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Genres: Drama, comedy, crack and romance
Main Pairs: Apollo/Trucy, Phoenix/Iris, Wocky/Pearl, Larry/Alita and Franziska/Maya,
Side pairs: Dessie/Ron, Gumshoe/Maggey, Matt /Ron/Luke, Klavier/Ema, Dahlia/Kristoph, Miego, Klavier/April, Apollo/Ema and Wocky/Dessie
Notes: The whole story started when I was writing an Apollo/Trucy sex fic for the kink meme. After it was finished, I had some more ideas to where it could go because I became fascinated in Apollo/Trucy. I still can't believe I've written so much thanks to this prompt. The idea just grew more and more and dealing with law does seem to give a bit of chaos and stress. That's where I got the title from, and I've been told on Court-Records forum that it's been true to it's title. I hope you guys enjoy the story, and of course reviews and critique are highly welcome and encouraged.
Warnings: Incest, homosexual content, spoilers for most of the games, and crack.
Disclaimer: Characters copyright to Capcom.

Law Plus Chaos

Prologue: An Infatuated Prison Officer

"Thank you for the coffee, Butzy!" Godot smiled shaking hands with the Prison Officer. "Without coffee I am seriously going to die." It was hard being limited on the one drink he adored. The decaffeination was driving him crazy. Prison was tough enough as it was, being guilty of murder. It was all Dahlia's fault; she was the one who placed her in a coma, she was the one that made him kill Misty Fey. He didn't want to, but he had to protect Maya for Mia's sake. If only he could see Mia again, just for a second, he would tell his 'kitty' how much he wanted to be with her again.

"My pleasure," Larry saluted. "I'm surprised you're still here."

They had postponed his execution again. To be honest, Godot didn't seem to care anymore; he just wanted to escape this hell. Indulging himself to the fragrance of coffee was his perfect escape in life. Sometimes, Maya would channel Mia's spirit. He could still have an essence of Mia in his life again. "Ah, just the way I like it." he grinned. His taste buds gave approval. His real name was Diego Armando, but he preferred to be known as Godot in prison. And Godot shall be his name, until he finally feels free.

"You seem to be enjoying your coffee too."

"Mr. Wright has seemed to have lost his way," Godot announced, "since being disbarred. Kristoph was responsible for his downfall. He shares my cell. A lawyer can only cry when it's over," Godot was proud of this one-liner and truly believed it. "Mr. Wright must have cried and cried. Inside he must still felt a bitter hunger for Gavin's downfall. Years to this present day, he has finally satisfied his hunger. Gavin's eyes have created a thunderstorm."

"I HATE THAT GAVIN DUDE!" Larry shouted, "He is just evil!"

"Then I will think of you, too; when the hot coffee drools down his cheeks." Godot washed his cup down in an instant. He was then in need for another. "That's why I got put in solitary confinement; I threw coffee at him. So any kitties been catching your eye lately Butzy?" he asked for the sake of a conversation.

"Oh yes," Larry exclaimed. "Where to start, my sweet Iris; she's so sweet. Mimi is so adorable, and her past is so tragic – I want to hug her. I will miss pink April May and her bouncy boobs! I need to see Phoenix's daughter, I think her name was Lucy – she sounds AMAZING." He rambled on about the women non-stop. "I am so going to miss Lana and Iris. Man, the Skye family have a reputation for beautiful women cause Detective Skye is so pretty."

"How delightful," Godot referred to his drink of choice, not Larry's words. It was clear to why Larry was still single: he chatted non-stop about girls and put a lot of them off. "This blend reminds me of her." he muttered to himself. "We shared this on our first date."

"I really want to go out with Alita; she's like a fallen angel, Do you know her?" Godot felt completely in the cold.

"No," Godot responded, "but do tell me more about this kitty of yours."

"Words alone can't express her sincerity mixed with attitude." Larry bragged on, blushing in in the progress. "I know she's a murderer, but I can get past that. Her ex-boyfriend was a brat and she only did it in self defense. Inside she must be wonderful. My wonderful Alita; how I love you so." He flashed a picture of Alita to him. "Look at her cheeky expression; so cute. Her yellow top is wonderful and the angel wings give her much more grace. She has an excellent taste in fashion."

"Well, you have all the time in the world to win her heart," Godot told him. "Right now I'm just waiting for an escape."

"YOU'RE ESCAPING PRISON?" Larry snapped. "Sorry, you can't do that."

"Not like that," Godot responded. "I'm talking about more coffee." He grinned at Larry, "maybe if you spent more time trying to impress ladies than talk about them you would get more luck. You talk the talk, but you need to walk the walk too."

"Wow, thanks for the advice Godot," Larry cried out, "you're amazing." Larry patted Godot's shoulder, smiling with glee. "I need to give Alita a present tomorrow. I'll give you extra coffee tomorrow, and here's some more coffee beans and instants if you need them." He stocked the cupboard up with what seemed like an unlimited supply of coffee.

"That will be wonderful, thanks."

Larry left Godot to feast upon his coffee, whilst he marched to the women's cell in a hurry. He had to watch Alita sleep.