Defendant Lobby, 11:54 A.M. ....
Max: My Sweeties! I swear, I didn't go anywhere near the crime scene!
Maya: So, where were you when the murder took place?
Max: Didn't we already discuss that? I was in the Ringmaster's Room!
(Y/N): Right. It was Russell that left. Not you.
Max: Yes! He said that he would be "right back."
Mia: And then he walked off to his death.
Max: Oh! Sweetie! I just remembered! I went straight to the Ringmaster's room still dressed in my stage clothes. But when I got there, I went ahead and took the costume off.
Phoenix: If that's the case, then the Ringmaster must have taken Max's costume, and went out looking like him.
(Y/N): That's a big possibility!
Max: However, sweetie... Why would the Ringmaster want to dress up like me? Isn't that a bit strange?
Mia: He has a point.
(Y/N): Well, let's see what our next witness has to say.
Courtroom ....
The Judge once again swings his gavel to start the case again.
Judge: Now that everyone is back, let's get started. The court is now back in session. Ms. von Karma, please proceed with the prosecution's case.
Franziska: Very well... I will now call my next witness. A pitiful clown with the unfortunate distinction of having seen the entire thing. Will Mr. Lawrence Curls please take the stand!
Soon ....
Moe appears on the stand, and he looks very serious.
Franziska: Now then, will the witness please state his name and occupation to the court?
The clown remained silent. He did not say a single word whatsoever.
Franziska decided that she had had enough of getting the silent treatment and whipped Moe across the face!
Moe: In West Clownadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is where I spent my clowin..
Judge: Why are you speaking autobiographical gibberish?
Moe: O-Oh... I-I'm sorry... I'm just not used to being in court. I've never been in a courtroom in my life. I wasn't sure what joke is best suited to this sort of occasion.
(Y/N): MOE! THIS IS A COURTROOM! NOT A COMEDY CLUB! NAME AND OCCUPATION IF YOU PLEASE?!
Moe: ... Oh... Yeah... Maybe this joke is OK... "Mom, do I have to wear pants?" "The sign only says no shirt, no shoes, no service." Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha!
Everyone was silent, though you were screaming with your mouth closed.
Moe: OK! OK! How about this? "Have you met my proctologist? Dr. Seymour Butts!!" How was that one!? Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! Aha! ...
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Lawyers and Detectives! (Male Reader X MLPEG X Ace Attorney Crossover!)
FanficYou are (Y/N) (L/N), regularly a high school student, but also with the keen intellect of busting crime. And it seems as if your skills for figuring out murder cases will come in handy, as now you're teaming up with the famous Defense Attorney, Phoe...
