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[miniworth]

 [Forward-Dated to THE MORNING OF DECEMBER 25TH because mun will be posting on the 28th and we won't need a three-day spam]


[It's FORWARD DATED Chriiiiiiiiistmas time -- and guess whose Pokémon gdmit Pip has set up a certain ten-year-old's alarm to go off singing about unicorns and rainbows at seven o'clock in the morning, at top volume, the video feed turning on when the panicked boy's hand smacks the Gear in an attempt to turn it off?

Miles Edgeworth. Ken, I hope you enjoy getting that music getting stuck in your head again.

Said music, which Miles fails to turn off the first time, is still blaring across the room until a groggy face appears on screen and, with the most grumpiest grumble ever, Miles slams it off.]

....I am never going to get that out of my head anymore.

[Siiiiiiiiiiiiigh. Hoping against hope that the racket didn't wake up his roommate, Miles rubs the sleep of his eyes and picks up his gear, still unaware of it recording, and looks around his bed, which was the in its usual state of absolute chaos, with nearly a dozen different Pokémon snoozing on it. The couch may have been small for Phoenix, but the lawyer definitely had more space there than Miles did, as he only had Lady the Furret ever sleeping on him.

And so far, Pip was the only one awake. Miles can be seen giving everyone else a look of  "what the fuck is wrong with you." ]

How do any of you sleep through that that was terrible, I mean ---

......What are you eating, Pip is that a banana?

[Indeed it was. Happy holidays, Eleventh Doc.]

......I don't even-- 

[It's at this moment that there's a small, muffled sound coming from where the door would be. Sounding suspiciously like an irritated person struggling under a whole bunch of luggage, it takes a while for the muffled noises to turn into a sharp series of raps on the hotel room door. As Phoenix was still (somehow) snoring away on his couch along with the rest of the Pokémon, Miles, tripping over blubber and spiders, scrambles out of the bed with his Gear and shuffles over to open the door -- to come face-to-face with a BOX MONSTER.

Except not really.]

D-delivery for Mr. Wright and Mr. Edgeworth! [ is what the bellboy stutters out before he tilts dangerously forward, and Edgeworth only barely manages to jump out of the way before the man almost drops the luggage onto the floor.. almost. The bellboy is still careful enough to make sure nothing hit the floor with too much force. He does look extremely irritated, though, because -- poor guy -- it was only seven o'clock on Christmas morning and he's experienced what this day is like for as long as he's been working here. ] Happy holidays.

.....Right. Thank you.

[With a tip of his hat and a deep grimace, the bellboy closes the door and disappears... and Miles eyes the pile of stuff with the greatest amount of "WHAT TO DO" ]

....I better get this out of the way, first.

[And he sets the Gear down to start moving the boxes. Noticing then that the feed was on, he blinks, gives a short wave, and turns it off]

[TIME SKIP EVEN MORE FORWARD DATING another two hours.]

[After all the boxes were sorted out and put in a corner, Miles turns the feed back on, this time not in his pajamas, but happily clad in a.. different outfit from his usual red suit thing. A new brown sweater from Merlin (though rather large on the tiny kid) is resting snugly on his shoulders as Miles shrugs on his father's old jacket, and he's grinning -- grinning.]

Merlin! I-- I got your sweater! [ :DDD ] Um, thanks so much, Merlin. 

[He's also already gotten some hot chocolate made, and Kay's mug is sitting on the bedside table proudly -- with the notebook from the Professor, the fountain pens, Vera's storybook, and Kaito's... joke book beside it. He's actually read that joke book already, and he's giving the camera a bit of a grimace as he points to it.]

Mr. Kuroba... I don't understand that book... [ :c ;;; ]

A-and um-- thanks you for all this food. [Because seriously why does he have like two huge cakes he doesn't even-- ] I-I don't know if I'll be able to eat it all but---

Growli---ARCANINE---

[ .......what.]

Pess what are you-- 

..........Oh god what did you do.

[Johto, say hello to SIX-FOOT-TALL DOG-LION-TIGER-THING SUDDENLY NUZZLING HER TRAINER. Yup. Phoenix had gotten Miles' Pokémon a Fire Stone... and she accidentally came across it. Suddenly her face is three times as big as Miles'. ]

Now you really need to get out of the habit of tackling me to the ground...

.....Er.

Happy holidays, everyone! [ /)__(\ ;;; ]

[And the feed cuts off as Miles starts clearing up all his wrapping paper.]

