about an hour away from the city. They bought a nice big house out there when my Dad quit his office job and opened a bakery.”

“Your Dad… is a baker?” Maya said in amazement, “Wow! Why didn’t you tell me before? We could’ve visited and got free cakes and everything!”

“So you want to come?” said Phoenix, “You don’t have any other arrangements or anything? It wouldn’t be better for you to stay at home for Christmas?”

“No… why? It sounds like you don’t want me to come!”

“I do, it’s just… well… my parents are kind of old fashioned in some ways. And I kind of told them you’re my girlfriend. They think it’s bad enough that I’m having a baby with you and we’re not married, so they’d kill me if they found out that we’re not even dating or anything…”

“Oh. I see,” said Maya, “Hmm. Well, I guess the only option is we’ll have to play along with it. I’m sure I can pretend to be your girlfriend for a few days or however long we’re staying!”

“Really?” Phoenix was surprised at easily she was taking this, “OK. I expect we manage that. We don’t have to kiss or anything, just act the part and they won’t be any the wiser.”

“Yep! It’ll be easy!” Maya actually seemed quite excited about it now. “So I guess when you’re my boyfriend for the week, you’ll have to take me out for burgers whenever I ask, right?”

“I already do that because you whinge until I give in.”

“Huh, I guess you do.” Maya paused for a moment, thinking. “Hmm. Will we have to sleep in the same bed?”

“Oh crap, I didn’t think of that,” said Phoenix, “Er… well, there’s a sofa in the spare bedroom. I’ll make up a bed for you on there and we can hide it in the mornings so my parents don’t see.”

“Excuse me? I’M sleeping on the sofa? I’m the pregnant one here, I think I deserve the bed!”

“Fine, I’ll have the sofa.”

“Yay!” Maya hugged him again. She seemed awfully keen on hugging him today.

“Why d’you keep hugging me?” Phoenix asked.

“I only hugged you twice, donut-brain! And anyway, it’ll be good practice for when we’re at your parents’ house!” Maya pulled Phoenix’s arm around her shoulders. “This should fool them!” She leaned in closer so her head was resting on his chest.

Phoenix raised his eyebrows; this certainly felt awkward. “Um… yeah. But let’s save that for Christmas, OK?” He pulled away.

“Oh. OK.”

There was another awkward silence. Phoenix wondered at her strange behaviour; one minute she was yelling in his ear and forcing him to spend large amounts of money, the next she was cuddling him. It was probably just hormones.

“Oh, and there’s one more thing I needed to tell you,” said Phoenix, “There’s a Christmas party down at the police station next Saturday for lawyers and detectives, and we’ve both been invited.”

“Cool!” said Maya, “Is it fancy dress?”

“I don’t think so… at least, I hope not. I didn’t read the invitation properly, but it’s in my pocket.” He pulled it out and handed it to Maya.

“Yay! It says ‘fancy dress’, right there!”

Phoenix at where she was pointing. Oh no – she was right!

“No. Way. I am NOT dressing up!” he said.

“If you don’t dress up you’ll look like a total scrooge!”

“I’d rather be a scrooge than look like an idiot any day, thanks…”

“Oh, come on! It’ll be fun! Besides, you kind of owe me this, since I’m gonna be helped you lie to your parents and everything…”

“Oh. Alright then.”

“Yay! Next time I come to the city, we’re going to the fancy dress shop!” Maya grinned, “Hmmm, what should I dress up as? I know, the virgin Mary!”

“Er… why?”

“Duh, cos I’m pregnant and it’s nearly Christmas! That would be a totally awesome outfit!”

“It would?” said Phoenix, “Um… what does the virgin Mary wear, anyway?”

“A tea towel on her head,” Maya said matter-of-factly.

“Uh huh. Well, it’s your choice, I guess…”

“And what about you, Nick? I know, you can be the Angel Gabriel! You’d look really cute with a halo!”

“No thanks. Can’t I dress as a normal person?”

“That’s boring!” Maya whined, “You really are a scrooge, Nick! But don’t worry, I’ll think of something…”

Phoenix gulped. What on earth would she make him dress up as…?

According to novels and other crap, most people name their children after their murdered parents.
For example, Lily, James, and Albus Severus Potter from HP7, sons and daughter of Harry and Ginny Potter
There's more examples, but i'm not a supergenius.

