Chapter 3

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- Six Days Later (Valentine's Eve) -

"Whew! Finally finished the arms. That was sooo hard!" Larry groans.
"How do you think I feel?" Emeri sighs, throwing her hands up in surrender as she steps back from Nick's half-finished chocolate head.
"Hey guys, do you think this tie is right?" I ask, presenting Nick's chest to the others.
"It's fine, Miss Fey." Edgeworth says, exasperated. He was supposed to work on the left leg while Pearly did the right, but he constantly has to correct her, as she keeps messing it up.
"Miss Pearl," he says, sounding a little annoyed, "the shoe doesn't look quite right."
"But - but it's a normal spirit medium sandal..." Pearly says innocently.
Edgeworth sighs softly, muttering something like "...can't even make a simple..."
"Pearly," I say, "Nick's shoe doesn't look like - here, let me help you." I mold the chocolate into a shape that resembles Nick's shoe quite a bit more than the sandal did. "That's better!"
"Okay, so are we done?" Larry asks.
"Not quite...." Emeri frowns at the head, which has neither a face nor hair yet. "Miles, can you help me?"
As Edgeworth goes over to her to help, I think I hear him curse under his breath. Deciding he's had his share of annoyance, I get up and walk over to help too, and Larry and Pearly do the same. Pearly, Larry, and I spike Nick's hair until it's practically a replica of the real thing, and Emeri and Edgeworth carve his facial features.
When we're all done, we step back and take a look at it.
"The face looks just like Nick's! Great job, Edgeys!" Larry remarks.
"You guys did pretty well too. His hair looks so real!" Emeri says.
"Wow...we actually finished this within a week!" I shake my head, my purple beads swinging left and right. "We must secretly be robots designed to do this or something."
"Yes, I'm surprised we managed to finish more than half of it. Although I'd say we did an excellent job." Edgeworth agrees, and he and I smile at each other when he says "we."
"Come on everyone, let's get the sculpture to Mr. Nick's ah-fis!" Pearly rolls her sleeve up and glares with determination.

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