A/N: AND IT'S DONE! After so many long months of work, it is done! I'm free! I'm freeeeeeeeeee!
... *Ahem* Sorry about that, just got a bit caught up in the moment. But yes, this is it. The final chapter of my Christmas story. Somehow, the sun seems brighter today. Sounds, clearer. Grass, greener. But seriously, after this ordeal, I may as well get started on my NEXT Christmas story, Maybe then I'll have it done by Christmas!

Anywhore, as I said, this is just a short epilogue. And, on account of it's shortness, some characters are missing, but I HIGHLY doubt they are forgotten. I just wanted to show everyone getting in gear for the wedding! I feel as though the ending to this wasn't great, but I;ve found in my time as a Wrighter that ending stories is hard. I'd like to at least hope that it's a better ending than what I gave to Vacation.

Quick shoutouts to the reviewers from chapter 18:

Multifangirl6: Of course I brought those two back. I can't get enough of writing them! I'm so glad you enjoyed this fanfiction, and I hope you enjoy what I have in store for the future!

elektroboot98: What can I say? I can't help but have a little soft spot for the lawyer/medium duo. And I'd also like to say that it wasn't my intention to imply that Athena didn't get Blackquill a gift. I just wanted to keep my focus on her dilemma with getting a gift for Apollo. And yes, I'm fairly certain ol' Blackquill would run Apollo through with his blade if he knew about their bedrooms escapades!

thepudz: I had alot of fun writing the proposal. The two of them have been through so much, and I wanted Nick to reminisce about it a bit. And I really loved writing the Justicykes scene. Athena seems like such a tiger, I doubt that'll be the last time whipped cream gets involved! XD

Skillet28561: I see Frank Sahwut more as a pedo than a zombie. Maybe it's just the way he moves his hands. And how did you know!? Yes, my next story shall be the long awaited Turnabout Skillet! Featuring the return of the Phantom!

MegaLegoLuigiEX: Well, my congratulations to the hopefully future Mrs. LegoLuigi! XD Funny thing is, that's what I was listening to when I wrote the proposal scene. I just work so much better with music!

JordanPhoenix: Hey, you're the one who gave me the idea to use that euphemism during one our many e-mail chats XD And I'm with Apollo too! I may love Tim Allen to death, but those movies are just terrible! I honestly can't decide anymore which I prefer writing more, Phaya or Justicykes. They're both just such perfect couples that I can't see them apart anymore. Gonna mess with me when I get my hands on AA6 and they're NOT together!

I'm glad you thought this was such a beautiful chapter! And it ha sbeen an honor to have such an interesting reader who takes the time to translate my stories! Good luck with your classes, dear reader!

And now, without further ado, the long-awaited final chapter of Christmas with the Wrights!

January 3
11:13 AM
Wright Anything Agency

Athena and Apollo made their way into the office. Today was the first business day of the year for the Wright Anything Agency. The two of them had spent the last few days trying to get all of Athena's belongings moved into Apollo's apartment and had only just moved the last few boxes an hour before.

Phoenix looked up from the newspaper he was reading to see the couple entering. "Oh, glad you guys made it. What took ya so long?"

Athena shrugged off her coat and put it on the coat rack by the door. "Hey boss. Sorry we're a bit late. We were getting the last of my stuff moved to Apollo's. I'm officially moved in!"

"Oh, is that so?" Phoenix asked as he took a sip of his coffee. "Well, no harm done I guess. And congratulations! When's the housewarming party?"

Apollo made his way over to his desk and took a seat. "Why are you congratulating us? I think we need to be congratulating you and Maya on your engagement!"

Phoenix chuckled at this comment. "Thanks, Apollo. Oh, that reminds me, Athena, I have a job for you." He said as he made his way over to the girl's desk with a stack of what appeared to be magazines.

"A job? We already have a client? We've barely been open an hour!" Athena cried out.

"Uh, well, kind of, but not really." Phoenix dropped the magazines on the girl's desk.

Athena picked one up and looked at it. "Bridal magazines? Oh! I get it. You need me to help Maya with some of the planning, don't you?"

"It would be greatly appreciated." Phoenix said, running a hand through his spikes. "Grab yourself a cup of coffee from the new coffee machine and head to her room when you get a chance. I think she's been up all night with Trucy looking at dresses."

