My name is Apollo Justice, and I have just lost my mentor...again...

It was just last week but I can't remember it that well...I don't really want to...
Mr. Wright took me and Trucy to the Detention Center so that we could visit one of his old friends to celebrate her finally being released from jail.
The three of us took her back to the Wright Anything Agency where more of Mr. Wright's old friends were also waiting to have a party for the lady's freedom after 8 long years.
I didn't really want anything to do with them so I decided to go back to my apartment.

Little did I know that I would be forced to meet them all very soon...

The next morning I woke up with over 15 voicemails on my Cell Phone all of them from Trucy. As I sat in my bed I groggily dialed her number to see what was up...

"Hello?"
"Polly? Is that you?! Come Quick! My poor Daddy has been MURDERED!!!"
"WHAT?!?" I quickly got dressed and tripped down the stairs...
"I'LL BE THERE SOON, WHO COULD'VE DONE THIS TO HIM?"
Over the phone, she started to cry.
"It was that Iris girl! They say that she killed my Daddy!!! They're taking her away right now!"

Boy and that was not the end of it.
Everyone who was at the party was still there in the lobby, I saw one girl about Trucy's age crying like a baby while another girl was holding her crying some of her own tears both were wearing strange clothes.
Detective Skye was eating Snackoos as usual but in a very slow way. She also had tears in her eyes as she investigated the crime scene.
I saw a man wearing a fancy maroon suit sulking in the corner muttering to the blue haired lady who was also wearing some fancy clothes. She had a whip in her pocket.
Outside, a man in a trenchcoat was looking pretty sad too.
Then was also a man who kept banging his head on the wall saying something like "WHY NICK? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO SO SOON??? YOU OWE ME $45 YOU DOG!"
Trucy then came up to me and told me everything.

"Last night at the party, we were watching this old cartoon movie, then daddy says he suddenly has to use the bathroom! After the movie is over, He still doesn't show up and nobody can find him! So I decide to go and look for him and I see Iris running out of the building really fast like she was in a hurry! I check his room and there he is lying down on the bed! First I thought he was sleeping, but his heart was not beating! Then I told Ms. Skye to go call the police! She says that Mr. Wright died of the flu that Iris somehow injected into him since her fingerprints are all over the used syringe under his bed!!"

That was pretty overwhelming I thought...
"I just don't understand it" Trucy told me."Daddy used to talk all the time about how sweet and innocent she was. He was even considering letting her be my new mommy because he would talk about how much he always loved her and stuff"

I had never known that Mr. Wright was in love with anybody. To me he seemed like a pretty hardened man ever since he lost his attorney's badge 8 years ago. But he always was a mystery to me...

After hearing Trucy's story, I felt I needed to know more about this 'Iris'...

I headed to the Detention Center and found her talking to a rather chubby woman, not unlike Plum Kitaki except shorter.
"Are you alright Sister Iris?" the woman asked.
"I am fine sister Bikini, but I think I really killed Mr. Wright..."
"Don't say that!" She started to look a bit worried.

They continued talking to each other about a couple of things when one of the security officers told me that visiting hours are over and that I had to leave.

"But there are 10 minutes left until 6:30!" I told him
"Well If that other lady talking to the suspect leaves before 5 minutes then you can talk to her"

So he left and so did the 'Bikini' lady...

"Hello, you must be Feen-I mean Mr. Wright's apprentice right?" she asked me.

Iris was dressed the same as yesterday in those odd silk robe costume thingies. I also noticed that she had a jewel shaped like a '9' around her neck...

"Yes, my name is Apollo Justice"
"Yes, Mr. Wright did mention you a lot, said you were almost as good as he was back in the day..."

I asked her about who she was, she said that she was his girlfriend back in college even though she was pretending to be someone else. And that she is a nun for the Hazakura temple.

"So why did they arrest you for Mr. Wright's death?" I asked
"Because the little one, Trucy I think she was, said she saw me suspiciously walking out of the Agency right before the estimated time of death...then I decided to come back the next morning and confess to the police that I did it..."
"But did you really do it?"
"I don't really know anything about his death, only that I somehow killed him..."
As soon as she said that I felt my left arm get extremely sore and tingly, like all of the circulation was blocked at somewhere. I noticed my bracelet was pulsing uncontrollably which means she was definitely hiding something...
"You're not going to defend me, are you Mr. Justice?"
"Well I can't seem to believe that Mr. Wright was killed by someone like you"
"But I'm afraid that if you defend me, all of Mr. Wright's friends and even his daughter will hate you for it. Seeing as they all know I did it..."
"But has anyone else agreed to defend you?"
"No, I have decided that I do not need an attorney since I will be pleading guilty"
I started to see why Mr. Wright liked her so much, she seemed very kind and sweet, I didn't think it was possible that she could be guilty at all.
"Well I will still defend you anyway!" My Chords of Steel activated at that and I got odd stares from people around me.
"B-b-But..."
"Ms. Iris! I know that you are innocent! Please let me defend you in court!"
"M-m-Mr. Justice, you sound just like Feeni-Mr. Wright when he wants to defend someone..." And she started to cry...

"I-I used to watch all of his old trials and some of his new ones from last month since he became a lawyer again..." She started trembling...

After she signed the documents allowing me to be her lawyer, I saw her walk into her cell. Where I could see her sobbing into the pillow uncontrollably...

"WHY, FEENIE!? WHY?" was the last I heard before I left the Detention Center...

The next day was the beginning of her Trial, as usual I barely had any evidence and only my defendant's word to win on. On top of that, everyone seemed to be against me. Detective Skye would not let me anywhere near the evidence upon hearing I would defend Mr. Wright's suspected killer.

Even Trucy refused to sit with me as the defense's aide and cheer me on.
Prosecutor Gavin was going to be the prosecutor this time...It seemed like he was the only prosecutor around these days, well him and that Payne guy. At least Gavin was not as close to Mr. Wright as everyone else and I felt relieved at that.

Then the familiar sound of the judge banging his gavel rang.

"Court is now in session for the trial of Sister Iris from Hazakura Temple"

"Ahh, Herr Forehead, I knew this trial would be important for you, yet I did not expect that you of all people would be defending your own teacher's killer?"
"Well, ahh-you see...I sorta uh...believe in her innocence?" The people in the courtroom were glaring at me with angry expressions. Most of them were there at the party on the night of the murder. The rest of the audience also seemed to know Mr. Wright. I found out later that many of them were his past defendants that he had made not guilty.
"Yes I do agree with Prosecutor Gavin there" said the judge with his usual expression of shock

Then the judge asked Prosecutor Gavin to give his opening statement.
"I'll leave that to Fraulein Detective here" he nonchalantly called in Detective Skye.
Ema seemed pretty angry on the stand. She seemed conflicted with who she should side with since she normally hates Prosecutor Gavin but today she hates me too because I'm defending one of her best friend's suspected killer...

"It seems that the defendant there was already in jail since 8 years ago. She and Phoenix Wright were apparently very close. The night of the murder was also the day that her sentence was up and she and all of Mr. Wright's friends were gonna have a celebration in honor of her release. Myself included. Halfway into the party he disappeared for sometime and no one could find him until his daughter saw Sister Iris there running out of the house in a hurry and Mr. Wright was found dead in his bed from a severe case of the flu. An empty syringe covered in the defendant's fingerprints was also found under his bed"

Klavier as usual was looking calm as he snapped his fingers and said. "I thought Herr Wright was having the party in the talent agency he works in?"

"He must be a pretty poor man to have to live in his office" said the judge

Just then several members of the audience started to boo at him pretty loudly, although anyone who knew Mr. Wright should have known that he liked to live pretty cheaply.

That's when it hit me like the screeching of fans at a Gavinners concert.

"Order! Order!" The judge tried to calm down the crowd so I did it for him

"OBJECTION!" My Chords of Steel activated and everyone went silent. "How can the syringe have been found under his bed?"
"Do explain, Herr Forehead" Klavier calmly replied.
"Well anyone who has been to Mr. Wright's room would know that HE ONLY SLEEPS ON A MATTRESS!!!"
"Whaaat?!" Ema looked surprised. I thought that she had examined the crime scene which was his bedroom. Guess I was wrong.

"Well then how was this found under the bed?" The judge asked.
"I think Fraulein Magician over there has the answer, she's the one who found it." Klavier had known all along somehow...and now Trucy was his next witness...

When Trucy got up on the witness stand she had this pretty emotionless look on her face.
She gave her testimony and it was time to cross-examine her...

"Most of what the detective said was right..."
"HOLD IT! Could you please be more specific about what Detective Skye said that was right?"
"......." She completely ignored my question and moved on with her testimony...
"When I went to go look for my Daddy I saw Ms. Iris running away from the building..."
"HOLD IT! What was she doing while she was running?" I asked
"......." She still did not answer and continued again.
"Not giving it a second thought I went to Daddy's bedroom to see if maybe he was sleeping from..."
"HOLD IT!" I shouted again a little too early this time...
"The witness was just getting to why Phoenix Wright may have been so tired so please let her continue" Klavier said.
"A-Anyways, that night at the party, Daddy was drinking some wine in celebration and so were most of the other adults..."
"HOLD IT! So the killer could've been someone who was drunk and then..."
"......." Again she refused to answer my question, nobody else seemed to be telling her that she was supposed to be answering my questions...
"Hahaha, Herr Forehead, the autopsy report revealed that Herr Wright had only a small percentage of Alcohol in his blood stream.

