The Debate of the Century (WrightWorth)

The day of the trial

Phoenix was chilling in the defendant lobby with Ema until the time has come. He sighs, thinking to himself.

"Wright are you alright?"

"Huh? Well.. sure."

"You look like you're disturbed."

"Well.. nothing is adding up in this trial! This whole case might as well be a fake!"

"Well.. There's no backing out of this one now. We have to go in now!"

Phoenix sighs and they go inside. Ema sits down in the defendant chair and Phoenix takes his place. Edgeworth would be in his usual spot. With a smirk on his face. Phoenix has a bad feeling about the case, let alone that he hasn't talked to any witness nor has any evidence to provide. The judge starts off the trial,

"We're here to see if Ema is guilty or not of a murder that occurred a few days ago. Is the prosecution and the defense ready?"

"The prosecution is ready your honor."

Phoenix gulped.

"The... Defense is ready your honor."

"Now..Edgeworth you may call your first witness."

"I call.. Ema Skye to the stand!"

Ema walks up to the stand.

"Name and Profession."

"My name is Ema Skye.. and I'm planning to become a scientific investigator when I'm older!"

"Mhm. Now.. is it true that you were with the victim when the incident occurred?"

Before Ema could get a word out, Phoenix slammed his hands on the desk.

"OBJECTION!" 

Edgeworth would look at Phoenix.

"What is it Wright?"

"This case is a complete sham! It practically doesn't exist!"

"Oh? But it does Wright."

Edgeworth pulls out every evidence that he was carrying. He pulled out the keychain, flowers, the bear, the pins, and the knife. Phoenix's eyes widen a little but was also a bit confused.

"Flowers..? Pins? a Bear? What does this even have to do with anything?"

"Simple. She was going to murder the victim and pretend she was going to hold a funeral for somebody."

"What is the victim's name even? Nothing is making sense here Miles!"

Edgeworth was starting to sweat a little. He doesn't know how to shake Phoenix off his tale now.

"Who's the victim? This looks like romantic stuff. Let alone the only thing that makes sense is the damn knife!"

Ema looks at Edgeworth.

"Somebody busted."

Edgeworth shakes his head. He refuses to say it simply. 

"I mean, you may not see it Phoenix. But the judge can clearly see how the murderer can commit murder with these items."

Phoenix looks over at the judge and he nods his head.

"It's quite simple really."

"WHAT?!"

"But however, I'm on a tight schedule. Since all of these items are tied to Ema Skye, completely. I have to say.. Ema Skye is.. Guilty."

Phoenix's jaw dropped. He doesn't understand what is going on even. Before his mind just died on him, he hears,