"Will do, boss!" Athena said. She set the magazine down as Phoenix made his way back to his desk. "Hey boss, you mind if I take a look at that newspaper?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah, knock yourself out." Phoenix said as he grabbed his jacket off the back of his chair. "Now that you guys are here, I gotta go for a bit. I'm meeting with Edgeworth for lunch." He made his way to the door of the office. "Apollo, be sure to call me if we get any clients."

"Whatever you say, Mr. Wright." Apollo replied as he clacked away at his keyboard.

Phoenix exited the office as Athena made her way to the kitchen to brew herself a cup of coffee. She chose a caramel cappuccino from among the selection of flavors. As she waited on her coffee to brew, she read over the newspaper. Her eyes widened as she looked at the entertainment section and she made her way to Apollo's desk, slamming the paper down. "Read it and weep, Justice!"

Apollo looked down at the paper and read the headline over the picture. "Rockstar Prosecutor spotted with mystery woman?" Apollo looked up at his girlfriend with a face of annoyance. "Athena, you have no proof that the woman in this picture is Ema." He said as he pointed at the picture, which depicted Klavier with a girl in a white hoodie, who had the hood covering her face.

Athena let out a groan. "Please, I don't need evidence when it's so obvious, Apollo."

"Objection! Evidence is everything, Ms. Cykes."

"Hold it! We are not in court, Mr. Justice." She leaned back over Apollo desk and placed her hand on top of it, much in the same manner she always did in court. "I can guarantee you that the girl in this picture is Ema Skye."

Apollo shook his head and turned his attention back to his computer. "Whatever you say, Tiger."

Athena groaned and made her way back to the kitchen, snatching up her coffee and heading back to her desk to collect the bridal magazines. How can he be so clueless?

January 3
11:23 AM
High Prosecutor's Office

"Ugh, I can't believe this!" Ema cried as she balled up the newspaper in her hand. "We go on one date and already the paparazzi have a picture of me. I told you we shouldn't have gone somewhere so high profile!"

Klavier chuckled at his desk as he took a sip of his coffee. "Really, Fraulein, it's not that bad. You had your hood up, so I don't think you'll be recognized. Now, if you had been wearing your pink glasses as you insisted, perhaps that would be enough evidence to ascertain your identity, but as it stands, I believe you are fine."

Ema tossed the balled up newspaper at him, which he narrowly dodged. "I guess you're right. But still, next time, let's just go to a movie or a small burger joint. Somewhere no one would expect to see you." She walked up to the desk and placed her palms on it. "I'd like for this to stay private at least for a little while. God knows the paparazzi will be up my ass as soon as they found out who I am."

"Worry not, Fraulein. I will see to it that you have your privacy so long as we are together. So long as no one gets a clear picture of us kissing, I believe we are fine, ja?"

"Let's hope so." Just then, Ema's cell phone rang. "Hold that thought, Fop." She pulled out her phone to see that it was a call from Lana. She answered immediately. "Hey sis."

"Good morning, Ema. I see you made the paper today." Lana's voice came through on the other end.

Ema let out a groan and looked at Klavier. "She knows!" She quickly put the phone back to her ear. "Guess there's no fooling you, huh?"

"Not at all. I bet you're glad it wasn't the picture I took Christmas Eve, aren't you?"

"Obviously. Glad I made certain to destroy your camera and wipe that picture from existence." Ema said as she plopped down on the sofa in the room.

"Ohhhh, about that, Em… You'll never guess what I managed to pull from the wreckage of that camera that night." Lana said in a devilish tone.

Ema's eyes grew wide. "You didn't."

"Oh, I did, little sister. And now, here I am, holding a picture of the rockstar prosecutor's mystery woman. Sure would be a shame if it found its way into the hands of the paparazzi."

Ema groaned in defeat. "What do you want?"

"Ah, smart girl. Well, I'm feeling rather hungry, and my regular deli just doesn't sound good today. It sure would be nice if my favorite sister in the world were to treat me to a nice lunch."

"One lunch and you destroy the evidence?" Ema asked.

"Hmmm, we'll see. See you in a bit!" With that, Lana hung up, leaving Ema in silence, contemplating whether to play along with her sister's little game or see if she could get away with murder. "Hey Fop." She said, turning her head towards the man. Klavier looked at her and arched an eyebrow. "Change of plans for lunch. You're on your own while I try to keep Lana from blowing our cover."