He handed me the autopsy report and I finally had more evidence than just my attorney's badge. Although it wasn't much.

It said that the victim was injected with a new, unknown strain of the Flu virus in a very specific vein with an old syringe. Alcohol was also found in the body though not enough to be lethal.

"Prosecutor Gavin, is it possible that Mr. Wright was sensitive to liquor?" The judge asked.
"We received a report from his Doktor at the Hickfield Clinic, Herr Wright could probably drink more vodka than the weight of a whale and still be sober as a 6 year old fraulein"
"What a really great way to put it" I thought
"It seems he had even more hidden talents I didn't even know about." The judge looked as surprised as usual.
"So you see, Herr Judge, the fact that Herr Wright drank 7 entire bottles of wine that night has no bearing on this case."

"S-S-SEVEN BOTTLES OF WINE?!?" The judge exclaimed.
"THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!" I shouted. "How can his BAC be so low???"
"You forget it's my Daddy you're talking about! Trucy's outburst caught all of our attentions "He can do a whole lot of things! Although he still isn't too good with the piano...but he's also really fast on the bicycle! And he can memorize all of the 36 amendments to the Constitution! Plus he can even sleep with his eyes open!"

"Ahh yes, so that explains why his eyes are open in this crime photo." Klavier said.
"H-How come I never got that?" I said, sweating bullets...
"You didn't get one? I was under the impression that Fraulein Detective would've given you a copy seeing as you two are in good terms and all..."
"No! It's not like that!" I suddenly shouted.
"I never said it was like anything Herr Forehead." he started to chuckle to himself.
"Th-That doesn't matter! It has nothing to do with this case!" I started to blush, Klavier was accusing me of having a crush on Ema Skye just to throw me off. "I only like her as a friend, besides, she'd be happier with her Snackoos" I thought.

Things were getting extremely off-topic so I decided to ask Trucy more questions.

"Trucy! You were called to the stand so you could tell us how the syringe could've been found under his bed when it's just a mattress!"
"Really? Daddy's bed is just a mattress? But I always remembered him sleeping on that mattress with a metal springy frame under it...that's how it was the night of the murder...When did you last see his bed Polly?"
"Uhh...Just last week...when I went to go get his court record ready for his next case..." now I was sweating even more...

"Oh yeah, that day Pearl's kitty spit a nasty hairball on it and we had to wash the sheets and clean out the metal frame...But you should've seen it Polly! She was soooooo cute!!!"

"Pearl? Pearl? Now where have I heard that before?" The judge said...

Well it was nice that Trucy was lightening up a bit and forgetting who I was defending. But this trial so far has been filled with millions of little details and the fact that my only objection so far has been crushed into itty bitty pieces is pretty bad news for me.

"It seems that we have ruled out that only Iris was the killer and that Fraulein Trucy finding the syringe under the bed is not a contradiction at all in anyway."

"No way! I didn't even get to find any contradictions! She wouldn't even answer most of my questions" I tried to say but Klavier interrupted me...

"However, before we allow the jury to rule a verdict for Fraulein defendant, the next thing the Prosecution aims to do is establish a motive for the defendant."

And I knew this was gonna get bad...

"The Prosecution calls Former Detective Dick Gumshoe to the stand!"
"Who?" I thought...

Before the new witness was going to be called up the judge announced a recess...

"Sister Iris, I do not think you are telling me everything about what you know of Mr. Wright's death" I asked her..."My bracelet reacted when you said that you knew nothing about how he died..."
"Mr. Justice, you really do sound like Feenie when he asks a client for the truth..."

There was that 'Feenie' word again, until now she was able to call him Mr. Wright in front of me...Feenie? That's a silly nickname...

"Now will you tell me everything you know?" I asked...
"Not yet Mr. Justice, but I promise I will tell you as the time is right..."
"Or when the time is 'Wright'!" I said, trying to lighten up the situation...but instead she cried again, almost as forcefully as in the detention center...

"Hey! Recess is almost over! The defense needs to get ready!!!"

So now I had to listen to this 'Dick Gumshoe' I hope at least this time I'll be able to raise a proper contradiction...

When I went to the defense's bench I found an odd thing there, an old picture of a parakeet and it was signed with "From Bertha, with love..." I wondered who Bertha was and without a second thought put it in my Court Record...

The judge banged his gavel.
"Court is back in session for the trial of Sister Iris fro-"
"Objection!" I shouted...
"What? What is it Mr. Justice?" The judge's eyes opened wide...
"Ahh, sorry...I got a bit carried away there..Hehe..." I sheepishly laughed...this trial just kept making me more and more nervous...
"Well please be more careful with that voice of yours! Sometimes I have nightmares of you shouting like that and your hair spikes looking like devil horns!!!"
"Umm, thanks your honor?" It was a bit creepy to know the judge sometimes had nightmares of me in his sleep...
"Yes yes, you're very welcome Mr. Justice!" The judge was getting really creepy now...
"Achtung baby!" Klavier burst in, I couldn't wonder but feel if he was getting a bit left out...
"I didn't allow for any babies in the courtroom! This is a murder trial! How can anyone bring their innocent child to witness such a traumatizing..."

".............................................................................." Was what everyone was saying right now...
"Oops! I guess I'll just be quiet then! The judge exclaimed...
"Anyways, I think it's finally time to call in Herr Gumshoe, Ja?"
"Yes, Please!" I shouted...

The man was brought in.

"Name and profession" Klavier calmly asked...
"My name is Dick Gumshoe and I used to be a homocide detective until I got fired and now I work as an assistant for my good friend, Mr. Edgeworth..."
"Oh, THAT Detective Gumshoe! Yes I do seem to remember you were the main Detective until you were replaced by Ms. Ema Skye 5 years ago!"
"Oh well, that's not a problem! She's a much better detective than me plus I now get to work for my best pal in the world! Not only that, I've been doing pretty successful in my social life too! Last week me and Maggey even went to the movies together, it was a blast! And right after the movie ended she even gave me a..."
"Herr Gumshoe!" Klavier shouted. "Please just get to your testimony already!" Klavier seemed a little jealous of Gumshoe there. Maybe he needs to find someone too, although it can't be that hard when you're a rock star...

"Alright pal! Don't worry about me! This testimony is gonna blow your socks off Mr. Justice!" At least he knew who I was...

"Right, so everything Trucy and Detective Skye said is true. But what they didn't say was the motive for Iris! I was going to the bathroom and on the way I saw Mr. Wright and Sister Iris arguing about something in the corner! I heard them say something about Trucy. It sounded like Mr. Wright wanted Iris to raise his daughter with him but she said something like she couldn't possibly be a burden to Mr. Wright by living with him. And that's when I saw it! He started to do something to her and it looked like she was crying!"

What kind of man was Mr. Wright, anyway???

"Hold it!" I shouted. "Did it look like he hurt her in anyway?"
"Not really but I couldn't tell because I didn't want to look like some kinda eavesdropper so I left the scene before anything could've happened. But I know I heard Sister Iris crying, although it kinda sounded more like something else..."
"That's enough Herr Gumshoe! Why did you not tell me about Mr. Wright hitting the defendant?" Klavier was clenching his fist and sweating...
"I guess I forgot pal, sorry." He had a goofy look on his face that could rival the judge's...
I slammed my fists down on the desk. "What was this something else that you think Iris may have been doing?"

"I don't know, maybe you should ask Maya! She passed by me on the way out!" He still had that smile on his face, I guess being a homocide detective, he was able to easily get over Mr. Wright's murder...

"Who is this Maya?" I foolishly asked.
"You call yourself Phoenix Wright's apprentice and yet you don't even know who Maya is?" It was Klavier..."Herr Forehead, you dissapoint me." He laughed a little to himself..."Alright, as it so happens Ms. Fey is in this very courtroom watching the precedings right now!" So he called her to the stand.

"Name and Occupation" was Klavier's question for the new witness...
"My name is Maya Fey." She bowed at us. "And I'm the current Master of Kurain Village"

I started to remember Mr. Wright mentioning something about her, that she could call back spirits from the dead and let them take over her body or something like that...

"Now Fraulein Fey, please testify as to what the victim and defendant were doing after Herr Gumshoe left the scene..."

"You betcha!" She said enthusiastically.
"So after Ol' Gummy left the hallway where Nick and Iris were, I passed by him and saw something juicy!"

Nick? How many nicknames does Mr. Wright have?

"I saw Nick there playing with Iris! He was tickling her and she was tickling him back! I guess Gumshoe must've heard Iris giggling. After that they stared at me awkwardly and went to his bedroom."

I could not imagine Mr. Wright being...playful in that way, well maybe to Trucy when she was younger but still...this trial was starting to creep me out more and more...

"H-Hold it! Um...what do you suppose they were doing in the bedroom?" That was a mistake...
"It's Polly isn't it? Trucy calls you that a lot" was her reply...
"Well, I guess?"
"You must be pretty slow then right Polly?"
"Huh?" I asked...
"What do you think they were doing alone in his bedroom?" she asked with a mischeivous smile on her face. I was starting to get worried for the sake of the village she was Master of...
"Well, I dunno? Maybe playing checkers?" Another awkward mistake.

"Oh I know! Maybe she was killing him with the murder weapon!" The judge was already on the prosecution's side...
It then occured to me that the murder weapon, the syringe was not added to my Court Record, I fixed that quickly...

"Didn't know he had it in him." Klavier said with a cool look on his face, although I couldn't help but feel he was laughing on the inside...