[OOC; Miles can be reached all day today via video, text, and audio -- as for action: you can either visit his room, or if you call him out of the hotel he'll come bouncing out into the city in his new attire. :)  btw, Ken is not obligatory.]

Comments

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

[Rofl he is just going to come in and admire the wreckage once he comes in because it seems pretty fantastic...]

I'm okay....

[miniworth]

[Destruction. Destruction everywhere: Pokémon rolling around in discarded gift wrapper (they fished it out of Miles' trash corner), giant fothermucking Arcanine taking up half the room already, and Phenix and Miles' gifts, with nowhere to go, pushed off to the side with Pip's tiny Christmas tree. As well as whatever was supposed to be their breakfast sitting on the end table by the couch.

....Miles rubs his face tiredly.]

......It's usually a lot cleaner. I promise.

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

[Ken's not the type to usually admit this, but. With a grin]

It's okay. I kind of like it like this. It's better than Mitsuru-san... her room is always spotless.

[miniworth]

....I don't think I'll like that, much. I'm a lot more used to messy rooms.. [Oh god his father's office. hdjsfh ]

B-but it's nice to keep a clean room, too.. I think.

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

I think there's a difference between clean and Mitsuru-san's room. My room was always kind of clean back at the dorm, but that's probably because I don't have a lot of stuff...

[miniworth]

I haven't seen her room, so I can't judge.. my room was like that too, though. I had a lot less stuff than Phoenix or Larry, back home. My father's room always looked like a tornado hit, though.

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

My mom would've never let that happen. [Omg is he talking about his mom and laughing? He is.] She loved to clean. Our house never seemed... pristine, like Mitsuru-san's room, though.

[miniworth]

[Oh my god--- Miles blinks in surprise for a moment before he grins as well.]

My mother was a terrible cleaner, and my father was a workaholic. Our house was always messy to some extent.

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

Mom had to work a lot, so she mostly cleaned on her days off. [congrats miles. You actually have ken wondering what life woulda been like if he had a dad]

[miniworth]

[Does he get bff points for that? Miles is wondering what it would be like to have a mother who was actually good at cleaning..]

My parents were usually home, since my father's office was attached to our house and my mother didn't work full time. But I was usually the one cleaning after school.

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

[why not XD Ken's never really thought about it before, "father" is a throw away concept for him... Though thinking about it too much will start to make him feel sick... (Dad probably left because of me, mom was all alone for nine years because of that, that's why she had to work so hard... it's all my fault...)]

... Your family sounds interesting.

[miniworth]

[O-oh god Ken. ..Well, if this thought process continues for any longer now, Miles will start to remember that oh yeah this family of his is gone now because his dad died just a few months ago fdhjfhd-- so he just... smiles.]

.....That's one way to put it.

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

[His grin lingers fora minute, before a totally new topic--]

... It's still in my head...

[miniworth]

......What's in your head?

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

That song. It keeps playing in my head... [A grimace] ... Sorry, that sounds weird.

[miniworth]

..Oh you mean, um... [Miles gestures to his Gear, sitting.. somewhere in that pile of gift wrappers.]

The one about the unicorns?

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It was the same one from that dream...

[miniworth]

I-I'm sorry--

I didn't mean to remind you of it. I don't know why it even started playing--

[fhsaldjkfhasdlkfj]

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

Huh? Don't be sorry! [And finally Ken bounces onto the bed.]

... You should open it.

[miniworth]

--- Ah, y-yeah..

[He settles down on the bed next to Ken and opens the gift, looking pretty excited!

And when he pulls out those gloves, oh god he's almost literally glowing.

....And he's kind of, uh. Speechless. With ohmygodthisissocool.]

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

[GLOWING WITH PRIDE. KEN IS DOING IT.]

[miniworth]

[SNAPPING OUT OF HIS *A* MOMENT--]

T-thank you, Ken! [And demonstrating how awesome this gift is by putting one the gloves immediately and grinning like a madman!]

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

[That reaction makes ken happier than any gift could XD]

Y-you're going to get warm... [still blushing with pride.]

[miniworth]

[Aww Ken. Oh these two. xD I just realized they're giving each other the exact same things lmao why]

[And still grinning, as well. Screw trauma, Ken was awesome.]

You should open yours, too.

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

[Ffff well, Miles gets vitamins and a flashlight? XD]

[Ken stares at it for a few seconds, embarrassed, a little, to be getting a gift. But he opens it and his face lights up even more.

Biggest smile ever, Miles]

Ah--[HOW DOES ONE EXPRESS GRATITUDE] T-thanks, Miles-san!