"Am I to assume that your schwester somehow still has proof of the occurrences at your apartment on Christmas Eve?" Klavier asked.

Ema walked up to the man. "Yeah, guess she salvaged the camera's memory card after I obliterated it."

"Well, that is too bad. But I understand Fraulein. Go do what you must, we can reschedule." Klavier said, smiling.

"I promise I'll make it up to you." She leaned forward and captured the man's lips in a brief kiss before making her way to the door of the office. "You need anything for the case, you know how to reach me."

January 3
12:02 PM
Mi Casa's

Phoenix entered the restaurant and quickly looked around for his who, who he found quickly, looking over a menu as he sipped on a glass of lemonade. He made his way over to the booth and took a seat. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long, Edgeworth."

Miles gave Phoenix a very quick glance before returning his gaze to the menu. "I've not been here long, Wright. However I must again ponder as to why you wished to meet at a place such as this."

Phoenix took up a menu of his own and began to skim it. "What? You usually love foreign food. You go to all those fancy French places constantly."

"Be that as it may, Mexican cuisine has never quite suited me. I've much love for the Mexican people, but their messy diet leaves much to be desired."

Phoenix shrugged. "So I felt like Mexican today, sue me." This earned another glance from Edgeworth behind his menu. Phoenix quickly held up his hands. "Hey, I was kidding, please don't actually sue me."

"Hmph," Edgeworth grunted. "I suppose one meal at this establishment won't hurt. Now, getting to the heart of the matter," Edgeworth said as he laid down his menu. "I am most curious as to why you requested to meet with me."

"What, lunch with my best friend isn't a good enough excuse?" Edgeworth let out an annoyed growl. "Okay, okay, take it easy. Jeez, you and Franziska really need to learn to take a joke."

"The sense of humor of myself and my wife is none of your concern, Wright. Now, let's hear it."

The blue-suited attorney sighed and laid down his menu. "Alright, I already told you that Maya and I are engaged, right?"

"Indeed. And my congratulations as well on that matter."

"Haha, thanks. But anyway, we're already getting started on the wedding planning, and I wanted to ask you a favor concerning that.

Miles arched an eyebrow at his friend.

"Edgeworth… Will you be my best man?"

Silence hung in the air for a moment before Edgeworth smirked. "Of course, Wright. I would be honored to be a part of the ceremony."

"That's great to hear." Phoenix said, smiling at his friend. "God knows I didn't wanna go with my second choice."

"Oh, and who would this second choice be?"

Phoenix chuckled to himself as a server mad his way to the table. "You know what they say, Edgeworth. When something smells…"

"It's usually the Butz. I'm rather surprised that he of all people would be your second choice."

Just as Phoenix was about to respond, a new voice interrupted. "Yeah, what gives, Nick!? How come Edgey's your first choice!?"

Both men's eyes widened as they turned their heads to see where the new voice had come from. It turned they didn't need to look far, as Larry Butz stood at their table, dressed in a server's uniform.

"What's the big idea, Nick!? I thought we were best buds, but you ask Edgey to be your best man. Man this is-"

Phoenix and Edgeworth both tuned the man out as they groaned and put a hand to their heads.

The road to the altar is gonna be rough. Phoenix thought. I can already tell.

January 3
12:14 PM
Wright Anything Agency

"Too frilly. Not frilly enough. Train too long. Don't really care for veils."

Athena groaned as she tossed another magazine onto the ground. "C'mon, Maya. We've been at this for nearly an hour and you've not even considered one dress we've looked at."

"Well, sorry Athena, but none of these dresses really catch my eye. I just really wanna find the perfect one. This wedding has to be perfect!"

"While I agree, I'd really rather not see you turn into Bridezilla." Athena said as she finished off her second cup of coffee.

"Hey, I resent that!" Maya cried. "Well, if we're not gonna have any luck looking at dresses, let's move onto something else. Like flowers! I was thinking Kurain lilies as opposed to any kind of rose."

Athena smiled to herself softly as she brought a hand to the ribbon in her hair. "I think that's a cute idea. But wouldn't that evoke the curse? And aren't they super rare?"

"Bah! Curse, schmurse. I'm the Master of the Kurain channeling technique. I'm sure that gives me some sort of loophole. And we'll just have to make them NOT super rare!"

Athena sighed as she stood and made her way back to the coffee pot in the kitchen. "It's gonna be a long trip down the aisle."