I also thought it strange that this Maya lady did not seem to think that they went to the bedroom so Iris could kill him...

"Ms. Fey! Do you believe that the defendant is guilty?" I asked.
"Now why would you ask a question like that? Of course she isn't! After all, they went to Nick's bedroom to make-"
"Hold it! Before you embarass my client, why were you so mad at me if you don't think that Sister Iris is the killer?!?"
"I never said I was mad at you!" She was enjoying this, somehow she seemed a little different than Mr. Wright described her, she was definitely quirkier and a little more irritating...
"I-I'm sorry, I guess I thought you were Ms. Skye or something..."
"Why? Do you LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE her? It's no shame if you like someone who's older than you, you know!" She was really getting on my nerves..."Maybe if you like her so much, you should send her a love note! Ahahahahahahahaha!!!"

The audience, the judge, and Klavier were all silent as they secretly enjoyed watching me stumble over myself then all of a sudden they burst out laughing. Everyone was laughing so hard, the judge had to adjourn the court until the next day, which means I somehow got through an entire day of court without even exposing one contradiction...

Author's Note: Before you call me bad names for giving Maya's personality a complete 180, remember what 8 years and the death of your friend can do to a person...and I'm sorry if you don't like funniness in tragedies like this, but I was feeling so down after writing the first four chapters that I couldn't help but lighten the mood a bit, things will get depressing again later...

This case was getting so frustrating that I wanted to yell, "Screw this! I'm going home!"
But where would that leave Iris?

I decided to head back to the Detention Center and hoped that she would tell me everything she knew...

"I'm sorry sir, but she is currently in questioning right now" the security officer said, guess I would have to come back later...

I decided to make the trip to Iris's home which ironically she hasn't ever been in for 8 years...

When I got there...
"AAAAAAACHOOOOO!" My sneezing could probably have started an avalanche and my Chords of Steel were not helping...

The same lady I saw talking to Iris yesterday saw me sneezing and invited me inside. Hopefully I could gather more information from her...

"So how long have you known Iris?" I asked.
"Iris has been an acolyte here since she was a little girl and her father didn't want her anymore. So I've been raising her ever since..."
"And was Iris the only person working here other than you?" It seemed strange...
"Yes, that's right" she replied, "But it's been very hard since she was put in jail 8 years ago...I've had to work all by myself until Sister Lila started working here...

Who was that? I wondered...

"So who is this Lila?" I asked...
"It's a strange thing, her story is almost exactly like Iris's"
"Really?"
"Yes, she was abandoned by both of her parents and decided that being a nun was the best thing to do"
"Where is she now?" I asked

"Why do you wanna know?" Her smile was almost catlike... "Did you come up here just so you could meet Sister Lila?" Her laughs only added insult to another insult...everytime she laughed her cheeks jiggled...the ones on her face...

I was getting pretty sick and tired of people accusing me for liking someone I didn't really have a crush on just for their own amusement.

"Anyway, she's not here at the moment, you should probably come back tomorrow!" So I guess I would have to wait until then to ask Lila some stuff...
"By the way, I didn't get your name" I asked
"Oh, you can call me Bikini! Sister Bikini!"
"Umm...why Bikini?"
"Well I abandoned my old name long ago when I decided to become a nun here at Hazakura temple! And I thought I may as well choose a name that gave people a great mental image of me!" she proudly stated.

Things were starting to get awkward so suddenly on a whim I decided to present to her the old picture of the bird I found earlier. I still regret it to this day...

"Do you know anything about this picture?" I asked.
"Wh-wh-WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?!" She started to look frantic...
"So you know who this Bertha is?"
"YES! That was my old name! Bertha Feeny!"

Does this mean Iris nicknamed her boyfriend after Bikini?! As if this case could not get anymore disturbing...

"I know what you're thinking, you're wondering why Iris would nickname Mr. Wright after my last name..."

Mr. Wright once told me that people involved in spirit channeling can sometimes read minds...

"Actually, Iris does not even know my real name, and Feeny is a relatively common last name to have. Plus don't you think that Feenie is a wonderful nickname?" she was smiling.
"Actually, no I don't, it's a little silly, I prefer 'Nick' as a nickname for Mr. Wright..."

"Oh yes, that's what Mystic Maya and Pearl would always call him, no I remember..."

Once again things were getting a little off-topic so I decided to bring up the picture again...

"So what did this picture mean to you Ber-I mean Sister Bikini?"

"This picture was from before I moved to Hazakura." she started to look kinda sad..."When I was in college I was in love with one of my professors, mind you he was only 9 years older than me but it still seemed rather taboo at the time...things were much stricter 30 years ago...My family used to own a bird shelter where many birds were rescued and my professor happened to really like birds a lot. So one day I left the picture at his desk after class was over. The next day he talked to me about it and how it could never happen..."

She had to pause for a moment to wipe some tears off her eyes...then she continued

"I felt so depressed that I ran away from my life and decided to start anew as a nun here so I would never have to deal with that kind of thing again, although I did get a bit more flirty with men as I got older! Ahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Ick, it was rather disgusting to watch her laugh...
"So do you know what happened to the picture because I found it at the defense bench in Court this morning"
"Hmm, I think either the professor kept it or I must've given it to my sister...but she died 4 years ago...maybe her daughter had it. She now runs the bird shelter, you should go ask her about it..."

Great, NOW I had to find Sister Bikini's niece!

Before I headed to 'Feeny Bird Shelter' I decided to make a stop at the Wright Anything Agency so I could gather some clues, hopefully Ema would let me in...

"No" She was quick in making her point. After nonchalantly refusing my entrance to the crime scene, she threw several snackoos at me. Those things really hurt. I had tried some before, they melt like cheese puffs in your mouth but when used as a projectile they feel like bricks...

"Will you please let me in?" I tried to ask with my lightest sounding voice...
"No." She threw another Snackoo at me...

I decided it was pointless to go intrude on her Lovely Snack Time. So I went around to the back door...

"Hey you!" a man called, I thought he was a cop, but he looked more pathetic than anything I've ever seen. And I've seen Ema when all of the stores have run out of Snackoos.

"HEY, YOU!" he shouted again.
"What?" I asked
"You're that Pollo guy, right?"
"Um...yeah?" this guy seemed real suspicious...
"THEN WHY THE HECK AREN'T YOU DEFENDING POOR IRIS?" he screamed.
"Well the trial's over, and she's being questioned now-"
"NO SHE ISN'T!" this man was really annoying..."I JUST WENT THERE FIVE MINUTES AGO AND SHE WAS JUST FINE!" as he said that, he was winking with his thumb up and sweating a little too...

"Just who are you anyway?" I asked.
"Oh. You can call me Lawrence Feeny" he was still sweating. "Although my friends insist on calling me Larry Butz..."

Feeny again? Sister Bikini never mentioned this man, so I assumed Larry Butz must have been his real name. At least his parents didn't name him 'Harry' I laughed to myself when I thought of that.

"Um, so Larry..."
"WHAT?! I told you, it's LAWRENCE!" with each second he was getting more and more pathetic...
"OK Lawrence, what do you do?"
"You mean as a job, let's see, I wanted to be an artist but Franzy refused to pose for my picture book so I had to resort to getting Maya to do it wearing Franzy's clothes but that wasn't the same, none of the kids liked it because they didn't get it and all of the parents said it was too dirty, can you believe that? I made sure the publisher kept all of the books neat and tidy-OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW" A whipcrack was heard...

"Butz! You foolish fool! Are you STILL going on about that ridiculously foolish excuse of a picture book you wrote?" A blue haired woman wearing fancy clothes and carrying a whip was the one who said that, her accent was a little german...

Then she whipped Larry again, repeatedly...

"OWWWOWWOUUUUUUUUUUCH!!!" He yelled everytime the whip hit, it was sad, funny, and disgusting to watch all at the same time.

"I will make you surrender!" She whipped him several times more until he fainted.

"OW!" She whipped me. "What was that for?" I asked angrily.
"Oh that? That was for you, a foolish fool who foolishly took a foolish case only meant for fools who-"
"ENOUGH WITH THE FOOLS ALREADY!" I yelled, this shocked her a little but she regained her composure and whipped me some more. When I lived in an orphanage, the people there would whip bad children if they misbehaved, and with my short temper I misbehaved a lot.

"DAMN IT WOMAN, STOP WHIPPING ME!!!" The Chords of Steel intimidated her a little more and she was silent...
I felt pretty stupid that I allowed my anger to get the better of me and I apologized immediately.

After that, I remembered she was there the night of the murder and decided to ask her some questions.

"What was your name again?"
"My name should be known to all foolish defense attorneys like you. I am Franziska Von Karma, a Perfect Prosecutor from Germany."

I knew she was German.

"So how did you know Phoenix Wright?" I asked
"He was a fool who defended his clients in a very foolish manner. I was a rival prosecutor at some point but now I only prosecute in Germany, where the court system is not as foolish as your American's silly 'Jurist' System."
"Then why were you at the party celebrating Iris's release?"
"Foolish boy! I only went because Miles Edgeworth insisted on it! I have no such need of attending silly foolish events like this. Besides, Sister Iris's release is of no significance to me..."

My bracelet reacted so I decided to perceive for her sign.

"What are you doing?" she asked "Your eye looks really disgusting looking through that bracelet!" She wanted to whip me, but was afraid I'd yell at her again...

