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Art commission for Snakeman12

He wanted me to draw Franziska von Karma as Fran-Fran the Clown! There's a also a story involving this, which you can read here.

Fran-Fran the Clown (Clownification Story)June 21, 9:30 AM???What the hell did I do to deserve this?Those were the words that rang inside the renowned prosecutor Franziska von Karma's head as she found herself alone inside a barely lit dressing room. Pacing around the room, she couldn't help but mumble incoherent curses and growls for her misfortune as she desperately tried to come up with a way out of this humiliating mess.I could pretend to be sick, was what she thought to herself, an almost mad grin slowly forming on her face. I could say that I'm sick and could no longer do this! Yes, that's perfect! I'll just let a cough here, fake a sniffle there, and I won't have to play-!"Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran!" the voices of children cheered from outside. Franziska's grin quickly morphed into a scowl, turning to glare at the dressing room's door.There it was. That name. That ungodly name was being chanted from outside the dressing room, much to the prosecutor's frustration."Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran!""Shut up...!" Franziska growled before pressing the palms of her hands against her ears, desperately trying to block out that horrible name. Alas, it was no use..."Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran!""Shut up!" she shouted as she pulled up a chair and sat by the vanity table, glancing up at the mirror and glaring at herself. You foolish clown of foolishly foolish clowns! Why did you agree to do this!? This is so unbecoming of someone who is of von Karma blood!"Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN-!""You little brats SHUT UP!" she cried out, grabbing her chair and tossing it angrily at the door. Upon impact, a loud thud sound was emitted before the chair fell to the ground, but that didn't satisfy the prosecutor."SHUT UP!" she roared out angrily at the cheers outside, flailing her arms and stomping her feet wildly. "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UUUUUUUUUUP!""FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN!"Overwhelmed by anger, Franziska let out an anguished cry before slamming her fist against the vanity table. She did this over and over, not caring that she was bruising her own hands until she eventually ran out of energy to carry on. Exhausted from her tantrum, Franziska slumped to the floor, tears streaming from her eyes as she lied down in a fetal position."Shut up...shut up...!" was all she could say, sobbing as the cheers grew louder and louder. Franziska continued to sob, her heart was taken over by despair at the harrowing and humiliating situation she was trapped in. However, despair wasn't the only emotion in her heart. Another emotion inside her was stronger than her despair...hate. Pure, unadulterated hate.Hate towards the brats chanting and forcing her to go through with this.Hate towards herself for being stupid enough to get into this mess.But most of all, hate towards the one man who started it all. The one man who not only put her in this mess but also left her to rot, even though it was his fault entirely!"Phoenix Wright...!". . .One week ago...District Court~ Court Room No. 3The people in the gallery began to discuss amongst themselves. Their mumbles and whispers echoed through the air, all of them wondering how this trial would go."Order! Order in the court!" the Judge called out, pounding his gavel and making the people in the gallery silent. "Court is now in session for the trial of Viola Cadaverini."He then turned to the spiky-haired, blue-suited defense attorney Phoenix Wright, who stood up straight and stared back at the Judge."Is the defense ready?" the Judge asked."The defense is ready, your Honor," Phoenix said with a nod.The Judge nodded back and turned to the other side. "Is the prosecution ready-oh, my goodness!"The Judge gasped in shock upon seeing no one at the prosecution's desk."W-what is this!? W-where is the prosecution!?" he exclaimed before turning to glare at Phoenix, who jumped in surprise. "Mr. Wright! What has happened to the prosecution!""I-I don't know, your Honor!" Phoenix stammered. Why are you getting angry at me for!?"We can't start the trial without the prosecution!" the Judge shouted and as if on cue, the doors to the courtroom suddenly opened, a bright light emanating from outside that caused everyone in the court