If you're still wanting names, how about Dora for the girl? It's cute, and the name Dora just seems to fit in with the AA world, IMO.

Dora and David. Cute. Or you could go all Renaissance and call the boy Donatello, like the artist, or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle (Donatello... I like it.)

AAAAAAAH! DO NOT USE THAT NAME! IT BURRRRRRRRRNS!!!

“He’s not a boy, silly, he’s a man! He must be, otherwise he couldn’t make a baby with you because his balls wouldn’t be big enough!”

Ah, Gumshoe. (Stopped at that point to make this comment)

“Nick, get the door!” Maya yelled, sprawled out on the sofa in front a repeat episode of the Steel Samurai.

“Fine, fine…” Phoenix reluctantly got up from his desk to answer the door.

Through the frosted glass of the door he could see a male figure dressed in dark pink; only one person wore that colour.

“Edgeworth, hi!” said Phoenix, opening the door to let the prosecutor in, “Come on in, have a drink!”

“Oh, if you insist…” Edgeworth came into the office, “Ah, Maya and Pearl are here too!”

Maya tore her eyes away from the TV screen for a moment. “Mr Edgeworth! Wow, it’s been ages since I last saw you!”

“It’s… good to see you,” said Edgeworth, “My, you’ve certainly come a long way…” He gestured towards her baby bump.

“Yeah, I know! I can’t believe that so soon I’ll have my own baby!” She affectionately patted the bump.

“I’m going to be its Auntie Pearly!” Pearl said happily.

“I’m sure you’ll make a good aunt,” said Edgeworth, “Might I sit down?”

“Sure,” said Phoenix. “What d’you want to drink? Tea? Coffee?”

“I’ll have a tea, please,” he replied politely, sitting on the empty armchair. Phoenix wandered into the kitchen to make drinks.

Maya picked up the remote and paused the episode she was watching. “I’ll save that for later! So, um… what are you doing here?”

“Well, I was just on the way back from the dry cleaners and I thought I’d stop by,” he explained, “I was wondering if you had been invited to the police department Christmas party tonight?”

“Oh, yeah! Me and Nick are definitely going!” Maya said excitedly, “I’ve got the best outfit ever sorted out! And we’re going fancy-dress shopping later to get Nick an outfit too, it’ll be amazing!”

“Oh, really?” Edgeworth looked faintly amused at the idea of Phoenix in fancy dress. “I wasn’t sure whether to go myself. I mean, I’m expected to attend, but I’m sure Franziska will be there too, and… well…”

“Oh, so things are still a bit… tense?” said Maya.

“Hmm, you could say that. We haven’t actually spoken for several weeks.”

“Oh. Right.” Maya considered this for a moment. “Well, I think you should go anyway! Dress up and show her that you’re fine without her – just go along and have a good time!”

“Maybe I will,” Edgeworth said, “But still… mightn’t I look a fool, dressing up? What on earth would I dress as?”

“Huh. I don’t know.”

Pearl meanwhile was looking at the carrier bag which Edgeworth had brought with him.

“What is in that bag, Mister Edgeworth?” she asked.

“Oh, just a few suits. I picked them up from the dry cleaners before coming here, you see.”

“Oh.” Pearl bit on her thumbnail, thinking. Her eyes suddenly lit up. She leaned over to Maya and whispered something in her ear.

“Wow, yes!” said Maya, grinning, “Mr Edgeworth, I know what you can dress up as!”

“Really? What?”

“Just… come with me, OK? I promise, you’ll love it!” She heaved herself up off of the sofa and grabbed Edgeworth by the arm. As she dragged him away, she winked at Pearl.

Once they were out of sight, Pearl got up and rushed towards the carrier bag. She took something out and hid it behind the back of the sofa.

When Phoenix came back in with a tray of drinks, everyone had returned to their seats.

“What took you so long, Nick?” asked Maya, “I’m dying of thirst here!”

“Oh, Larry called a few minutes ago and I got distracted. He broke up with his girlfriend… again…” He put down the tray on the coffee table and looked around at the three people sat around him. “You all look a bit… shifty. You haven’t stolen anything, have you?”

“N-no!” said Maya, a bit too quickly. Phoenix narrowed his eyes. “Honestly, what would I want to steal from you, Nick? You’re poor, and all your stuff sucks!” she argued.