When she lies, she tugs on her whip a little eagerly...

"GOTCHA!" I shouted.
"What? What foolish thing have you done now?" her smile was really pretty, but also quite smug.
"I know you were lying when you said Iris's release has nothing to do with you! When you lie, you pull your whip really fast!"
"Hmm...so that's what your bracelet device does. Very well, can you present proof that I am related to Sister Iris's release from jail?"

Actually no I couldn't. But before I could say that, Larry got up. He must've heard the whole conversation.

"Oh! That's easy! Franzy here was the prosecutor for the first half of the trial! Then she worked real hard to help Iris get acquitted 8 years ago!"Larry looked really proud when he said that.

But something was not right...

"Wait. If Iris was acquitted 8 years ago, then why was she still in jail until now?" I asked
"Oh, funny story really. See Nick was able to defend Iris when she was accused of murder, but she admitted being an accomplice to it..."

Iris was in jail because she was an accomplice to a murder??? I felt like her pretty face was just to hide her true self and I started to have some doubts about her...

"OU-OWWWWWWWWWWWCH!!!" Larry was whipped more by Franziska until he fainted again.
"YOU FOOL! I had the situation under control until you started talking!" She whipped his unconscious body 20 more times for good measure and turned to me.

"You! What is your name?! She asked, she looked worse than the angry disciplinarians of my old orphanage.
"M-My name? Um, I-It's Apollo Jus-Justice..." I was still stuttering when the fire in her eyes blazed out of control.
"APOLLO JUST JUSTICE! I will bury you!" And with that she left
"Actually it's...!" But she left before I could continue...What did I do wrong anyway? What the heck does she have against me all of a sudden?

Just then, Larry got up.

"So Larry-I mean Lawrence. Where do you work again?" I had been curious about this for quite a while...
"Oh, I clean the poop at the Feeny Bird Shelter where I'm one day gonna sweep Myra off her feet!" he shouted.
"In a bird shelter? Not very romantic is it?" I asked.
"Shut up! Who asked you???" he started to ramble about something uninteresting so I decided to finally head to the Bird Shelter...

Across the street from the bird shelter was an old run-down vet's office. The words on the sign kinda looked like 'Harriet Veterinary Clinic' or something like that...

But before I checked out the vet's clinic, I decided to walk into the bird shelter...

The place was filled with birds, it smelled like raw chicken and feces all over...but I guess that's what all bird stores smell like...

"How may I help you?" said the most beautiful woman I ever laid eyes on in my life.
"Uh-uh-umm, well you see, I-I-I err" It was no use, I could not utter a single intelligible sentence. It was getting really hot in the bird shelter and the stuffy air didn't help...

"Oh? Would you like a bird?" Her voice was just as heavenly as her looks and I found myself adopting the cockatoo she handed me. Although in my mind, it may as well have been a dove...

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll have to close now." She pushed me out with a dazed, lustful look on my face and a birdcage containing a cockatoo.

After regaining my composure I walked back to my apartment. I didn't know what to do with it because I've only had gerbils as pets and did not know how to raise a cockatoo. I couldn't give it away because then it would end up back at the bird shelter thus offending the gorgeous lady I saw who gave me the bird...

It was getting late so I decided to take this last oppurtunity to go question Iris about what exactly she was doing during the murder...

When I got there, Iris looked like she was beaten hard and had several bruises all over her body....

"Wh-what happened to you, Sister Iris?" I asked concernedly...
"Oh, this..." I could see tears through her black eye..."One of my cellmates did this to me because she thought I stole her cigarettes, my life was spared only because the warden told her that he had confiscated it a long time ago...
"That's terrible!" Watching her in this state was too much for me...I couldn't possibly bring up the murder of her lover when she cried like that...but I had to know the truth...

"Iris" I started to choke up a bit..."You said before that you would tell me everything you know about Mr. Wright's death, so please tell me now..."

She spent some more time sobbing to herself about Mr. Wright's situation...

"A-Alright Mr. Justice, I believe you and the time is right..."

I could not have possibly been prepared for those miserable words she uttered next...

This is what Iris told me...

"I-it was the first time I had been free for a long time...At the party, Mr. Wright asked for my hand in marriage...."

I guess Mr. Wright must've really liked her...

"He wanted me to be Trucy's new mother, seeing as her real mom died 3 months ago..."
"Wait, I thought she died over 8 years ago..." At least that was what Mr. Wright told me...
"Huh? He didn't tell you?" She looked truly puzzled...
"I wonder why I wasn't informed..." I said. The calmness I had upon hearing that Trucy's mother died recently also shocked her...
"But Mr. Justice...I thought she was your mother too..." she honestly thought I knew...
"WH-WHAT?!? But my mother died long before I was even able to talk! That's what the lady at my orphanage said!"
"I see, so that's how it is..." She informed me that me and Trucy were half-siblings and shared the same mother...who really died just 3 months ago of cancer. Iris also said that my mother was really Lamiroir...who I helped last year...

That would explain why I stopped seeing her concerts on TV...

"I-I don't believe it..." I was at a loss for words, my own mother abandoned me after my dad died and then had another child with someone else...There was so much I wanted to tell her after, things like why she abandoned me. I also wanted to yell at her for abandoning me...but I also felt the need to be with her after all this time...now I won't be able to have my chance because she died 3 months ago...

"Please continue Iris." I asked...

"Yes. Mystic Maya was partially right when she said that he started to tease me playfully and then he brought me to his bedroom..."

When she said that, I felt really uneasy, it was disturbing to imagine Mr. Wright being playful with someone in that way...I thought that he just seemed to have this serious aura around him...

"But Mystic Maya's assumptions about what we were doing in his bedroom were incorrect..." Her face looked regretful when she said that...
"When I was in Fee-Mr. Wright's bedroom, he showed me the syringe that everyone knows about...it was full that time though. After that, he asked me to lie in his bed then he got i-"

My mind brought up weird images of Mr. Wright and Iris doing 'things' together.
"DO NOT WANT!" I yelled...
"I'm sorry?" Iris looked up at me, wondering about my outburst...

"Ahm, no. Hehe, I guess I'm the one who should be sorry..." My face turned bright red, it was even more embarassing knowing that everyone in the detention center was staring at me like I had just died...I wish I did...

"I'm sorry again Iris, please continue..." I hoped Iris was not very descriptive...
"Okay, Mr. Justice. When I lay down on his bed, he lay down beside me..." Just as I thought...
"But after a few minutes he wasn't moving, I assumed he fell asleep so I didn't do anything about it until I heard that his heart was not beating...the shock of realizing he had died made me very confused...so I blindly ran away until I stopped somewhere and went back to the Agency."

"Then what happened to the syringe?" I asked her.
"I-I don't know, I think either he stabbed himself with it, or I did..." her clothes were getting really wet from all the crying she was doing...
"Why would you think you did it?" it seemed odd enough...
"I really don't know...it just-it all happened so fast...I sort of remember him giving me the syringe before I got on his bed...perhaps when he got in too I must've accidentally stabbed him with it?" All this time she was looking up at the ceiling as if her precious 'Feenie' was waiting for her up there...

"But that means...!"
"Yes, I know, it means I really did kill him..." she had been weeping silent tears this whole time...

"Was there anyone else in the bedroom?" I asked.
"No, there was a dresser but it would be too small for anyone to fit into...and for some reason Mr. Wright searched the room before I went in..."

Now why would he do that? I thought...maybe this whole time Mr. Wright knew what was coming for him but in the end, he could not prevent it...

What Iris just told me gave me even more doubts about her innocence. Even though it may have been an accident, there's no way anyone would let that slide in court...Mr. Wright once told me that even accidental murder is still murder...

But I still believed in her. It was just that the tears running down her face and the bruises she had on her was a very terrible sight to see...I did not think it possible that this woman would kill anybody. Especially not her own lover...

I said goodbye to her and went home. When I got there, I saw my living room in ruins, most likely due to my new pet... But the rest of my apartment seemed fine and the bird was nowhere to be found until I entered my bedroom and saw the cockatoo inside a pretty large cage...

"Oh what are you doing here?" Someone said...

The invader of my bedroom was that girl I saw at the party who was about Trucy's age and had the pretzel hair along with the weird robe thing Ms. Fey also had.

"Oh, hi Mr. Polly. I just wanted to see if you were home. Your door was open so I went in and saw the bird you have here, I heard that parrots need lots of space in their cage so I bought one for you."

"Where did you learn that?" I asked.
"Oh! Your 'kompyutir' was on so I looked it up on the World Wide Web."

How this girl not even know how to correctly say computer? And no one has called the Internet 'The World Wide Web' since at least 20 years ago....

"Um. So why did you want to see me?"
"Because Mystic Maya said she wanted me to bring you this." She showed me a note saying that if I really wanted to get this case solved then I should find a man named 'Edgeworth'. He must have been the only person from the party I had not talked to yet.

"That note was written hours ago. Mr. Edgeworth has probably already left out of the country." the girl told me.
"What?! But he's my only hope for this case! Which country did he go to?!"
"I'm not sure, maybe you should ask Mr. Scruffshoe..."
"Scruffshoe?" What an odd name to call someone.
"Yeah! You know, Mr. Scruffy detective! He's pretty much Mr. Edgeworth's best friend in the whole wide world! It's almost like a fairy tale..." She sighed peacefully...I guessed I should've left her to her little fantasies and went to find Mr. Gumshoe.

I did not want to leave the girl alone in my house so I called him instead...

