Chapter #8Pursuit: Cornered! by: Unknown "...lick them? Maya, you can't be serious!"
Hearing your response, Maya just giggles--and despite the situation, you have to admit it's a very cute laugh. "Of course I am, silly! You're in my debt, and you have to do what I say to work it off if you don't have the money. My little piggies haven't had a good scrub since Phoenix visited... Um... That was..." You could just envision her scratching the side of her head and blinking as she often does when she is deep in thought; unfortunately, the sight of her horrific feet block your vision of her cute mannerisms. Even more unfortunate is the realization that just hit you.
"Weren't you just saying that he hasn't been by in over a month? And does Phoenix Wright, the Turnabout Terror, really scrub his assistant's feet? I find that very difficult to believe."
Another cute laugh, this time punctuated by a not-so-cute (to you, at least) wiggle of the toes. You flinch backwards, but only manage to hit your head on the table. Your loud exclamation of pain only makes Maya laugh even harder and start to inch her toes closer to your face. The smell of dirt, sweat, and, worryingly, some sort of cheese assault your nostrils and make you forget completely about the headache you'll have in the morning.
"Yeah, that's right! Nick has had a bunch of cases recently, so he hasn't had much time to come out for a friendly visit. And you're right--he's too much of an old man to actually enjoy licking my feet, but he has no choice. He's always as broke as you are. He may be a lot better than you at poker, but I'm still good enough to beat him every time--thank the Samurais he's a lawyer and not a professional poker player! Anyway, I write my contracts so tightly that even he couldn't defend himself if he tried to welch, so he usually chit chats with my feet quite a bit. We don't have showers or stuff out here in Kurain, so that's all the love they get, though."
Your face has gone white with fear at this point. Maya's feet were indeed as filthy as they seemed--they hadn't been scrubbed in a month! And you now remember the large contract Maya had you sign before the game--if Phoenix Wright, Loophole Legend, couldn't get out of it, then what chance do you have? You decided one last plea is the only thing you have up your sleeve.
"Maya. Listen to me, now. You and Phoenix are close, so I guess it's okay if you do this to him. But we just met a little while ago. While I do consider you a friend and admire you, this is still wrong. You can't do this to me. I'll repay you in some other way."
Ominous silence. You can't see Maya's face, but her feet are frozen in place. For a moment, at least; she starts quickly clapping them together, the sound of which is almost as deafening as her laughter. Uh-oh.
"I can, and I will! You signed the contract. If you welch... Well, let's just say that I know a few good lawyers! My tootsies are lonely... It's okay that you don't know them well yet because you'll know them VERY well after this little chit-chat. Now, start licking--start with the soles and save the toes for last, please!"
You now know what it's like to be cornered by one of the Wright & Co. Law Agency. With Maya's feet approaching your face, you...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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