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“Ugh, Polly…are you still asleep?” A voice whispered.
Must be Trucy.
Apollo figured. He still had his head down on his desk, he didn’t feel like awaking up just yet. So he just proceeded to close his eyes in hopes he’ll go back to the land of dreams.
“Ewww, you even drooled. Hang on where is my-” Apollo couldn’t tell what that silly magician was up to, but he figured out what was happening when he got startled by the sound of a loud CLICK.
“Hehe! Yep! This is definitely going on the wall.” She giggled. Her voice fading away into the distance before the sound of a door creaking open and closed could be heard.
Finally Apollo thought. Some peace and quiet.
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He can’t sleep.
But he’s so burnt out, it was such a long day, and to top it all off, he had a VERY infuriating case.
With a sigh, Apollo opened his eyes, slowly moving his head towards the side.
There was one thing that was nice about waking up to the sight in front of him, the view of the sunset bristling in through the window. The way the blinds moved was so soothing, it reminded him of a time way back when. A memory he’d thought he would never remember again…
Just as before his mind could ponder into memory lane, he heard the sound of the door opening.
For some reason, he wasn’t sure why, but he instinctively closed his eyes. At this point he was only pretending to nap.
And who the hell cares? Today was a disaster. Anything to avoid social confrontation right now honestly.
“He’s in here! He's been sleeping for two hours. A few more minutes and it’s going on three!” Trucy cried. Apollo could hear a few footsteps, but he couldn’t tell what was happening.
“Awww look at him- He’s so cute!” A giggle. He knew who that familiar sound of mirth belonged to, though it would be funny if he wasn’t in such a crummy mood…
“Imma get a picture!” The voice of Athena said. Seriously? Another one?
Another footstep. “I already took one!” The voice of Trucy announced. The lawyer heard a few more footsteps (it sounded more like spinning honestly), before his ears became bombarded with a loud-
“TADAAA!” then a giggle.
A gasp, probably from Athena. “Ach! You printed it out and everything! No fair! Hang on, I’m going to get one with my phone-” Apollo wasn’t sure if what he heard was someone scrimmaging around or not but it definitely sounded like shuffling.
“Oh…Mon dieu… I must’ve left my phone with Miss Skye..” a sigh. More footsteps, then the sound of the door opening once more. “I’ll be right back okay? Don’t let him wake up!”
“Aye aye captain! Polly ol’ buckaroo is safe with me!”
What did she just call me?
Apollo heard more sounds of laughter before a very loud stomp. “That’s the sound I like to hear! Yarg!”
The two girls laughed, before the sound of the door closed.
Another footstep. “Where is my 3DS..?”
Suddenly, Apollo became really tired. He felt himself dozing off as the voice of Trucy’s footsteps became less and less clear.
Finally blissful sleep.
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“Hey...look....he's still sleeping...”
…a voice.
How long was I out for? And who was that talking? Was that..Ema?
“Ja, I’d imagine this case was ah…disaster.” He’d recognize that voice anywhere.
Now prosecutor Gavin is here?
‘I should probably wake up now.’
“C’mon! We should get a picture! How often is it that you see your crush sleeping like this? Make sure to thank me for this later.”
Huh?!
He could hear a loud noise along, sounded like someone tripped over something, with the sound of a yelp.
“Shhh-! Why would you say that fräulein? What if he woke up and heard you?” The sound of Gavin’s whispers reached Apollo's ears.
….?
Huh wait what.
Prosecutor Gavin said that?
KLAVIER GAVIN SAID THAT?!
Who the hell has a crush on someone? What is going on out there?
‘Why do I ALWAYS get into situations like this?’ The defense attorney thought to himself, as he could feel sweat dripping down his face.
“Aww, you don’t want the love of your life to wake up?” Another voice.
Was that Trucy? What? Is? She? Doing?!
"HUH?! NEIN- NEIN SHUT UP.”
A loud roar of laughter followed the prosecutor's response. “Aha! Told to shut up from the rockstar gentlemen himself. That really got under his skin.”
