Part Time Actor

Please Be Quiet

Phoenix had been begging Edgeworth to watch this movie for what felt like ages now. Of course, he'd held off for as long as he could, convinced it was another run of the mill 2000's romcom. But after the last film in their horror movie marathon, they both agreed that perhaps a pallet cleanser was in order.

So there they were, sitting in a cozy, dimly lit living room on the couch buried beneath a fluffy blanket as Legally Blonde played on the TV. They idly picked at the half empty popcorn bowl, a few empty candy wrappers littered around them.

The movie wasn't as bad as he thought. Still a little too feminine for his taste, but he was surprisingly invested in the plot. Well, it would be easier to pay attention if Phoenix wasn't reciting the whole damn movie in his ear.

Any witty quip or weighted dialogue was overshadowed by his performance. Which was a little cute at first, sweet even, but now it was getting on his last nerve.

"Thanks for inviting me girls! This party is super fun!" he spoke in sync with Elle, now dressed as a pink bunny. Why she would even trust those snobby girls in the first place was beyond him, and he really was trying to sympathize with her plight.

"Nice outfit!" Oh yeah, he wasn't only sticking to one character. He recited whole scenes with himself. "Oh, I like your outfit too, except when I dress up as a frigid bitch, I try not to look so constipated."  He snorted in amusement at that one, but he might have even chuckled if Wright would just shut up for five minutes...

"Perhaps you should've been an actor, seeing as you know the whole script," he quipped. Phoenix grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sorry, I'll be quiet," he apologized.

"Mhmm," Edgeworth hummed, not believing him for a second.

He gave him credit, he lasted longer than he thought he would.

"Smell this. What's that? Her resume." Phoenix paused to look him directly in the eyes- okay so it was intentional- "Smells good."

"That's it," he huffed, moving the bowl of popcorn to the coffee table as he paused the movie because he didn't want to miss anything, damnit!

"Okay, I'll stop! I promise!" he bargained, a smile already twitching at his lips as he backed himself into the corner of the couch.

"No, we're well past that point," Edgeworth growled, a rare playfulness seeping into his tone. He grabbed Phoenix just above the knees, and he immediately barked out a giddy, nervous laugh.

"Wahait, don't!" But that's all he managed to get out before snorting cackles filled the air.

"I think it's sweet of you to want to share your favorite movie with me, but honestly, you don't have to recite every line!" he teased, sounding more fond than annoyed.

"Ihihi'm sohohorryyyy!" Phoenix shrieked as he squeezed up his thighs. His own hands shot down, desperately trying to defend himself from the attack. Edgeworth easily dodged his attempts, managing to reach his hips.

He bucked and squealed, tangling himself in the blanket and making himself an easier target.

"I really am enjoying the movie, but I could go without your rendition," he taunted, allowing a smirk to tug at his lips. Phoenix caught a glimpse of it and felt his heart skip a beat. Or maybe it was just racing because of the tickling, he wasn't sure.

"Ohohokahay, I gehehet ihihit!" he cried, bucking wildly as he pinched and scribbled up his sides, folding in on himself when the target shifted to his stomach. He let out another snort, grabbing onto Edgeworth's wrist, but notably not pushing away.

"Really?"

"Yehehes!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yehehes!"

"Hm. I don't believe you," he squeezed from his hips all the way up to his ribs. Phoenix continued to giggle and shriek, leaning halfway over the arm of the couch. He screamed when he felt himself get grabbed by the waist and yanked back onto the couch.

He stared down at Phoenix, hair messy and cheeks flushed pink, a bright, carefree smile stretched across his face. He could cherish this moment forever...

Perhaps the movie could wait.