Pen Beneath The Bush

Ballet Perfection & Clumsiness (Ace Attorney)

Franziska Von Karma was the best ballet dancer of the class, whilst Maya was the clumsiest. They were both the tender age of twelve, and Maya knew they were both different in terms of personality. She was a perfectionist, never resting still she nailed it. However, Maya only card about enjoying herself. Being a junior spirit medium was hard, but ballet put her off most things. Her older sister, Mia was going to be lawyer and she didn't know where her parents had gone.Their ballet tutor, Elise had set her class into pairs and she paired Franziska with Maya. The little dancers didn't really know why Elise had paired the most gifted person with the clumsiest.

"Franzy, you know you're really good." Maya hid her shaking hands behind her back. "I wish I was as good as ballet as you."

"But I see the effort you make," Franziska said. "Maya Fey you are still a feeble excuse for a dancer."

"I know," said Maya. "I love dancing though."

"So I see."

"You're much better than you think Maya," Elise interrupted them. "I think you and Franziska would make a good duet together."

"You really think so?" Maya asked.

"Of course I do." Elise nodded and patted her shoulder. "If you get your footing right, with the help of Franziska and myself you'll get better."

"You're so nice Elise," Maya replied cheerfully. Elise left and played the cassette music. The classical music was sweet, uplifting and had a beautiful flow. Maya followed Franziska who went to collect something from her bag. Her parents were rich and could afford posh bags like the one she was digging into. The bag was wider then her and looked like pure silk. silver hearts and encrusted sapphires. She got out what seemed to be a stick.

"I like your bag Franzy," Maya said in a hyper voice. "It's so pretty."

"Thank you Maya Fey."

"I'm fine with just Maya."

Franziska held the stick in her hand. "Open your arms like so." Franziska's leaped out and had her arms in a long line. "Hold on, you're shoes are on the wrong feet."

"Does it matter which way they go?" Maya asked.

"Sit down with your legs spread out," Franziska requested, and Maya did as she was told. Franziska went on her knees to undo the messy ribbon on her left foot, repeating it on her right foot. Maya was giggling from the sensation of Franziska touching her feet. Franziska looked her like her school teachers in a bad mood. Franziska put her ballet shoes in the right feet and then tied each shoe in a beautiful ribbon. Franziska thought that it was sort of cute the way she giggled. She then asked Maya: "Why are you laughing?"

"Sorry," Maya chuckled, "I'm really ticklish on the feet."

"Now back to where I was," Franziska intrusted Maya, "open your arms out and have your back facing me."

"Like this Franzy?" asked Maya. Her head was titled back and her arms were out straight. She turned to have her back facing Franziska just as she was requested to do.

"Yes." Franziska nodded and gave her next step. "Bend your knees, jump up and twirl. Perfection is the only route Maya Fey."

Maya gulped. Twirls were her weakness that was the part where she usually ends up flat like a pancake. "So it's bend, jump up and twirl," Maya muttered to herself. She closed her eyes, bent her legs jumped up and with her left foot she bounced on the wooden floor and made a twirl into Franziska's chest. She head-butted Franziska by mistake and she got hit on the stick for it. "Sorry Franzy," Maya quickly squealed.

"You little fool," Franzy muttered giving a bitter tone. As Maya stood up again, she Franziska thought the way her cheeks sparkled in pink was strange. "You're more foolish than I thought..."