Oh, kink meme, you complete me! 3

Maya has a new addiction. Star Fox 64. And she keeps going around the office and other places yelling out random quotes from the game. Bonus points for if she somehow buys a 1:1 scale Arwing.


Phoenix Wright was in his office. He wasn't sure why. All there was to do today was wait around by the phone incase anyone wanted a defence attorney. Apparently, no one did.
"It's quiet. Too quiet..." Maya Fey whispered, her head having just appeared from the other side of the desk.
"How long have you been down there, Maya?" he asked.
"Shhhh!!!" she hissed, pressing a finger to his lips. He was confused to say the least.

There came a knock at the door.
"Oh shit, it's Andross!!!" she screamed, leaping around the room, ducking down behind Phoenix.
Rather than a giant antagonistic emperor, Miles Edgeworth stormed angrily into the room.
"Wright!!!" he shouted.
"What?! I didn't do anything!" Phoenix squeaked, waving his hands.
"Do you know why there is a giant... what can only be described as an airship... well, whatever it is, would you happen to know why it has been delivered to my house?" he huffed.
"How would I know?" he blinked.
"Who other than you would send something so stupid to my house?" he barked.
Phoenix turned his spin-chair around and looked down at Maya.
"Maya?"

Maya smiled meekly and got up.
"You see, I've kinda gotten addicted to Star Fox 64."
"Right."
"It's an Arwing."
"What's it doing on my front lawn?!?!"
Maya couldn't seem to answer this. She started humming the Star Fox theme tune and staring at her feet.
"Well?"
"Maya, you can't just send these things to other people's houses," Phoenix sighed.
"Just because your poxy little flat isn't big enough for such a thing!" Edgeworth barked.
Maya looked up at him.
He stared at her fiercely. The tension grew so thick you could cut it with a knife. Phoenix was certain that that terrifying glare would break her down and that she'd apologise profusely any moment now.
"DO A BARREL ROLL!!!"

"Fox!!!" Falco Lombardi shouted.
"What?! I didn't do anything!" Fox McCloud squeaked, waving his hands.
"Do you know why the Arwing's been redecorated as... what can only be described as a courtroom... well, whatever it is, why the heck?" he huffed.
"How would I know?" he blinked.
"Who other than you would do something so square?" he barked.
Fox span round and looked down at Slippy.
"Slippy?"
Slippy looked up at him.
They stared at him fiercely. The tension grew so thick you could cut it with a knife. Peppy was certain that that terrifying glare would break him down and that he'd apologise profusely any moment now.
"OBJECTION!!!"