"I don't think Mr. Edgeworth left the country in fact he can't leave because he'll be a witness tomorrow, pal!"
"Please don't call me pal" I sighed...
"But why not? It's what I call EVERYONE" after he shouted 'EVERYONE' I hung up the phone. It was almost midnight.

I decided to talk to the girl.

"By the way, I never got your name, yet you seem to know mine."
"Oh, I'm Pearl Fey. Ms. Trucy told me a whole lot about you! She said that you're really cute when you get mad and that she's really sad that you're defending Mr. Nick's killer...even though she is my sister..."

"Wait. So Sister Iris is your sister?" This was new...
"Yeah. I only found out yesterday when Mystic Maya told me..." She looked sad. Then she started to cry like a baby...

Pearl was probably about 18 years old, yet she was sitting in front of me crying like a toddler who fell off the swings...I didn't know what to say...

"There, there." I gently patted her on the back and she calmed down...

"Oh, Mr. Polly! Ms. Trucy was right! You are a really nice man, I hope you two will spend eternity together as a loving couple!" Her eyes sparkled but I had some bad news for her...

"Actually, I only just found out about this, and Trucy doesn't know either but Trucy is my half-sister." Pearl gasped and she looked as if all of her hopes and dreams were destroyed by an atomic bomb...

"I-I don't believe it! You're just denying your love for her!" And she slapped me several times. Even when I didn't know she was my sister, I still never thought any romantic thoughts about Trucy. She was way too young for me...she's not even 18 yet...

"You're just like Mr. Nick! You refuse to accept who you're in love with!" She looked mad and she pulled her sleeves up as if ready to tear my heart out and give it to Trucy.

"But I thought that Mr.Wright absolutely adored Sister Iris..." I foolishly said, Pearl slapped me several more times.

"Not you too! Mr. Nick's only love is Mystic Maya! Sister Iris can go find someone else!" Ouch, she was being pretty brutal to her older sister...

"Yeah but Ms. Fey is-"
"You must address her as Mystic Maya! Or as Mystic Ms. Fey if you must!"
"But why do I have to say 'Mystic' before her nam-"
"Do not question Kurain's ways, Mr. Polly!" and she slapped me again. My cheeks were actually swelling...

After two hours of ranting about true love and slapping me, then ranting again. She calmed down.

"Oh, it's 2 AM. There isn't any espresso train going right now...Can I stay with you?" She had her cutest face on. Even though she was 18, she was still a little girl on the inside...

"First of all, it's the 'express' train. And yes you can stay, but I don't have any other beds..."
"That's OK! You can sleep on the couch!"

"Wha-?" And she pushed me out of my own bedroom. A few minutes later she left my pajamas and some blankets outside the door...

Tomorrow was the next day of trial and I could tell it would be a long one...

I woke up the next morning to the smell of waffles...I didn't hate waffles, but I'm more of a pancake person myself...

"Oh, Mr. Polly! You're finally awake! I made you waffles and some chocolate milk!" She looked happy, but the fact she stayed over at my house and made me breakfast was a little awkward, I hoped no one would find out...

"Um...thanks, but I don't have a waffle iron so how did you make waffles?" The waffles were bright green in some areas...

"Oh, Mr. Rockstar called to tell you the trial will start a little later today. So I asked him if he had a waffle machine and some fresh pandan. He was here only 10 minutes before you woke up!"

Mr. Rockstar...that should've been his real name...
Great, the guys at the prosecutor's office were probably already laughing behind my back now...

"What's pandan?" I asked.
"It's this green plant used for a whole bunch of things and to make these delicious green waffles! You should try it, Mr. Polly!"

When I took a bite, it tasted better than anything I had tasted before in my life. It probably tasted just as good if not better to me than snackoos taste to Ema.

"Wow, can you make pancakes with these?" My childish enthusiastism could almost rival Trucy's.
"Well, I'm not sure...if you can make waffles with it I'm sure you can make pancakes..."
"Great! Could you please make me some more!" The green waffles were so tasty that they made me lose all sense of maturity, sense of time, and just plain common sense...

Pearl happily made some and after I ate around 20 or so green pancakes, my common sense started to return...

"Hey, Pearl, what time was the trial moved to again?"
"Oh, noontime..."

I looked at the clock and saw the time was 11:48.

"Crud! I'm going to be late!" I quickly got dressed and ran to my car.
"Wait, Mr. Polly! Can I come with you?"
"Yeah sure, just hurry up, OK?"

It takes me 15 minutes to drive to the Courthouse on a good day with no traffic, at that time, it was rush hour and there were only 4 minutes left.

But when I got there at 12:30, no one seemed to notice. In fact Court was actually delayed again to 1:00 due to the judge getting stuck in traffic.

Iris was waiting for me in the Defendant's Lobby...Pearl apparently held a sort of grudge against Iris so she snuck away...

"Mr. Justice, has what I told you yesterday been any help to you?" Iris's bruises and injuries had miraculously disappeared...
"Of course, don't worry. I'll defend you no matter what."

Just then Trucy came in.

"Ah, there you are Polly!" She was back to her old perky self. "Pearl just told me what happened last night, do you LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE her?"
"Trucy, not you too..."
"But everyone is doing it! It's now considered normal to accuse you of loving someone!" when she said that she started giggling, but then she started laughing uncontrollably...

She laughed almost as if she was drunk, although this was one of her magic tricks gone wrong. One time she tried to pretend to be horribly drunk to impress an audience, and a policeman nearby even tested her with one of those BAC detector things to show she had absolutely no alcohol in her at all. It was without a doubt a new but weird magic trick...I don't know how it's done, but ever since she first performed that trick on stage, she's been occasionally acting drunk unintentionally...

"Ahahahaha, Hey Polly! I did-*hic* I didn't even know the judge could *hic* drive! Haha! That old fart probably doesn't even know how to drive a *hic* bi-*hic* electr-*hic* scooter!"

People were staring at us with odd looks, alcoholic beverages obviously weren't allowed in the Courthouse...

"Trucy! Be quiet!" I hissed.
"NO! I don't wanna be quiet!" And she started laughing goofily...
"Trucy! I mean it! Please be quiet!" she started moving around in a very wobbly way...a bailiff went to check how we were doing...

"Sirs! I must tell you that courtroom should not drink in the minors!" The bailiff looked obviously confused.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. But she's not really drunk she-"Then my ears started to bleed...
"SIRS I REPEAT, NOBODY IS ALLOWED TO DRIVE UNDER THE INFLUENCE IN THE COURTOOM!!!!!" the man was yelling through a megaphone and it was extremely irritating...Trucy didn't seem to mind, and she started singing some of the Gramarye stage music I'd heard before...

"LalalalalalalalalalalalalaLAAAA!!!!" she went while the bailiff was screaming into his megaphone...

"WILL YOU BOTH PLEASE SHUT UP!!!!" Trucy was unfazed, but the bailiff's megaphone was no match for my Chords of Steel...

"Oh, ok then..." The bailiff started to whimper as he walked away and muttered something about how much his life sucks..."

"Now Trucy! Will you please be quiet! Court is going to start in a few minutes!" I tried the Chords of Steel again, but they don't work very well in succession...

"LALALA! I can't hear you Polly!" and her devilish smile got wider..."If you want me to be quiet, you'll have to kiss me!" and she laughed some more...

Trucy still didn't know we were related. That and the random drunkeness made her forget that I'm way too old for her and that she's only 16...

"No Trucy!"
"But whhyyyyyyy, Polly? Are you *hic* scaaaaaaaaaaared???" her eyes were getting droopy...
"No."
"Then are you not interested in women?" she smiled again...
"No!" when I said this case could not get any more creepy, I was wrong...
"Then whyyyyyyyyyyyy not, Dear Polly?"
"BECAUSE I AM YOUR HALF-BROTHER! WE BOTH HAD THE SAME MOTHER WHO JUST DIED 3 MONTHS AGO OF CANCER AND WAS REALLY LAMIROIR!!!" I thought it was the wrong time for the Chords of Steel, but it broke her out of her drunkeness and she was left with tears in her eyes...

Now Trucy was crying, people passing by called me things like 'That rotten lawyer" or, the 'Scumbag Child-depressing Attorney' or even 'the Big Meanie'

She ran outside sobbing her eyes out, on her way out, she dropped a necklace with a bottle in it...
I remembered Pearl saying that Trucy had some feelings for me. I didn't know if she just made that up but it seemed true now...I hoped that Pearl would not find out...lest I be known as 'Herr Big-Cheeks' instead of 'Herr Forehead'...

Moments later, another bailiff signaled to me that the trial was about to start...

The judge looked rather frazzled as he brought the court to order...

"Court is reconvening for the trial of Sister Iris from Hazakura Temple" He looked really confused..

"Um, Your Honor? Are you OK?" I asked with a little bit of concern...

"Huh? Oh yes! I'm fine! But my granddaughter...she has a nasty case of the 'pig flu' and it reminded me of this case..."

When he said that, he revealed two things to me.
One, that the judge did not know about Swine Flu.

And Two, that the judge had a different side to him, one that was more than just a simple man with simple tastes. The loss he felt knowing his grandchild was on the way to the deathbed made me realize that no matter how incomplex a person is, deep down inside we all-

"Oh ho! Look! I found my dentures!" and just like that the judge ruined my inner monolouge...

"Now is the prosecution ready?"