Another footstep. Someone was close to him now. “I think he’s awake.” Trucy questioned.
God damn it Trucy and your strange- yet- oddly -relatable -way- of -seeing- -through- people.
A squeak was heard, he wasn’t sure who did that.
Apollo made sure not to move. He felt awful just for hearing this conversation. Just the idea of prying into Prosecutor Gavin's love life is sending a bit of guilt into his gut.
Wait…what?
Love life?
Hold the phone.
DOES PROSECTOR GAVIN HAVE A CRUSH ON ME?!
Well damn it all! Now I definitely can’t wake up.
“He’s not awake! He’s sleeping….right..?” Another voice, ah great, Athena is here also.
More footsteps, he probably heard two or three? And then he felt the sensation of a cold pinch on his skin.
Eep.
“Hm. He’s knocked out like a light.” Ema responded. The sound of footsteps backed away, before a sigh of relief echoed across the room.
“But-” Trucy tried to protest . 'Trucy I love you like my you’re my little sister but for the love of everything please shut your mouth just this once.'
“Ach! Who cares! Everyone out!” The voice of prosecutor Gavin echoed.
Another footstep faded. “Why? You want alone time with your boyyyyfriend?”
Boyfriend? Is the boyfriend in the room with us?
A loud squeak. “H-HUH?”
?
“Just kiddinnnnng!” A giggle. Athena…
He could hear the sound of Prosecutor Gavin and Ema bantering, as Athena tried to convince Trucy Apollo Justice was in fact asleep.
Then finally the sound of footsteps subsided, as the door closed.
….
Should I reflect on what I just heard? Or finally get up and head home.
Man, I miss my cat…
Sorry Mikeko…Papa Justice will be home soon!
Yeah, I’m fine. I’m Apollo Justice and I’m doing fine! He smiled to himself. As he began to open his eyes.
Suddenly that was ruined as he heard the sound of the door creaking open and he literally and instinctively landed his head back on the table.
Ow.
“…where is my phone?” A voice.
Prosecutor Gavin?
“Ah, here it is. How did I forget you, hm?” He chuckled.
Is he talking to his phone? He’s so goofy it’s actually kind of sweet. Apollo thought, trying to prevent himself from smiling.
Then suddenly he felt the steps of footsteps inch closer to him.
Huh?
Then a sigh. And just before he knew it he could feel the sensation of a warm body in front of his face.
“I hope you’re resting well, Herr forehead..” Gavin spoke, in a soft tone.
It clenched his heart. He felt bad suddenly.
Then to his surprise he felt a pair of hands move over his cheek.
“Sleep well, schatzi."
What did he just-
Suddenly he felt a weight over his back.
Did he place something on me?
Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps. And a door softly closing. It wasn’t one of those loud Athena slams.
What. Just. Happened.
Apollo jolted his head up.
His eyes opened and the first thing he noticed was a sticky note with a message on it.
You looked silly Herr forehead. Take this jacket as a token for making me laugh.
Your friend,
Klavier.
Suddenly he felt his face warm up. He touched his shoulder, feeling the weight of leather jacket comfort him.
Prosecutor Gavin likes me…?
A smile formed on the attorney's face.
Apollo brought the jacket to his chest, hugging it, as he buried his face in the scent, he replayed the scene in his head over and over.
He squealed, kicking his feet in the air.
“I'm Apollo Justice! AND I'M FINE!” He cheered. Jumping out of his seat.
Maybe that horrible episode in court today happened for a reason!
Then suddenly in the mix of his excitement, he heard a loud slam.
As he turned around he saw Trucy right in front of the coffee table.
“AH-HA! I knew you were awake!” Trucy slammed the table again, before making an ‘objection’ like point, similar to Mr. Wright.
Apollo jumped, letting the jacket fall to the ground.
As if it couldn’t get any worse, he stumbled over the rolling chair, falling right on the floor.
“Polly!” A scream.
The sticky note landed right on his forehead.
Just great.
“Are you okay?”
…
I’m Apollo Justice.
And I’m in fact, not fine.