Ace Attorney X Reader One Shots Vol. 2

Let's Talk!

I needed somewhere to rant about my day, or rather, my evening.

So I've been sleeping on the floor in an empty room for a little over a week. My back has started acting up because of it, but there's no where else I can go to sleep.

At 5:00-6:00 in the evening, I have to take my dog out on a walk.

For starters, my dog is a 100+ pound bull mastiff mix. However, he is a huge gentle giant. He loves children and babies and has never been aggressive towards other animals. I also own a chihuahua and a pit bull.

On walks, he always wears his collar, harness, and leash, no exceptions. He always stays by my side and comes when I lightly tug the leash. He never lunges or pulls.

So I had just left my house and arrived at the park. There's a big park and a small park by my house. We walk to the big park, take a water break, go to the small park, and loop around back home. We leave the big park and start walking to the little park. We get there after stopping to investigate a stray kitty.

My dog plays in the sprinklers for a few minutes (on a leash). Then, we get ready to leave. We walk down the sidewalk and as I walk by the next house's yard, a little dog (maybe 10 pounds or less), darts out, chasing a tennis ball.

It wasn't on a leash.

It saw my dog, ran up very quickly and got in his face, barking and growling. I pulled him back, holding him between my legs until the other dog got grabbed by it's owner. As I walked away, I felt something wet on my arm.

It was blood. Dark, almost brown.

Now, my dog loves other animals. But, he's used to them slowly approaching and stopping before trying to sniff. I know this because I had to pet sit two small chihuahuas and when I introduced them, he was fine with them.

When the small dog ran up, my dog started to bark and pull the leash slightly. And let me tell you, when you weigh only half of your dog's weight, it's a struggle to hold them. But I did, because I didn't want anyone or either dog to get hurt.

Now, onto the next part of my night.

After that incident, I was freaking out because I had blood on my arm that clearly wasn't mine. I was hurrying to get home. I turn the corner and pass two joggers. Just as I passed them, these two men in a plain silver PT Cruiser pull up.

They pulled up and stopped on the side of the road opposite to me.

I was going down the street and they were going up.

Like this: SW=Sidewalk G=Guys

[SW] [    Road     ]
Me          G
↓              ↑

Mind you, this is in a neighborhood full of people and houses. They stop and the guy in the driver's seat yells something out to me. I didn't even hear what he said. I barely looked at him, but it was long enough for me to get a glance of what he looked like.

He was white with greasy medium brown hair and a long beard. I think he had brown eyes.

Anyways, so after he yelled out to me, I barely looked, stayed silent, and hauled it down the street. I looked back once to see them stop by the two joggers that had passed me. As I hauled it back home, I removed my earbuds (They were off before this happened) so that I could listen for the engine getting closer or further.

I got home and made sure that the garage completely closed before going into the house. Now, I know some of you are going to yell at me for not getting the license plate number and reporting them to the police, but I was scared and panicking in the moment. And what good would the police do?

All the two creepy guys would have to say was that they were only asking for directions and they'd get off the hook. I just hope that the two joggers got home ok as well.

Sorry for rambling so long.

If you guys want to rant about your days or just talk, comment on this chapter and we'll do it.

Thanks!