CHAPTER 32
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"Ohhhh..." I stood up, holding the side of my head with my hand. I wasn't hungover: I'd taken a few glasses and chairs to the head in the brawl the night before. "That. Was awesome..." I looked back to the bed I'd fallen out of, where Dashie was sleeping peacefully.
"Alcohol sure gets her going..." I chuckled a bit, and threw on some clothes. "I'd spend the day with her, but... I think she'd rather spend the day in bed... What about Scoots?" I nodded in agreement with myself. I headed out of the room, and down the hallway. I looked at Scoots' door for a second. It was covered in posters of The Wonderbolts, and had a "DO NOT ENTER" sign on the middle.
"What a teenager..." Another chuckle, and then I knocked on the door. "Hey, Scoots, you up?" I heard frantic movement, and then the lock on the door came undone. Scoots had a guilty smile on her face.
"Uh... Hi dad." I ruffled her mane a bit.
"Whatever it is you're doing in there, I'm not going to press the matter. Your secret is your secret." I had the sudden hope that there weren't any drugs in Equestria. They have medicine... "Uh... Unless it's illegal, of course." Scoots' eyes widened, and she stared at me like I was crazy.
"Wait, do you mean drugs?" I nodded, and Scoots almost fell over laughing. "I'd never do that! No, it's just- Uh..." I raised a silencing hand.
"It's alright, I trust you. As long as it isn't illegal, or dangerous, I'm fine with it." As you can all tell, I'm a very chill parent. "So, how about you hang out with your old dad today?" She smiled, did a little jump.
"Sure! I've always wondered what you do for fun." Suddenly, a list appeared in my mind.
"I beat the hell out of Hoops, argue, drink... Wow, I'm such a responsible person..." I shrugged, and motioned for her to follow me. Instead of just walking with me, she hovered alongside me.
"You know, you're growing up fast." It pained me to know that I wasn't going to be around much longer to see my own daughter grow up. Thirty years of life... At best... I shook the thought off, and decided to focus on the present.
"Whaddya mean? Like, I'm getting big?" I chuckled, and shook my head.
"Well, yeah, but not just physically, but in other ways as well. You've got a marefriend, and you two go great together, and you've got so much time to spend together. It's a wonderful feeling, knowing your daughter has her special somepony." Scoots' face turned red. "Heh. I'm proud of you, you know that? Even if you don't have your Cutie Mark yet, you've still made me so proud. And on the topic of Cutie Marks... What do you think it'll be?" Scoots shrugged, closing her eyes in the process.
"Dunno. I hope it's something cool, like mom's." I let out another chuckle. Scoots still had that hero worship thing going on.
"Well, with what I know... I think your talent is stuff like rhythm, and balance. You're really good on that old scooter of yours, and you're a good dancer too. I'm thinking stuff like choreography or something." Scoots put her hoof on her chin for a moment, and a smile crept across her face.
"You know, you're probably right. How come I never thought of that... Maybe I could dance at one of Sweetie Belle's shows." We both laughed, and I had to wipe a tear out of my eye.
"Speaking of Sweetie, where is she? Is she off performing again? I never see her." Scoots frowned. I'd hit a touchy topic.
"Well, she is off on a tour again... She tries to stop by whenever she can, and we're all still friends. I'm not mad at her, it's just... Sometimes I wish things could go back to the way they were. Before Sweetie Belle was always away." I pulled Scoots into a hug, and stroked her mane a bit.
"Now come on... You can't wish away the present, or the future. I know that from experience. And plus, if everything went back to the way it was, you wouldn't be with Apple Bloom the way you are now. And like you said, Sweetie stops by whenever she can. That's dedication. You're all good friends, and nothing will ever change that. Now, enough with all this sad stuff, lets go out and do something. Allons-y!" Scoots giggled, and we raced each other to the door.
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"... So then, I ended up completely turning it all around, and I won the case, and got the prosecutor arrested instead. Man did I love that..." I was telling Scoots about my days in Mock Trial in school. Winning cases, always surprising everyone with my tactics... It was fun.
"Wow. It sounds like you could think really quickly." I nodded my head,and took a sip from the drink I'd bought from Pony Joe's. Coffee always gets me going, no matter how tired I am.
"Yeah. Some of that was me getting lucky, though. I'm just glad the jury was on my side. I put on quite the show for them." Scoots put her hoof on her chin. I could see the gears turning in her head. "What's this girl up to...?" When Scoots let out a gasp from a good idea, I could have sworn a lightbulb popped up above her head.
"What if I get some of my friends together, and we put a case together?" I did a double take, and dropped my drink.
"Wait, really? Are you serious?" Scoots nodded, and I had a smile on that would make Pinkie jealous. "Scoots. I love you. So much. You know that, right?"
"I know. That's WHY I'm doing this! Besides, it'd be fun!" She held out her hoof for a hoof bump, which I did.
"Oh man, I'm finally gonna get to wear that suit Rarity made for me. That thing looks comfortable... So! How exactly are you going to set this up?" Scoots just grinned, and then got up.
"Meet me back at home in an hour. And get ready!" I nodded, and she flew off into the air.
"Well... I'd better get my pointer finger warmed up."
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(One hour later)
"Wow. Dad, that's really how you looked when you were a lawyer?" I nodded my head. I had my hair slicked back, ending in spikes pointing down to the floor. I had my suit's jacket unbuttoned, and the collar of the dress shirt underneath overtop the jacket's collar.