"Yes Herr Judge, we are quite prepared for today's trial so get on with it, ja?"
"Hey what about me?" I thought. But before I could raise an objection, once again I was interrupted by someone...

"Now as I was saying, it's time to call our first witness of the day, ja?"
"Yes, I was thinking the same thing too, Prosecutor Gavin!" the judge said...

"The prosecution calls Franziska Von Karma to the stand!"
"Oh no! Anything but her!" I thought to myself.

When she went to the stand she stared at Prosecutor Gavin like a hawk to its prey. Klavier however, seemed unfazed by the staredown he was being given...

"Now, Fraulein, please tell us your name and occupation."

"My name is known to Prosecutors all over the world! I strive for perfection in everything I do! After all, it is only natural for a Von Karma to-"
"Yes, Fraulein, just get on with it, ja?"

"Why you impudent little...! I'll have you know that not only am I Franziska Von Karma, but I am also a powerful prosecutor raised in Germany! Where only gifted people are-"

"That's all we needed to hear, Fraulein Von Karma. And I'll have you know I was educated in law at Germany too" Klavier's accent sounded normal when he mentioned her name...

"Klavier Gavin! You've obviously been educated in one of the lower universities of Germany! Your English is also very bad! Don't you know that it is rude when people destroy the English language!" her whip was at the ready...

"Hahaha...Fraulein Von Karma, we can exchange insults all day, but we are here so that you may give your testimony about the night of the murder. So kindly shut your mouth and give your testimony, ja?" Klavier may have seemed calm and collected, but I could tell that deep down he was getting a little shaky...

The same could be said for Ms. Von Karma...

"Fine then. Apollo Just Justice!" she yelled.
"Um, actually my name is just Apollo Justice...WAH-OWWWW!!!!" The whip's sting and I became reacquainted...
"Just Apollo Justice? Apollo Just Justice?! Get your name right!!!"
"OW! OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!!!!!" I think my face was bleeding...

"Achtung, baby! Like I said, just give your testimony already...ja?" I wonder what she was like as a baby...?

She growled at him but instead of whipping him, she whipped me again...

"That night, Miles Edgeworth informed me that Phoenix Wright had planned a reunion of everyone who was involved in that case 8 years ago. Maya Fey forced us all to watch a childish movie while Phoenix Wright sneaked away from the room. Later, Sister Iris also left the room. No doubt to do dubious things with Phoenix Wright...Later when Trucy Wright noticed her father was missing, she went to go look for him...during that time I was 'discussing' something with someone about a pitiful excuse for artwork. And that's all I have to say..."

It seemed consistent with the facts, but her last statement was a little vague...

"HOLD IT! Who were you talking to? And what about...EEYEEOOOOOWWWW!!!" she whipped me again...
"It is irrelevant to this trial! But if you must know, Larry Butz was giving me one of his foolish requests to model for his foolish stories again."

"Wow! I never knew you were a model, Ms. Von Karma!" Said the judge..."YOWCH!" This woman would apparently go so far as to assault the Judge with a whip...

"So, um...Could I please have that added to the testimony, please?" I sheepishly asked...
"Um, of course Mr. Justice..." The judge looked a little scared. How could he forget that he has authority over Ms. Von Karma?

"While I was at the celebration, Larry Butz was constantly annoying me with silly requests to model for his foolish picture books."
"HOLD IT! How long was he doing that?" I asked...

"That foolhardy fool has been asking me to do so for 8 years until I politely refused him yesterday! His foolish doodles have never and will never be of any use ever for anything!"

"OBJECTION!" I shouted. "Don't you remember 8 years ago? One of Mr. Butz's drawings was used as evidence in this very courtroom! FOR THE VERY SAME CASE 8 YEARS AGO THAT THE PARTY WAS ABOUT!"

The people around me were busily talking about my statement. Then dead silence...I thought that I had finally raised a suitable objection. And after I had watched the tapes for that case the night before too...

"Herr Forehead, you may have shown us that Herr Butz's drawings have once been useful before, but, what does that prove?"

"AUGH!"I shouted...he was right, once again I managed to humiliate myself in front of everyone. What was wrong with me? This whole case had really put me off my game...

"Just Apollo Justice! Your foolish line of questioning has just reminded me of something!" she yelled with a victorious smile on her face.

"Um, and what would that be?" I asked...
"The syringe! When I saw Sister Iris leaving to go fornicate with Phoenix Wright, she was holding the full syringe!"

"Um, I wouldn't exactly say they went off to 'fornicate'" I stumbled...
"Huh? Fornicate? I don't get it!" The judge asked...this was kind of shocking considering he had 3 children...
"I'll tell you when you're older, Herr Judge, now are you sure Fraulein Iris was holding that syringe?" Klavier said...

"Of course!" She whipped me again. "A Von Karma like myself is perfect in every way! And that includes our eyesight!"

The audience was chattering even louder now...it was clear more testimony was needed...

Franziska gave her testimony...

"About 10 minutes after the coward, Phoenix Wright snuck away, the movie we were watching ended. All the while that foolish Larry Butz tried discussing with me about his pathetic excuse for a picture book. Meanwhile, Sister Iris picked up the syringe from her purse which she left next to a couch. At first I thought that she was just taking some kind of medicine, but it seems that she used it with the intent of murdering Phoenix Wright!!!" The audience was talking amongst themselves again, I wondered if the jury was doing the same?

"OBJECTION!" I shouted, finally a real objection! "The defendant has claimed that this syringe belonged to Mr. Wright and thus was in his posession before he gave it to her! How could it have been in a purse?!"

She looked confused...
"YOOOOWWWWWWWWWGH!" she whipped me again.
"A Von Karma's testimony is perfect! PERFECT!!! The defendant's claims are nothing compared to my perfect testimony! PERFECT!"

I think after that she lost all rationality. Not like she had any to begin with... Which is why the judge kindly asked her to leave the witness stand...the prosecution decided to call in Larry Butz who may have also seen Iris pick up the syringe...

"Hey! What the heck am I doin' here anyway?!" Larry yelled. "I don't know anything about some stupid murder!"

He sure knew how to make himself look really suspicious...

"Herr Butz! You are here because Fraulein Von Karma could not give suitable testimony. So it is up to you to do so!"

"Hmm..." He said scratching his head. "So you guys gave her the boot for bad testimony? Ha! I guess Franzy ain't as perfect as she think she-WAAAAHHHOWWWWWWCCCHHHH!!!!!" His smile quickly receded when Franziska whipped him from the sidelines...then she whipped Klavier...

"Ow." He said with his usual calm disposition...It was amazing how tough he was..."Fraulein Von Karma, stay in your seat, and Herr Butz, proceed to testify about Fraulein Iris and the syringe!"

"Gee, all these 'Frauleins' and Herrings, I'm not sure I can keep up with the cultural gap..."

"Fraulein Von Karma, may I borrow your whip?" Klavier probably didn't really mean to borrow her whip, right? Regardless, the very idea made Larry shut up and start his testimony...

"Um, right so Franzy said that I was asking her to be in Franzy's Whip Lash Splash again."
"HOLD IT! What are you talking about?" I asked...
"Oh, a picture book! Starring the blue-haired whip-wielding beauty of the sea! Ms. WA-OWWWWW!!!! I mean um, it's about Franzy here..."
"Oh..." I said sweating...

"But what she said was not true! I was asking her to pose for my NEW book! Franziska Jones and the Nicks of Pluto!"
"HOLD IT! That title sounded even weirder than the last! What the heck is it about?" I yelled...

"Well, I guess I can tell you but only since you're Nick's friend..."

Oh boy...

"The book is about Franzy as an adventurer who goes and collects rare treasures and destroys her enemies with her whip! All while she's fighting Alien versions of Nick from Pluto!" He smiled.

The whole court fell silent until Franziska stepped in from the sidelines...

"OBJECTION! I REFUSE TO ACCEPT HIS SHODDY TESTIMONY!!!" she shouted...

"First of all, you are not the prosecutor here Fraulein. I am. And second, the witness is not done yet, let him finish and then we can decide the validity of his testimony." She growled at him, but remembering how calmly he took a beating last time, she decided against whipping him again...

"Right so as I was saying...After she meanly refused my request I saw Iris sneaking into the hallway. Iris must've somehow dropped the syringe after she picked it up, then Nick found it and that's how he gave it to her! And that's the last I saw of Iris that night..." Then I felt my bracelet reacting, he must've been lying...

"Mr. Butz! Say that again, please!" I shouted.
"Um, ok. That again, please!" He screamed at the top of his lungs...

"No! Tell me about what you saw Iris doing after she left the hallway!"
"But I said that was the last I saw of her!"

Perceiving time. As I looked through my bracelet, Larry started to get really nervous when he saw my eyes staring at him through the bracelet...He got so nervous that it was getting hard to tell what his real twitch was over all of the other things he was doing...

He was scratching his head, moving his eyes up and down, all of his body parts tensed in irregular patterns, every nervous twitch in the book was being performed by him right now on the witness stand and every bodypart was doing one or more of these nervous twitches at once...

That's when it hit me...

"GOTCHA!" I shouted with my loudest voice "Mr. Butz! Your body gets so worked up when you're nervous that it was hard to tell what your real nervous twitch is!"

"No, duh!!! Anyone would wet their pants when they see your bulging bloodshot eyes when you look through that ring thing!!!" Larry yelled...
"I concur!" said the judge..."I almost did so myself the first time you did that in court!"

