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OKAY ONCE UPON A TIME APOLLO'S USED CAR WAS BEING STOLEN BY A 5 INCH TALL PHOENIX WRIGHT THE CAR HAS RECONIZATIONN SOFTWARE AND RECONIZED PHOENIX AS APOLLO HENCE HE STOLE THE CAR EZ.
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when apollo got a message from his car security software and saw 5inch phoenix wright on there, he sighed. Just another day at the WAA really. why did wright not have hi
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Apollo went ou to see the tiny phoenix in his car hanging from the staring wheel. The two had a long stare down at eachother. Apollo said with a cold voice
"What if i just, put you in a jar and mail you to miles?"
"W H A T?!"
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“That would be great.” Said five inch Phoenix because 99 feet miles had never loved him but this way he could be by him forever. Apollo’s car said “no way jose that’s gay” and run him over. Apollo is devastated not because of Phoenix’s death but because his car is homophobic. Good luck continuing this fanfic lmao get fucked.
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Apollo took his car back to his apartment as fast as he could. When he got out he yelled as loud as he could, "FUCK MY CAR IS HOMOPHOBIC!!!" He went to bed disturbed. The next day he got a call from 99 foot Miles asking where 5 inch tall Phoenix was. Apollo told him the truth, "My car ran him over because he's gay." Miles was angry but not for the same reasons as apollo.
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"I cant believe you ran over small Phoenix with your shitty used car!" he shouted, angrily. "I was going to run him over with my fancy red sports car!"
"99 foot miles, your sports car is so big that small Phoenix would just stand in the grooves in the tires and not get squashed." Ex
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cept Apollo was unaware that the whole time, Edgeworth's sports car was actually a tiny Hotwheels car which could have run over 5-inch tall Phoenix with ease.
If anyone were to find out about this, however... Edgeworth shivered. He simply gave a huff and walked away, miserable he missed his opportunity to run over Phoenix.
Apollo's orbs peered down because of gravity at the squashed Phoenix. Once the Turnabout Terror, now mere roadkill.
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Apollo sighed. On the bright side, he wouldn't have to clean the toilets anymore. On the other hand, Trucy would probably be pretty annoyed with him, even though he didn't really think it was his fault. Apollo called the police and walked all the way back to the agency. Though the mangled body was enough to ruin his breakfast, he still wanted to get *some* work done.