Maya's POV

Next Day

Edge of Glory

"Hey Nick... Sorry that you had a bad time with your mom." I look down, not wanting to see his face. I don't know what happens when I'm channeling but when I came back I layed low, trying to see who he really was. What I saw... Was creepy to saw the least.

"It's fine!" He giggles with a hint of insanity. I never heard it before but now knowing he's not that stable it shows through. It's like a typo. If you notice it will bug you forever.

"Alrightly!" I nod. "Just if I channel for you again, please don't choke me. I still can feel pain." I slightly frown. I come closer but further than I am normally to him. I drag my head up, meeting his lying eyes.

"Oh." His mask falls to the floor. "You noticed?" The smile gets replaced by a demonic creature. Nick's stare goes through me but pierces my eyes at the same time. His eyebrows rest and his skin gets tenscer.

"Y-Yeah..." I step back one step but my demise notices.

"Ok. Just don't tell a single soul or I'll slit your throat." He keeps the same deadpan tone through every single word. "Then I'll stab you in the heart and take out every part of you. I'll use your organs as decoration and set your heart in a glass jar."

Adrenaline jerks me out the door. The little bell giggles as pitters follow me. Without looking back I dash down the street, not trying to put sense into the crazy boy. Unfortunately this will become my downfall.

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Edgeworth's POV

Ivy University

2:50 pm

Class should end in 10 minutes... I tap my foot the beat of the clock, counting down the seconds until I'm forced to meet up with a doll. A special doll I picked up once again and refuses to let go. All I can do is to try to enjoy his company. I mean, if I don't keep a eye on him he'll try to kill someone. And I also sold my soul and word to him. I know the second I think about leaving him he'll hunt me down like a coyote.

Tap, tap, tap. Tick tock tick. 9 more minutes left. Franzika stares at our teacher, blabbing on about himself. I would pay attention but to be honest, he's kinda boring. I don't care if you have 3 dogs. I just want to learn or be with a possessed doll who wants to watch the world burn if I don't comfort him.

His stale words float around me, never making it into my ears. My mind wanders to the deep depth of my sour thoughts, going through scenarios. What if he killed someone? What should we work on today? What if he starts to laugh like a mad man? What if he wants to torture me? What if he wants to kill me for some reason? So many things this strange boy can do, it's insane.

I pull out some line paper. Gotcha! I jot down a few lines. This... This will be for Phoenix. Maybe he'll like this! I feel like someone else made him like this but he is still human. He has emotions too. And if he needs some comfort, I guess I will that for him.

(parody of Luvoratory)

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Breaking all the right rules, stupid sewing tools

"I like you...or not" do you take me for a fool?

Want dolls? Or fun? They're all so odd

Ready, locking on you – target practice in view-

Shot a needle through my heart,

guess you caught me off guard

With my glue and my tape,

I'll finish what you start

Only you can make me die,

so lemme give you your world life

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Later That Day

"Hey Phoenix!" I smile, entering his shop. He seemed more glum than normal.

"Oh, hey." He just nods "How did class go?"

"Good! But I wanted to give you Annette back." I walk up to him and hands him his mother's gift. His eyes glow lightly. I can't tell why, Annette or me?

"Maybe that's why my day been so bad! You weren't there and Miles wasn't there either!" Phoenix hugs me like a spider monkey. Back to his normal strange self. Better than being sad, I guess. "So can we play now?"

"Yeah, but before we play I wanted to do something with you." I slightly hug back, slipping the doll back into his hand. "Can I help you figure out who killed your parents?" Phoenix goes silent. Once again, all life gets drained out of him.

"...Wouldn't it be hard?" Phoenix frowns.

"Yes but it will be worth it!" I smile, trying to comfort the doll like human.

"Really...?"

"Yes. I think it will help you. Mentally and socially."