"Um, anyways, I found out that when you lie, your goatee is the only thing that's not moving nervously! Look right now! It's always slightly moving except when you lie!" I proudly stated...

"Wow, no one ever notices my goatee...But if you think I'm lying then prove it!" He shouted...

"OK! TAKE THAT!" I shouted again... "In your testimony just now you said that Mr. Wright had given the syringe to Iris! But how could you have known that if no one in court has even said so yet? You have been paying attention to the trial right?"

"Urk!" he yelped. "Well, you see I um...I...." he stuttered, this was my chance to attack!

"The defense proposes that Mr. Butz must have followed Iris when she left the room, that is when he saw Iris receive the syringe from Mr. Wright!"

"But what of Fraulein Fey, and Herr Scruffy?" Klavier pointed out..."How did they not notice Herr Butz in their testimonies?"

"Argh!" I shouted...

"Oh, that's easy. I waited for them to scram and then I snuck into Nick's room. I wanted to catch them in the act!"

"So, I was right! In that case, please testify about why you followed Iris and what you saw!" I shouted again...

"Alright! But I'll blow your socks off with this next testimony!!!" He shouted...

Larry began his testimony...

"So, after Franzy rudely refused my request, I saw pretty Iris here sneaking away. I didn't see her holding the vaccination thingy, but she definitely took something out of her purse! I didn't know what so I followed her... And then I saw her with Nick's arm around her... I snuck in while no one was looking and saw Iris lying on the bed with Nick! I felt mad at Nick for stealing Iris from me so long ago, that's why I decided to take my revenge! Then Iris left the room."

"M-M-Mr. Butz! Your testimony just now makes YOU sound like the killer!!!" screamed the judge...
"What? Who said anything about murder!? I don't know nothing about some stupid murder!!!" Larry shouted, could he really have been the murderer?

"Perhaps you should add to your testimony regarding how you did your revenge, ja?" said Klavier...

"Oh, if I must... I thought that Iris and Nick were gonna do something scandalous together so I got out the video camera I just bought and proceeded to record them! In the end, all they did was lie down together, but the boys at the editing room will fix that! Now I shall forever be known as Larry Butz, Scandalous Film Director!" He proudly said with his thumb up...

"HOLD IT!" I shouted..."Let me get this straight, you got your revenge on Mr. Wright by filming him with Iris?!"
"Yup, that I did!" his face looked prouder than a new father's...

"But that means that...YOU HAVE VIDEO EVIDENCE OF THE MURDER!!!" I think I went a little overboard there, for the 3rd time this case...

"What!? Oh yeah, I do! You know I haven't actually seen it or shown it to anyone yet, maybe Nick's death is on tape!!!" he shouted.

"Mr. Butz! Where is this video tape?!" the judge asked... "It's crucial for this trial!!!"
"Oh, see that's the problem... I had it yesterday but it was stolen this morning!" Well, that was bad. But after he said that, Larry whispered something...

"Maybe she took it..." He said more, but that was all I could hear over the noisy conversations the audience was having in the courtroom...

"Who? Who took it?! Who could have taken the tape?" I yelled.
"Eep! Don't do that! Your voice is like a bad opera singer!" Larry shouted...Was my voice really that bad?

"I'm asking you again, Larry. Who could have taken the video tape?!?" I shouted again, all this shouting was making me thirsty...

"It was that southern lady with the cotton candy hair! She's the one who took the video camera with the tape inside!!!" He yelled at his loudest voice...

A woman who seemed to fit Larry's description stood up from the audience...

"Shut yir mouth you! Yur' the one who done stole my camera in the first place!!!! I was jus' gettin it back, see?" The woman yelled... She definitely had a southern background alright...
Larry yelled back... "I DIDN'T STEAL IT! I JUST BORROWED IT!!! YOU ASKED ME TO HOLD IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!"

Everyone watched the two argue for at least half an hour until Larry mentioned something about birds...

"HOLD IT! What was that about a picture of a bird?!" I asked.
He gulped... "Um...Nothing, nothing at all" he said as he scratched the back of his head...
"No! Tell me now!" I yelled.
"AaaAAAAhhh!!!! Fine! Fine! I'll-I'll tell you!!!" He cried... "Pretty Myra from the bird shelter told me to give a signed picture of a bird to you! But I lost it on my way to my house yesterday!!!" He cried some more... "WaAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!! I FAILED YOU MYRA!!!!!"

"Tell me Herr Forehead, this court has had enough wasted time for today, ja? So what does the fact the witness had a picture of a bird for you have anything to do with this case?" Klavier asked.
"That's because yesterday, I found the very picture you are talking about right here!" And I showed it to him... "It was sitting on top of the defense's bench yesterday before court began. What do you have to say about that, Mr. Butz?!"

He looked up at the ceiling and started pondering... "Hmm...I guess someone else must've known what I was supposed to do..."

People among the audience started to talk to each other again...

Klavier banged his fist against the wall..."Herr Forehead! This still does not prove ANYTHING related to this case, what does some bird shelter have anything to do with the murder of Phoenix Wright?!" He yelled...

"Arggghhh!!!" I shouted...he was right, Larry's testimony led me to a dead end.

"I agree" said the judge... "Well, if there's no more witnesses then we'll just have to adjourn the trial and let the jury decide..."
"HOLD IT!" This was from Klavier... "Achtung! The prosecution still has one more witness before Herr Judge can allow a verdict to be ruled!"
"OK, then who is it?" the judge asked...

"Well, this witness is...a little odd...I think if you see him yourself you'll know what I'm talking about..." Klavier sharply snapped his fingers and the bailiff brought in a laptop...
"Wh-What is this contraption supposed to be?" was the judge's response...

"It's a laptop, Herr Judge. A portable computer if you will...The witness is a prosecutor named Miles Edgeworth...unfortuneately he was asked to prosecute another case today so he typed up his testimony on this laptop for us all to read." How the heck was I supposed to cross-examine an essay?

The bailiff read out the testimony...

"What I saw is exactly as Ms. Von Karma has said... I too did see Sister Iris holding the syringe but thought it was some medicine for her... After I saw Iris head into the hallway, I left the party because Franziska had consumed a little bit too much champagne and I had to drive her home..."

"HOLD IT! Ms. Von Karma never mentioned anything about being drunk during the party in her testimony!" I shouted, forgetting that it was the bailiff reading Prosecutor Edgeworth's testimony...

The bailiff skimmed the page and found something interesting...

"Oh here! At the bottom of the page it says, If Apollo Justice asks about the fact that Ms. Von Karma never testified to being intoxicated, tell him that a woman like her would not ruin her 'perfect testimony' by stating she was drunk after. But I can tell you I surely wasn't and yet I saw the syringe too..." The bailiff read...

"Wait! Let me see that page!" I asked...After the paragraph containing his testimony was a bunch of answers to questions I may possibly ask about his testimony... Was I really that predictable? This 'Miles Edgeworth' certainly wins first prize for intuition...

"And with that," said Klavier, "all of your questions have been answered, ja? I say that now a verdict can be ruled upon!"

I quickly read over it again, there were no contradictions or things left unanswered, I guess in the end I was doomed to begin with...although looking back at it now, there were at least 3 issues that were not answered yet at this point. Yet I stupidly forgot and so did everyone else...

"Now then...the jury has seen the entire trial so we'll just have to wait until they make a decision...in the meantime, court will have a one hour recess!" The judge banged his gavel and now it was up to the 6 jurists to decide Iris's fate...

The result was a hung jury. Which meant I had more time to investigate for my case.

A little later after the trial I had just remembered one of the things that was not adressed further in court today...the video tape...

I found Larry Butz sulking around back at the agency, he tried to run away but I caught up with him...

"HOLD IT!" I shouted "Where do you think you're going? Get back here!"

He stopped and slowly walked towards me...

"That's better, now where is that woman whose video camera you stole?" I asked
"Urk! I-I don't have it!" He cried. Then he looked fine and said, "Oh, but she gave me the video! Said it was the worst filming she had ever seen! But she doesn't know what an artistical genius I am!"
"Oh! So you've got the tape!"
"Yeah! Well..." He scratched his head...
"Well, what?" I asked.
"Well you see, just a minute ago some big white parrot bird thing just picked it up and flew away! Whoosh!" He shouted...

"Which way did it go?!" I asked.
"Um, somewhere that way." And he pointed to the roof of the building...

I ran up the stairs and noticed that the video was sitting in the room where the TV is. The bird was nowhere in sight so I popped the tape into the VCR and sat on the couch...

The video did not show anything, I could barely make out some faint outlines. Which seemed to match with the testimonies fairly well...

"Great." I said as I took the video out. "How am I supposed to make the video clearer?" I thought.

I decided to leave the room but on the way I found a purse lying next to the couch...so I added it to the Court Record and went to find Detective Ema Skye...

She was waiting outside the front door of the agency eating her snackoos...

"No, I already told you, you can't go into the building!" And she threw a snackoo at me...
"But I already went inside." I told her.
She gasped. "How? I've been watching here this whole time and no one's gotten in!"

"Um, did you try the back door?" How could any detective not know there was a back door to the crime scene?...
"Wha? Back door?!" And she ran to the backyard to check. I waited a few minutes before she came back looking very angry...

"Why didn't anyone tell me there was a back door?! Who knows how much tampering could have been done to the crime scene!?" she yelled.

