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Theme Prompt: Little White Lies
Title: To Be Perfectly Honest
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Bonus: No
Word Count: 563
Summary: "That's the trouble with this family, you can't keep anything from anyone."

When Mr. Wright said they'd have to be a little more careful with their spending, no one objected. No major holidays or birthdays were coming, nobody needed or wanted anything specific. And business would pick up sooner or later, even with the dark age of the law slowly fading the world wasn't a perfect, peaceful place yet.

There was one problem, however. A small, glaring problem.

"I'll handle dinner tonight," Apollo said, and Athena tried not to wince. They were a team of talented lawyers and a highly skilled magician. They could save a man from death row, expose an international spy responsible for eight years of suffering, see through any lie and defend an orca whale.

But none of them could cook. Or at least, none of them could cook a proper meal. Trucy could bake, Athena could make sandwiches and Mr. Wright could throw together a decent salad. But everyone was sick of salad and sandwiches and cookies, and Apollo had mentioned craving seafood.

This was not going to end well.

They sat down to what Athena guessed was supposed to be seafood chowder and wild rice.

"Everything's frozen, but the guy at the market said it was peak frozen so it'd still taste fresh! And buying the store brand saved me about five bucks!"

"I'm sure it's delicious," Mr. Wright said, but something told them even he wouldn't eat these sea creatures. Trucy poked at what Athena guessed was a scallop with her fork, opened her mouth but snapped it shut at the last moment.

"Let's dig in, then!"

The last time she'd tasted anything this terrible was when they went to Tres Bien's second grand re-opening last month. The fish was rubbery, the broth was bland and the vegetables were soggy. The rice was decent enough, but even that felt slightly undercooked.

"It's great!" she lied.

"Very different!" Trucy added. Mr. Wright grimaced as he forced down a bite.

"This is one of the best meals I've had!" But Apollo's bracelet began to react, Mr. Wright's Magatama glowed and Athena could sense the discord even in her own voice. She'd forgotten one other thing that was impossible around the Wright Anything Agency.

"You hate it," Apollo said, thrusting his fork into a piece of something. "Trust me, you're not alone. I appreciate you trying to spare my feelings, but it's awful and we all know it." The others let out a joint sigh of relief, pushing the plates away.

"It's always easy to forget our talents pick up on everything, not just lying witnesses," Mr. Wright said. "You'd think never being able to lie to each other would be great, but..."

"But it means we're eating sandwiches again," Trucy said. "I think we still have some peanut butter left." Athena buried her face in her hands and moaned, even Apollo's slop was better than another peanut butter sandwich.

"I'll go call Simon and ask if he'd mind cooking us something."

"Er, Athena? Are you sure we should bother Prosecutor-" Apollo began, but Athena stopped him with a playful wag of her finger.

"You're still afraid of him, aren't you? Don't worry, I'm sure he won't bring Taka." This time Apollo's bracelet went off again, while Mr. Wright and Trucy just shook their heads and laughed.

"So what are we going to do with this stuff?" Trucy asked, glancing at the plates of untouched chowder. Athena shrugged.

"I don't know. And that's all I'm going to say on that front."


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