"Yep." I shoved my left hand into my pocket. "So, where's this taking place?"
"Town hall. There's a small courtroom there. We get to use it since there's never any crime here, so they don't see the problem." I nodded.
"I like that. So, can you tell me anything about my case? Defendant, witnesses, evidence..."
"I can tell you who's playing as who." I shrugged. Something is better than nothing.
"Shoot. Anything helps."
"Well, Mayor Mare is the judge, you're the defense attorney, obviously, and Twilight is the prosecution." I did another double take, and I felt panic grip me.
"WHAT?! Oh, words cannot describe how screwed I am... She's gonna out-logic me for sure!" Scoots punched me on the shoulder playfully.
"Come on, you're Kyle Bucy: Ace Attorney! Remember?" I calmed down a bit, and chuckled at the nickname I'd been given by a kid in the stands one time in a case.
"I guess. Alright, come on let's get moving. ALLONS-Y!"
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Whenever we arrived at the town hall, I was led to the defense lounge room, just outside of the courtroom itself.
"Feeling nervous, dad?" I nodded frantically.
"Yeah... It's been a couple of years since I've done this..." Scoots gave me a quick hug.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine. I bet it'll all come back to you!"
"Thanks Scoots... I sure hope so." Scoots hopped off of her seat, and walked away. "Where're you going?"
"Oh, I'm the defendant. I need to go to my stand before the case starts."
"You're the defendant." I said it more like a statement than a question.
"Yep! I'll see you in there!" Scoots walked away, and I stared at the wall blankly for about a minute, until somepony tapped me on the shoulder.
"Come on, it's time to start the case." I stood up, and walked to the double doors leading to the court room. I took a deep breath, and then burst through them, and stepped up to my desk. Twilight had her determined face on, and gave me a coy smile, which I countered with a scowl. Mayor Mare cleared her throat.
"Is the prosecution ready?"
Twilight nodded. "Yes, Your Honor."
"Is the defense ready?" I cleared my throat, and took another deep breath.
(Stop the music)
"Yes, Your Honor."
"Earlier than first-club" Right here!
Kyle Bucy: Ace Attorney! It was only a matter of time before we had this reference
-Glassed
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great yet again
I knew this was coming, but it is still hilarious!
I.... I really don't know what to think of you having your insert absorb Pheonix wright... Not like you hadn't done that already, but still.
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what the hell is the 'crime' I need to know the evidence and such if I have the story the crime and the evidence I can prove or disprove most things
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It's gonna be like a case I go into in Mock Trial in school. Unless I actually study up (Which I never do) I know ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about the case. TIME FOR SOME SERIOUS IMPROV.
This is gonna be GOOD!
288445 for something like a case or scientific arguement i POUR MY HEART AND SOUL INTO sorry caps lock anywho I pour my heart and soul into getting who I feel is right to win being sued for accidently hitting someone with your car door I will save you stap someone for their money screw you I'm not helping
288432 I second your comment
Lol I like the story allot but you just HAD to throw in a cliffhanger there. Oh well
Another AMAZING chapter It just pains me to know Kyle will only live till about 30
Prepare yorself twi because
*dramatic close up *
It's ace time
Now we wait for the objections.
Phoenix write bullshit your way to victory !
this just got interesting
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OBJECTION!!! *slams a hand on the table and points at the screen with the other*
Mr.Kyle Bucy, where is the next chapter!?
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It's coming. This is gonna take a while to write... BUT IT'S SO MUCH FUN!
Are you suppose to look like phoenix wright while being a lawyer? because when i heard your hair going back in spikes the first thing that popped into my head was an image of phoenix wirght
288639 Pinkie promise?
Oh god, that chapter was awesome lol.
I really want to read the next one now!
Ooooh.... Dis shit be gettin REAL! :D
I wish all parents were like that where they didn't care as long as its legal
The urge to write a rap based on Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney is even more overwhelming than it was before.
I cannot wait to see how this will turn out.
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OBJECTION! What's stopping you?!
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Not really. It's in the sense, that it spikes at the end of the BACK of my hair, so the spikes are pointed at the floor, downwards. I look like a mix between Apollo Justice and Phoenix Wright.
288983 Lack of ideas for lyrics.
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If your hair was red I would say that your the Lawyer nobody Axel Law.
Yep... that joke sucked...
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Heh, no, my hair is REALLY dark brown, to the point where it looks black at first glance.
Well this is gonna be one hell-of-a case. What's it gonna be about. Pinkie is accused of making Cupcakes out of ponies. Ok kidding. But seriously. Can't wait to see what the case is about. Also, what's the prosecutor. I'm not sure. I don't know much about court. That's my comment. Oh hi Fluttershy. (Fluttershy: Who drank the last pouch. (Me:Oh that was Kevin. (Fluttershy:Where does he live (Me: Third house around the block to right... wait.... why do you want to know. (Fluttershy:Oh no reason *Heads outside* (Me:Oooookay. So anyways great chapter and I really like how (Kevin (in the distance): AAAAAAAAAAAH (Me: Be right back. *Heads outside* Fluttershy! What the heck! Who taut you karate!? No no no wait oooooh that's gotta put him in the hospital for a few days.
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I think it's spelled Cherilee. It's open to interpretation, really. Cheerilee would be pronounced Cheer-eh-lee. Whereas, I hear it pronounced Cher-eh-lee. So I think it's spelled Cherilee. But that's just me overanalyzing things.
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