“Thanks,” he said, “So, are we still going baby shopping later?”

“Yep!”

“And… do we still have to go to the fancy dress shop…?”

“Um… well, actually, I already brought you an outfit from the fancy dress shop in Kurain!” said Maya.

He looked at her suspiciously. “There isn’t a fancy dress shop in Kurain, Maya.”

“Y-yeah there is! There’s a new one which opened… er… yesterday!”

“No there’s not, Mystic Maya,” said Pearl, “We got Mister Nick’s outfit from-”

“Shhh!” Maya said quickly, “Just go along with it, OK?”

Edgeworth and Phoenix exchanged a confused look; neither of them knew what Maya and Pearl were up to.

A mug of tea later, Edgeworth left, promising to see them later at the party. As soon as he was gone, Phoenix confronted the two girls.

“What the heck are you going to make me wear tonight? And why were you lying about there being a fancy dress shop in Kurain?” he demanded.

“Hey, calm down! All will be revealed now that Edgeworth’s gone!” said Maya, “Pearly, show him!”

Pearl reached behind the sofa and pulled something out.

“Oh!” said Phoenix, “Right. Hmm. Actually… that’s not a bad idea!”

That evening, the three of them returned to the office with bags full of baby items. Phoenix’s purse felt considerably lighter after their shopping spree.

“Well, that was fun!” said Maya, “We should do it again sometime! And next time we should go to the burger place three times – two burger breaks just weren’t enough!”

Phoenix sighed. “Maybe. I’ll think about it. But we’ve got most of the stuff we need for the baby now, right?”

Maya pulled out her checklist. “Yep! But this checklist is only for a newborn baby… wait til you see the next list!”

“Oh, no…” he groaned, “Let’s save that for some other time, OK?”

Pearl looked at the clock. “Hey, you two need to get changed into your outfits! You need to be ready in time for the party tonight!”

“Pearly, you’re right!” said Maya, “Come on, let’s go and get changed! We’re going to look awesome together!”

“You think so?” said Phoenix, “Our outfits don’t really go together…”

“You’ll look lovely!” said Pearl, “Just like a sweet, happy couple!”


Phoenix didn’t feel sweet or happy as he parked his car outside the police department. He was starting to doubt that wearing this outfit was a good idea; in fact, he was dreading seeing Edgeworth’s reaction.

The doorway had been hung with tinsel and Detective Gumshoe was in the doorway giving out glasses of champagne. He was wearing a Santa costume, complete with a curly white beard.

“Hey, pal! You look great!” he said, “That cravat really suits you!”

“Um… thanks.” Phoenix looked down at his outfit; the pink suit and frilly cravat weren’t really his thing, and he didn’t think the outfit suited him at all. He wondered what Edgeworth would be wearing.

“Your outfit is cool too!” said Maya, “You have just the right build for Santa!”

“Thanks, pal!” said Gumshoe, “Hey… wait! Is that an insult?”

“No, not at all!” she said, “So… d’you like my virgin Mary outfit?”

“Oh, so that’s why you have a tea towel on your head!” said Gumshoe.

Phoenix took a glass of champagne and they went on in to the party. Immediately he spotted Franziska, wearing a short green elf dress and a little cap with pointy red boots. Phoenix couldn’t help thinking she actually looked… pretty cute.

“Um… hi, Franziska…” said Maya nervously. The two of them hadn’t spoken since Maggey’s wedding, which had been quite a long time ago by now.

“Ah, Phoenix Wright!” she said, completely blanking Maya, “I see you have chosen to dress yourself a little more smartly than usual.”

“Y-yeah…” Phoenix said, blushing. Her legs were very nice, he noticed. “You look… great!”

“Why, thank you,” said Franziska, “And merry Christmas.”

Phoenix grinned sheepishly.

“So, you decided to leave your whip at home?” Maya joked. Franziska aimed an icy glare at her and then continued to ignore her.

“Still, Phoenix Wright, I don’t see why a man like yourself would choose to dress as a fool like Miles Edgeworth.”

“Well, it’s kinda for a joke, I guess…” said Phoenix, “I mean, I don’t really want to look like Edgeworth…”

Franziska giggled; Maya almost did a double take. Why was Franziska… giggling?

