“… Edgey…?” inquired the hedgehog in a blue suit, “What are you eating?” Said prosecutor was reclined luxuriously (only Edgeworth could make being a slob “luxurious”), about to eat an unknown something. Whatever it was it was a golden yellow, and… cylindrical? The pink (he would call it magenta) prosecutor chuckled. “Phoenix Wright, Ace Attorney, has never heard of a Twinkie?” Wright blushed, protesting that yes, he knew what a Twinkie was, “But you don’t seem to be the type of person to eat such… such…” “Garbage? Filth? Yes, I know this is beyond my usual dietary habits, but it was the only thing left in the house.”
Edgeworth took his time getting the first bite. He was moving it tentatively, almost cautiously, towards his mouth. The Ace Attorney couldn’t help but blush at how… well, suggestive it looked. “Edgeworth!” he said, louder than he meant to, “It’s not going to maul you! Just freakin’ eat it!” Edgeworth was startled, and as he quickly turned to face Wright, he somehow smashed the Twinkie on his face.

For a while, there was a pregnant silence. Then the silence was filled with small giggles, and they escalated until Wright was roaring with laughter, tears streaming down his face. Edgeworth was scowling, until he found he couldn’t help but laugh too. “Ohmigawd, if only Maya could see you like this! She’d be crushed that her super-hunk prosecutor was covered in Twinkie guts!” Wright said, howling with laughter. Edgeworth simply smiled, wiped some of the cream from his face on to his hand, and then flung it right at Phoenix. He childishly stuck his tongue out at Wright, “Now we match.” Wright simply stood there; the Ruthless Edgeworth didn’t do this!

Phoenix smiled. It was good that Edgeworth could loosen up sometimes. The only other time Edgeworth looked this childish was when he, Larry, and Phoenix were in fourth grade. Edgeworth, mistaking the smile for some ulterior plan, said suspiciously, “What are you thinking about…?” The Ace Attorney snapped out of his meditation and smiled broader. “OBJECTION!” he said, pointing his finger at Edgey’s face. “There’s a contradiction in that statement! The evidence is on your face! The filling is on the right your face, while it’s on my left!” “OBJECTION!” yelled the magenta prosecutor, “You’re reaching, Wright, that much is obvious. I was merely stating that both of us have Twinkie filling on us.” “Is that so? We’ll have to fix that…” said Wright, dropping his voice into a really low and seductive tone.
Edgeworth stared at Wright in a state of severe shock. It was two minutes before he realized he was drooling. Drooling? He thought, It must be the end of the world if Miles Edgeworth is drooling. Over Wright no less... Phoenix laughed again. “Ha! You shoulda seen your face! You’d have thought I was gonna lick it off or something.” Of course as soon as he said it, he realized that was exactly what Edgey thought he was going to do. It took a minute for Edgeworth to register that Wright was kidding.

Edgeworth, however, always believed in “An eye for an eye” and all that. He stood up and grabbed Wright’s tie and yanked it so his face was less than an inch from his. “E-edgeworth…?” Wright only barely managed to whisper. The prosecutor grinned evilly, “You were only joking, but I’m not…” Then he licked the cream off, trailing his tongue close to the corner of the defense attorney’s mouth. That was as far as he’d meant for the joke to go, but suddenly Wright’s lips were on his, his tongue being ravaged by the other man’s. Edgeworth was shocked. This wasn’t nearly as bad as it should have been. It wasn’t long before Edgeworth kissed kissed him back, just as fiercely.

When they had to break away for air, Wright murmured, “No wonder Maya has a crush on you…” “That was… unexpected, Wright,” said the magenta (pink) prosecutor. “Well, it’s not my fault you’re that attractive. You know, I yelled at you because it looked very suggestive with that Twinkie hovering ever-so-close to your mouth.” Edgeworth was bemused. He probably knew on a subconscious level that he was a smidge attractive, but as such, he wasn’t conscious of it until Wright said so. “Oh? You think I’m attractive?” he asked innocently, but not-so-innocently leaning closer to Wright. Wright instantly pouted, “N-no, not at all.” “Is that so…?” Edgeworth smirked as he carried Wright to his car.

And then there were rainbows. :D