dream 003 ☄ when I was little, I thought I could be...

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[ Warnings: None? Yeah, pretty much. Unless you consider pictures of younger!Kay and her father spoilery, but they're in link form so you can opt not to click on them.

Effects: Don't be surprised if you find yourself reminiscing about your parents, or your childhood in general. Warm and fuzzy feelings. General nostalgia. ]

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[Kay sits up slowly, and when she yawns widely, she covers her mouth with her free hand.

Normally she's okay with mornings, but...the fact that she spent yet another unexpected night on Edgeworth's couch instead of her own bed...]

'Morning...what time is it?

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[Would you rather have Kay fall into a sleep coma on your couch? Which I may or may not be planning while I'm gone?

She stands up, pulling that giant key out of her hair and undoing her ponytail. While her black hair falls gently into long waves past her shoulders and down her back, she narrows her eyes at Edgeworth.]

Hey, being your assistant isn't always easy, you know!

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Thanks.

[With a neater ponytail and after smoothing out her skirt, she nods. Then she wanders over to the table, then plops down into a chair very unceremoniously. But before she could eat...]

...sorry for falling asleep on your couch again.

[Really. She means it. Even if her tone is more deadpan than usual.]

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[Kay starts by pouring herself a glass of juice. Then she takes a couple of slices of bread, and butters them silently. She nods slowly when he speaks. Normally she would have answered him with something like, "The Great Thief NEVER falls asleep while on the job!" complete with that mischievous yet determined glint in her eye and while pumping her fist in the air, but today? She's not exactly in the mood.]

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I'd never do that.

[And that's all she has to say while constructing her sandwich. Or not.]

Did you...see my dream?

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[She nods...luckily for him, she's not pressing him for details.]

Oh.

[Her breakfast is just waiting for her right now, but she just stares at her plate for a while.]

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[At least by the time Edgeworth returns, her sandwich already has several bites into it.

Kay has been thinking about a lot of things lately. Franziska's murder, the culprit, and on top of all that, her dream and her father. Was she not working hard enough? Or had she been working too hard?]

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[Kay sighs, staring into her glass. Then, as if out of the blue...]

...Hey, Mr. Edgeworth?

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[And this is about as out of the blue as it can get.]

The next morning, after what happened in my dream...I remember that we watched something on TV about ballroom dancing.

He...he promised me that when I turned sixteen, he would throw me a party and dance with me.