“Hehe. Yes, well, he can’t really compare to you… can he now?” she said.

Maya was starting to get annoyed. If she didn’t know better, she’d think that Franziska was flirting with Phoenix. But that was impossible, surely?

“Hey, Nick! There’s Edgeworth!” she said, tugging on his sleeve, “Let’s go and say hi, OK?”

“OK… see you later,” said Phoenix to Franziska. Maya could’ve sworn she saw Franziska wink.

Phoenix was the one who did a double take this time, when he saw what Edgeworth was wearing.

“Huh? Edgeworth? But… that’s…” he gestured speechlessly at the royal blue suit and red tie of Edgeworth’s fancy dress costume.

“Wright! Why on earth are you wearing my clothes!?” said Edgeworth angrily.

“I could ask you the same thing!”

“Well, Maya kindly lent me this outfit earlier today! Now, how did you get hold of my suit?”

“Pearl gave it to me!” said Phoenix, “She borrowed it from your dry cleaning bag when you came to the office this morning!”

Both of them turned to Maya. “Did you set this up so we’d be dressed as each other?” asked Phoenix.

“Yep! Surprise!” said Maya, “I’m so smart, right?”

Edgeworth shook his head in disbelief. “Well, you’d better not get that suit dirty, Wright. And you’re paying for it to be dry cleaned and delivered back to me when you’re done with it!”

“Fine! But only if you get MY suit dry cleaned too!” Phoenix retored.

“Ha, I think not! A cheap suit like this does not need to be dry cleaned! It would be cheaper just to buy a new suit !”

“Hey, I’m not THAT cheap!” said Phoenix, “For your information, that suit cost me-”

“Whoa, don’t argue, you two!” said Maya, “Let’s just have a good evening, OK?”

“Alright,” Edgeworth agreed, “So, have you seen… er… Franziska?”

“Yeah, she’s dressed as a cute elf,” said Phoenix, “We were talking to her a few minutes ago, weren’t we Maya?”

“Yes,” said Maya, “But did you notice her acting a bit… weird?”

“No, not really,” said Phoenix, “She seemed normal to me.”

“Oh.” Maya skimmed her eyes across the room and focussed on Franziska, who was in conversation with some other prosecutors but seemed to be watching them. Maya looked away; it was probably nothing.

Franziska continued to observe Phoenix. Truthfully, he interested her very little and she found him somewhat repulsive. But all the same, he seemed to be falling for her charms tonight… and if she succeeded, he would be the perfect way to make Miles Edgeworth jealous. It would only be a matter of time before he realised what he was missing and she had him wrapped around her little finger again…

Later that evening, Maya found herself to be pretty much the only sober person. She sat on a chair by the wall while everyone else did a drunken conga around the room. The music boomed as Phoenix danced clumsily past; Franziska’s arms were on his waist. This was ridiculous, Maya thought. Sure, Franziska was a bit tipsy, but surely she would rather die than flirt with Phoenix?

Several minutes later, the conga broke up. Franziska and Phoenix went over to the bar.

“Huh. Maya’s staring at us,” said Phoenix.

“Forget her,” Franziska snapped, “Come on, drinks are on me!”

“’K, sounds good…” Phoenix stumbled a bit and Franziska grabbed his arms to steady him.

She bought a couple of drinks and handed one to Phoenix.

“Are you alright, Phoenix Wright? You look queasy.”

“’M fine… it’s kina hot in here…”

Franziska decided to seize the opportunity. “You’re right! Come on, let’s get out of the crowds.

She took him by the hand and led him out of the crowds and into a quieter corner where something hung above their heads.

“Ah, look. Mistletoe.” She pointed to the ceiling.

“Huh…? Um… what’s that?” Phoenix said. He looked pale and wobbled a bit.

“Idiot,” Franziska muttered under her breath. She looked around the room; Miles Edgeworth’s eyes were on them, as were Maya Fey’s. Perfect.

She flung her arms around Phoenix’s shoulders and kissed him. After nearly a minute of fumbling, they broke apart. Phoenix looked a faint shade of green.

“You’re hot…” he said, his eyes unfocussed. Then suddenly he doubled over and made a retching sound. “I… I’m gonna throw up!”

Franziska reacted quickly, running behind him and shoving him out into the corridor. He stumbled through the double doors and emptied the contents of his stomach all over the floor.