Ace Attorney x Reader Oneshots Book 3

Do What You Gotta Do - Trucy

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Timing: Turnabout Succession/Post SoJ

Type of oneshot: Fluff with small angst

Reader's Age: 13

Reader's Occupation: Not applicable

Reader's Relations: Kristoph's daughter

Warnings: None?

Other notes: Any dialogue will not be case-accurate, as I still have not finished Turnabout Succession...same for Time Traveller... (I swear once I've played that case, I'm 99% sure that my brain is gonna start thinking of oneshots... I'm partway through it, and my brain is already attached to Sorin... Be prepared for several oneshots with him... (prob ones where Ellen doesn't exists or they don't like each other, cause I love that ship sm))

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"We need evidence! I know Vera's innocent!"

"What we need, Trucy is that letter! That's the only way we're going to be able to link this to Kristoph."

At the mention of my father, I looked up from the book I was reading as I sat in the agency, with Trucy, who said she saw me as a younger sister, despite me now being in my uncle's custody

"There's no way he's just going to give it to us though! You can't just visit him and go, "Hello Mr Gavin, sorry for getting you thrown in jail, do you have any letter written to Mr Misham in your possession that we can use to link you to his death?' and if you think you can, you're an idiot."

Apollo's head shot up at Trucy's statement, "That's not what I'm saying we do!"

"I'll go," I spoke, putting down my book after placing the bookmark in. I stood up, adjusting my glasses, a small pair that framed my face perfectly.

"Huh? (Y/n), please don't take offence to this, but why would he listen to you?" Trucy asked. I sighed, placing a hand on the small locket around my neck, "Because.... Because he's my father." Apollo and Trucy just looked at me with wide eyes as I made my way to the door of the Wright Talent Agency, "I'll try to get that letter for you, Apollo." and with that, I was off.

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"I'd like to see my father, please," I spoke to one of the guards, a determined look on my face.

"Who?"

I growled under my breath and pulled out my ID card, something I always carried so I wouldn't have to speak my father's name unless it was necessary, not wanting people to know I was the daughter of someone, who could be classed as a serial killer. The guard blinked and handed me the card back, "I-I'm afraid he's in solitary confinement, Miss."

"And I told you, I wanted to speak to him! I have something important to tell him!" I pouted, "Unless you want me to cause a scene in the middle of the prison!"

The guard's eyes widened and he sighed as another guard came over, "I'll take you, Miss. Follow me."

I smiled at the second guard, thanking him as I followed him towards my father's solitary confinement cell, "Gavin, you have a visitor."

"Interesting. Who might it be?"

"Y-your daughter?" The guard responded as I stepped into view, causing my father's eyes to widen. "(Y/n)."

"Father," I replied, the same stoic expression on my face. The guard placed a small button in my hand, a note written on it, before walking off, sensing it was a private conversation I wanted. I read through the note, 'If he tries anything, press this and someone will come straight there.' I rolled my eyes, knowing they used this for any visits where the visitor wasn't protected by a pane of thick glass.