"Um, I have something to ask you..." I tried to say, but my voice went quiet...
"What?! What is it?! You know what? I don't care!" And she threw several bag's worth of snackoos at me...
"But-"
"No! I said I don't care!" as she threw more snackoos at me, she also ate some. Her face was red and it was obvious I needed to wait a while for her to cool down. But I didn't...

"But Ema! I need you to examine this video tape for me!" I shouted. Once I said that, her mood drastically changed for the better...
"Oh! You want me to help you with that? Not a problem! I've got this new device that enhances the quality of video feed, no matter how horrible the filming is!" She looked excited, almost like she needed this... Ema ran to her car parked nearby and brought what looked like a giant copy machine with a TV stuck to it. When she brought it over, I wanted to touch it...

"Nuh-uh-uh! You don't get to do the science this time, Justice! I'll do it from here!" She swiped the video tape from my pocket and pushed it into the machine. "Okay, first thing you do is push the video in here! Then you turn this dial until certain layers..." This seemed awfully familiar, was this just the X-Ray machine with a TV screen stuck to it?

"...And once you utilize the Hexagonal Discombulatron exactly 5.7984 times, you just pull the switch three times, enter the video coding modulator, push the big white button and....DONE!" she exclaimed...The TV screen showed a much higher quality version of the video.

"See? It's amazing what science can do!" she said with glee.
"Yes, it made horribly filmed footage look decent..." I added.
"Absolutely! Let's watch it right now!" She pressed the play button...

The video was apparently taken from on top of Mr. Wright's cabinet, how Larry got there I don't know... At first the video moves away from the bed where Mr. Wright and Iris are lying down, but later it zooms in on them. It is as Iris said, she climbed into the bed first but then Mr. Wright went in too. It does not show whether Iris had the syringe when she came in or not, in fact the murder weapon never appears once in the video... Once Mr. Wright lies on the bed with Iris nothing happens...they both just sit there asleep for almost half an hour. I guess that's when Larry decided this was not going to be the scandalous film footage he was hoping for because after 27 minutes of the couple sleeping, the video was over...

"But, it's not even real evidence..." I sadly remarked...

"Oh really? Because I think I saw something rather odd there..." and my eyes looked surprised as I turned around...

Whoever it was, he was able to make Ema swoon and faint on the spot. He looked familiar...

"She'll be fine, she always does this when we meet, my name is Miles Edgeworth by the way, and I know who you are, you're Wright's hotblooded apprentice, Apollo Justice." A lightbulb went off in my head. Any attorney worth his badge knew who this man was. I slapped myself for not recognizing him at the party on the night of the murder. If I had, maybe I would've stayed and been able to get a better feel of the crime....

"What are you doing here?" I asked
"I noticed that the video there has something interesting in it." he added pointing his finger at the screen.

He explained to me that near the end of the video, Mr. Wright turns pale which means that is when he died...

"But Iris was facing away from him when he turned pale and her arms can clearly be seen not doing anything. So she is definitely not the killer!" I added.
"Yes, and here is where it gets more interesting, see the fly that keeps buzzing around?" He pointed.
"Yeah, but how is that important?" I had seen the fly, but never bothered about it until now...

"The instant that fly can no longer be heard is the exact moment when Wright dies. Listen closely, when the fly stops you can hear ruffling somewhere away from view." He explained. I squinted my eyes to closely examine the video again, at first the ruffling sounded like a blanket, but there were none on the bed....

"That sounds like a bird flapping its wings" I told him.
"Exactly. Once Wright dies, a bird comes into the picture and eats the fly. Now why is that important? It is because that fly was the real murder weapon and not the syringe!" He boldly exclaimed. This seemed a little farfetched, but he is a renowned investigator so he must know what he's doing...

"How could the fly be the murder weapon?" I asked.
"Simple, a few seconds before Wright turns pale the fly lands on the back of his neck as seen here. Now, based on how erratically the fly moves before, something was attatched to it and whatever was attatched to it gave Wright the flu and led him to his death! Then the fly flies to its death at the waiting beak of the bird, which of course was trained by the real killer along with the fly to kill Mr. Wright..." This was all real confusing, and really didn't make sense at all.... I just couldn't see how he came to that conclusion and apparently he wouldn't tell me...

"So, um...who could have done this?" I asked.
"Obviously someone with expertise in animal training. Well, I must be off, I have my own matters to attend to. You should know that only a parrot is smart enough to be trained for such things." And with that, he walked away with his head high.

A parrot....a cockatoo is a kind of parrot... As I attempted to bring Ema back to life, I pondered over what I should do next.

My pondering was interrupted when Ema suddenly woke up in my arms.

"What the heck are you doing?!" She got up, pulled a bag of snackoos out of nowhere and proceeded to throw a few at me.

I quickly ran from the scene to save further embarassment and snackoo damage. I could hear Ema shout in the distance. "This is worse than that time at the New Year's Party!"

When I was far away enough from her wrath, I decided to resume pondering my next move.... I decided to visit the lady at the bird shelter again, maybe it was so I could gather more information about the bird she gave, but mostly just to see that pretty face again...

When I got to the bird shelter, there was a sign on it...

"At the Harriet Clinic for the canaries." read the sign...Harriet Veterinary Clinic was right across the street from the bird shelter so I decided to look for that pretty woman there...

Upon arriving, I noticed someone familiar...

"Hey, what are you doing here, Dr. Hickfield?" I saw him and he was holding some papers and medical equipment...
"Hmm? Yes...I do not know who you speak of... I'm Dr. Harriet." the man was clearly lying. This man obviously looked like Dr. Hickfield, sounded like Dr. Hickfield, and even scratched himself like Dr. Hickfield...

"It doesn't matter who you are, have you seen the woman who works at the bird shelter across the street?" I asked. Instantly his eyes lit up and his smile grew...

"Oho, yes! Miss Myra! She is with the nurse right now! She sure is pretty isn't she? Hoho!" In his hands I spotted a thermometer...I hope it wasn't a rectal one and if it was, dare I ask what it was for?

Just then, Myra walked towards us, me and Dr. Hick-Harriet both stood there like zombies drooling at her beauty...

"Hello, you're the man I gave the cockatoo to yesterday. How is she?" Her voice was just as pretty as her face.

I couldn't tell her that the cockatoo was currently flying around town nowhere to be seen, so I lied and said it was just fine staying at my house...

"Oh that's wonderful!" she joyously replied, then she hugged me and I practically melted into a puddle...

Dr. Harriet had left for some reason so I decided to ask some questions to Myra...

"So um, why did you give me the cockatoo?" I asked.
"Oh, um.... when you walked in the door I saw how much she liked you and how badly she wanted to be your pet so I quickly forced you to adopt her. I'm sorry" She truly had a look of regret on her face...
"No! No! It's OK!" I tried to comfort her, but the tears kept running down her face, why is it that I always seem to make girls cry?

When she stopped crying she asked if I could bring her to her house as it was getting late and the bird shelter was already locked up...

She told me where her house was. Then she rested her head on my lap as I drove her to her home... Things were getting awkward again...

When I arrived at her house the cockatoo was waiting there for some reason...luckily Myra was sleeping so I carried her to her bed and put the bird back in a cage I found nearby...

I left the birdcage by the front door and went to explore around Myra's house...

Her house had only one story. The garage was filled with birds, probably ones that she kept for herself. Some of them had really bright colors, they were almost as beautiful as her... I went back to Myra's bedroom to check if she was awake. When I found she wasn't, I sneaked into her closet to look for more clues...

"AUGGGHHH!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" screamed a familiar, annoying voice...
"Larry Butz! I should ask the same! What are YOU doing here?!?"
"I was um...I was just waiting for Myra to um-come home so I could-um....BYE!" He quickly bolted away from the closet and climbed out the window...

Just then, Myra woke up and groggily asked me, "Who was that?"
"Oh, that was Mr. Butz, he's an employee of yours, right?" I told her.
"Yes he is, oh well. He sneaks into my house every night and tries to flirt with me. It's quite flattering, especially when he gets nervous watching me feed my birds..." All of a sudden, a fire was burning in her eyes...she grabbed my arm and rushed me down to the garage where all her birds were. Then she made them all do various tricks and performances to show off...all while carrying a rabid smile on her face... I guess under that beauty was a hint of insanity...

Soon she fell asleep again and I picked up the birdcage with the cockatoo in it and drove away as quickly as possible...

After I was a good distance away from Myra's house, I thought maybe I should ask her more questions. But seeing as that would do no good, I decided to see if Dr. Harriet would know anything about her...

I found it was still open and peeked in over the reception counter.

I noticed Dr. Harriet sitting alone, crouched, facing a corner, he appeared to be mumbling to himself angrily.... I thought I saw tears...

Then after a few minutes, he stood up and faced me, he was holding a picture of Myra.......so that's what he was doing.......Pretty gross, I thought....

"Oh, it's you." He said, scratching himself.
"I'd like to ask you some questions about Myra." I told him

He leaned closer to me....

"Oh-ho! I can tell you SO much about Ms. Myra! Did you know that she trains flies to do tricks?" He eagerly replied.
"No, I did not know that" I pretended to be oblivious for more info...

"Well, you see, at first she only wanted to train birds, but then she started training flies for no reason." He must've liked gossipping about people, I made a mental note not to tell him any secrets...

"Why do you think it stopped?" I asked.
"Probably because of Lila." He said giggling to himself...

Where had I heard that name before?....

After my thinking session, I realized that Dr. Harriet had vanished mysteriously for some reason....

So I decided that I should talk to Iris again....