foolishwren | 044. [Video/Action for Goldenrod]

_{[Like so many transmissions today, this one opens up with the camera aimed straight up at the velvety-gray sky, with dry little flakes of snow drifting down. It also cuts in about halfway through a sentence--]}

--ime to get some winter gear... Hey, network. Please enjoy five minutes of my dog being a spaz.

_{[It swivels down to focus on the plaza-- looks like Heather's walking back to the hotel from work and is finally getting a chance to enjoy the flurries (though she's c-c-c-cold. The whole sleeveless routine won't work for too much longer...). The flagstones are dusted with snow, and-- ... as promised, Cujo is being a spaz.]}

[The orange-colored pup is lying on his side in the snow and just sort of... wriggling in place, snorfling around in the MAGICAL WHITE STUFF THAT IS FALLING FROM THE SKY. After a few seconds or two he suddenly surges upright, butt in the air and ears standing straight up. He stares, glassy-eyed, at the camera for a few seconds, and then lets out an explosive snort and goes tearing off in a random direction.]

['Zilla the toddler Totodile appears on the screen then, slipping and sliding after him through the snow at a laughably slower pace-- changing direction a few times as Cujo goes rocketing past in the opposite direction. Eventually he gives up and comes waddling back to Heather with a frustrated gargle. She laughs.]

Maybe when you get longer legs, buddy-- hey, let's see how Arty likes the snow. Ya like the snow, Arty?

_{[The camera turns and shows... well, this.]}

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.....

.... I think she likes it.

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Er...good luck with that. [He's eying Arty warily. It sure looks...homicidal.

And here, Heather, have a headpan stare.]

Sorry, he's on vacation. [He's told this to Maya HOW many times now? With other various parts of his subconscience, too. Like his sense of adventure.]

.... Well tell him to come back.

Because if I spot you outside, you're not gonna get out of a snowball fight, lawyer-man.

...and that makes you think I'm going to WANT him to come back? [Eyebrow raise is go. It's all in good fun, really! He's just being a grump because he misses sunny California.]

WELL.

I'm gonna do it either way.

But maybe if he's around, you'll actually enjoy it.

Why would I enjoy getting hit in the face with a ball of frozen water? [WHY SO SRS, PHOENIX.]

_{[Y INDEED.]}

Well, PRESUMABLY the enjoyment is supposed to come out of trying to pummel your attacker BACK, but if you'll just lay there like a weenie when it happens...

...I'd rather not take the risk, thanks. [Sorry, Heather, Phoenix is being stubborn. If you want to pummel him that bad, you might have to drag him outside yourself.]

_{[... She will. She will. When he's least expecting it.]}

Man, you lawyers are boring as hell.

[LOCK THE DOORS, PHOENIX. YOU'RE IN FOR A ROUGH NIGHT.

At that, though, he just chuckles. That's not the first time he's been called boring, and he doesn't really mind.] I get all the excitment I need in court.

[...and, well, he won't say no to a good game of poker, either. Or cow-tipping. If only for the nostalgia.]

_{[SHE'S CLIMBIN IN YO WINDOWS, SNATCHIN YO PEOPLE UP]}

Is that SO?

I don't see any courthouses around here!

[...if she really DOES climb his window, I have a feeling she'll give him a coronary.]

...right. [He...scowls a bit. He is still not over that, okay.] So that means I'm taking a well-deserved break.

_{[OLOLOLOL she might! ... Or might not. Where was Phoenix STAYING, anyway?]}

HMPH. Bo-ring.

[My first thought was that he'd end up staying in the ame place Heather was, but because he's rooming with Edgeworth and wants to make sure the kid doesn't get frostbite from walking to work, they're staying in whatever hotel is closest to the Pokémon Center.

Again, a chuckle.]

To each their own, right, Heather?

[That and, well...considering the time of year, he's really trying not to stress out too much. December is full of joy and happiness, but for some of the AA crew...]

_{[Heather's staying at a hotel "a few blocks from" the department store-- which is pretty close to the Center. So feel free to assume it's the same one-- she'll probably wind up showing him there in the other thread, anyway, lawls. And in THAT case... she'll just kick his door down and drag him out, kicking and screaming. ... Okay, not really. But she might show up unannounced, with snowballs in hand.]}

Nope.

Everyone is entitled to MY opinion.

_{[Heather doesn't have any particular hatred for December-- but it is a somewhat lonely month for her, now. ... Though this is the first Christmas she'll have had in awhile with real friends.]}

[The thought of them rooming in the same hotel is hilarious, because this automatically means that Phoenix will never get a restful day ever. Poor baby.

...and, at that, an eyebrow raise.]

Modesty isn't one of your, er...finer traits, is it?

_{[.... no. No he will not.]}

Whatever gives you THAT idea?

[So much for the tranqillity he's getting from rooming with the calmest 10-year-old on the face of the planet!]

Gee, I wonder.

_{[HEATHER ALWAYS MAKES THINGS EXCITING. When she's not keeping to herself, anyway. Don't worry, Phoenix. You'll still have time to relax.]}

Well, ANYWAY.

You have fun being boring, then. I'll be off doing EXCITING things.

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