madimpossibledreamer

Main Points:
Ace Attorney AU
Rating: G?
Word Count: 1,101
Summary, other main points under the cut
Actual Apollo Justice spoilers, as well as Turnabout Histories spoilers. (One of the clients shows up)

Summary: On his way to his next errand, Apollo decides to take a detour for a snack, if not a full lunch.

The next two won’t take long. It’s giving him time to mull over (and get even more antsy) about his wallet, and how he’s going to get presents for everyone. Still, he’s not going to just go back on these, and it’s a bit of a pleasant break. He’s somewhat surprised that Maya hasn’t asked him to do anything, and hopes that he hasn’t just summoned her like an ancient spirit or something. Still, maybe she’s running Mr. Wright ragged instead.

His stomach rumbles. He’s not sure he’ll have the money to buy presents for anyone if he gets lunch, but on the other hand, it’s probably a good idea to eat something after that blizzard. Which reminds him of something.

He heads toward People Park, then keeps walking for a little and then takes a right. In what is probably a sketchy back alley, there’s a shop.

He ducks inside, and hears the bustle. And notices the clock with ‘OG” instead of every number on the wall behind the counter. And sees the familiar, somewhat annoying tuft of red hair hanging over the kid’s head.

“Woah, back up, you ain’t for real!” Aaand he remembers that voice. And how exasperated he was at it’s owner during the case. At least that’s over with. “Here’s the baddest G around!” Apollo thinks about correcting him for a total of about three seconds. Like many of these people, it’s not really worth it.

“Hey, Wocky. Merry Christmas Eve.” He didn’t bring any presents. But then, Wocky probably gets it.

“Hey, Mr. Lawyer, look at this!” The Kitaki takes out his necklace, and it’s a bullet on a chain. “I’m carryin’ this bullet around next to my heart, but it’s not gonna kill me!”

A bit morbid, but Wocky’s just the sort of guy who’d think it was cool. Still, there’s something even more important about this. He grins, a real smile that he’s not forcing. “That’s great to hear, Wocky.”

“Without you, I would’ve died in prison. That’s rep, but if you don’t live to use it, no one will care what kind of man you are, right? I’m even more a wonder of the Kitaki family now, ‘cause that was some miracle!” They continue to grin at each other until Apollo’s stomach growls again. “Oh, s’pose you’re in here for the OG Cracker!”

The only thing they have is muffins. And of course Wocky would name it that. But he’s hungry enough he’s not even in the mood to argue. He takes out his wallet, only to have the Kitaki heir make a face and start dancing, hands in the air as if he’s going to fight Justice. “Your money ain’t good here, lawyer-man! You’re going to steal a cracker, and you’ll be a man about it!”

His pride swells. “I can pay for a muffin…”

“You’re my blood brother, OG! You’re not paying! Especially not on Christmas Eve!” He really is angry, and about to throw a punch from the looks of it. A bag of muffins is shoved at him. “See you later, OG Lawyer!”

He sighs and mentally adds Wocky to the list of people he should get a present for. It’ll help make up for the fact that he couldn’t pay.