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Your challenge is to write crossover fanfiction combining Cardcaptor Sakura and Serial Experiments Lain.
The story should use trying out for a sports team as a plot device!
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"BACK OFF, BIRDMAN!!" Myron Reducto shrills, juping on top of the table. "Your honor! It's obvious that my client is INNOCENT!"
"I truly am. I just... dazzled her," Edward says. "Surely you can't blame me for--"
"BE CAREFUL, YOUR HONOR!" Birdman calls. "He's going to use his Sparkling Smile to Dazzle you!"
A hero is a hero, no matter how much time has happened. Just as Edward Cullen is smiling and the dangerous, mortiferous sparkles of his smile start blinking and gleaming towards Mentok, Harvey Birdman stands in the way.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Screams Reducto.
Mentok, who had been already in the process of zapping away from the danger, points towards the sparkly vampire.
"GUARDS! Lock that man up in the darkest of jails!"
As the guards drag away the vampire who keeps on claiming innocence, Birdman tries, in vain, to say his last words.
"Reducto, my friend..."
"Don't talk, you fool!" Reducto cries. "Bring a doctor! Now!"
"Do not bother, Reducto, old friend..." Birdman coughs. "I've been... dazzled."
And as he says this, his hand falls down, and it's gone pale and sparkly.
Te toca escribirme crossover de Apollo Justice/Harvey Birdman.
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"Call me Phil, Paul," said the man with the eyepatch, who also was the law firm's owner. And who was looking at about three feet to Apollo's right.
"The name is Apollo, sir," Apollo corrected, softly.
"Oh, right, Ferdinand." Phil inhaled his cigar's smoke and grabbed a chair. "Come on, kid, I'll show you around and introduce you to the others." Pause. "Introduce... Ha! That's so funny..."
Apollo sighed inwardly. "Really, really funny."
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"So, this is Harvey Birdman. Birdman, this is Ferdinand."
"Apollo, sir, Apollo Justice."
The man with the wings --WINGS-- on his back grinned. "Hey! That's a great name for a superhero!"
"Ah... I hadn't actually thought about it," Apollo said.
"Were you one?" Birdman asked.
"One what?" Apollo said.
"A superhero. Before becoming an attorney, I mean."
"Huh? No. I'm afraid I've never been one."
"A sidekick?" Birdman said. "Though," he continued before Apollo could say something, "a sidekick with a name as yours would requiere a superhero with even a better name."
"If you say so..."
At that precise moment, before Birdman could suggest superhero names better than Apollo's, a huge purple eagle landed on the desk holding a bunch of papers on its claw.
Birdmand smiled again. "Ferdinand, this is Avenger, my secretary."
Apollo blinked. "Your secretary."
"He's very efficient, right boy?" Birdman said as he took the papers from Avenger's claw and scratched the eagle's head. "Who's a good boy?"
Avenger cawed.
Apollo blinked again.
"So," Phil chimed in, grabbing a branch of one of the office's decorative plants. "Come on to my office to sign the contract, Ferdinand."
The first thing Apollo did when he went back home that night was to look for the card with the address of Phoenix Wright's Agency.
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-No, no, Apollo. Mirarlo no va a hacer que nos llame un cliente.
-Yo sé, pero---
-¿Y sabes por qué no hay clientes? Porque hacemos bien nuestro trabajo. Porque somos superhéroes eficientes, ¿lo ves?
-Creí que sólo era un trabajo de medio tiempo, señor Wright.
Phoenix frunció el ceño.
-Cualquier trabajo es importante, hijo.
-Pero pasé años estudiando en la escuela de leyes para… -allí venía una perorata, de esas de verdad, de esas que Apollo daba cuando no tenía un caso en semanas. Pero en ese momento la hobo-señal iluminó el cielo de Ciudad Courtroom, avisando a nuestros SUPERHÉOES que el terror acechaba a los habitantes de la localidad.
Y Apollo no pudo hacer más que gimotear, porque sabía lo que eso significaba. Correr con los calzoncillos afuera por la ciudad, golpear a un par de asaltantes (KAHH--- POW--- OBJECTION!) y volver a casa con un ojo morado y un par de dientes menos. Oh, eso y los asientos del hobomóvil que pican terriblemente.
Phoenix se levantó antes de lo que pudieras decir OBJECIÓN, abrió una compuerta en el suelo y se deslizó por un tubo de bomberos. Apollo lo siguió lo más resignado posible.
-¡Rápido, Apollo, es hora de mostrarle a esos criminales el poder de la JUSTICIA!
Si bien, la frase era inofensiva, ver al Señor Wright gritarla en mallas azules hacia que Apollo quisiese salir corriendo a la firma Sebben & Sebben. Con alas o no.
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CON MALLAS AZULES. Claro que serán color rojo para Polly, sísí.
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Pero él te odia. XD;;
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