to avert their eyes from its intensity. Once the light dissipated, the crows slowly opened their eyes and gasped as a familiar-looking woman entered the room. She had pale white skin and short silver hair. She wore regal attire that consisted of a white shirt with puffy shoulders on her long sleeves, a black vest with diamond buttons to match the diamond cufflinks on her long sleeves, black gloves, a black minidress, nylons, and black boots to match.As she walked to the prosecution's desk, she smirked smugly at the stunned stares she was getting from the people in the court. Once she was at the desk, she turned to Phoenix and gave him a cruel sneer before curtsying to him, making the spiky-haired attorney sweat nervously. His old rival Franziska von Karma had returned."Ah! Mr. Phoenix Wright," she said, her smirk turning into a vicious grin as she began to brandish her signature whip. "It's good to see you again after all these years!"She makes it sound like we haven't seen each other in centuries! Phoenix shouted in his mind before calmly saying."It's been a while since I've seen you too," he then chuckled while scratching the back of his head. His eyes gazed uneasily at the whip in her hand."I say," the Judge said. "It's been far too long since we've seen you in court, Ms. von Karma. Where have you been?!""I've been away honing my skills as a prosecutor, your Honor," Franziska answered before turning to glare at Phoenix. "Since the day we've met, you have been a constant thorn in my side, Mr. Phoenix Wright! You have taken everything from me! My perfect record, my pride, my dignity! But that...that ends today!""Um...don't you think you're exaggerating?" Phoenix asked nervously. Oh come on, you make it sound like I ruined your life!"I've not only honed my skills, Mr. Phoenix Wright, but I've also studied you!" she also declared, taking Phoenix aback."W-what?" was all he could muster."Every move, every case, every inch or habit you have in court, I KNOW WHAT IT ALL!" Franziska declared, her confident grin now manic. "And I swear on my father's grave, I WILL BEST YOU!""I...um...!" Phoenix stammered, his face pale as he felt overwhelmed by Franziska's intensity."What? Nervous are you?" Franziska chuckled evilly. "I don't want to face you at your worse, so let's make a bet.""A-A bet!?" Phoenix repeated."Yes, Mr. Phoenix Wright. I want both of us fighting with all our might, so here's the bet," Franziska began to explain. "Whoever loses will not only feel the bitter taste of defeat..."Franziska then raised her whip high and struck her desk before grabbing it by her other hand to make a dramatic pose. "...But they also to do whatever the winner saysIt took a few seconds to register what Franziska said, and the moment he did, he gasped in shock. "W...WHAAAAAT!?"Franziska laughed evilly. "Yes, indeed! Get ready to be my slave, Mr. Phoenix Wright!""B-But you can't do this-!" Phoenix tried to protest...whp-CRACK!"AAAAAGGGH!" only to feel the painful sting of Franziska's whip."M-Ms. von Karma, don't you think that's a tad extreme-!?" the Judge exclaimed.whp-CRACK!"AAAAAIIAAAAARRGHHH!""Silence!" Franziska shouted. "I will not be deterred or denied, especially by the likes of you, Judge!""If you insist..." the Judge whimpered, clutching the side Franziska struck.Franziska then turned to glare at Phoenix again. "Now, Mr. Phoenix Wright, you better prepare yourself for a lifetime of servitude! With all my skills honed, there's no way I can lose to you!". . .Two Hours Later...Franziska's widened, her knees feeling wobbly before kneeling to the floor in shock and disbelief. "I lost...h-how could I lose to you...again!"Phoenix walked to Franziska, giving her a look of pity before offering a helping hand, to which she swatted it away."I don't need your fake pity, you foolish fool!" she hissed before standing up. "So, you've come to gloat over your victory over me, huh?""N-Not really, but...""Well, you've won the bet! So, what do you want to do to me!? Torture me?! Force me to strip myself in front of you!? Or maybe you want to pin me down and use my own whip against me!""W-What!? No!" Phoenix shouted, his face blanched. "There's nothing I want to do to you!"He then paused in thought. "Well, there is one thing...""What is it?" Franziska asked, raising a brow."...Nah, I don't think you'd be up to it," Phoenix said with a dismissive shrug, earning more anger from Franziska."You think I cant do it? Why?!" she growled, jabbing her finger at Phoenix's chest. "Is it because I'm a woman!? Is it because you think I'm weak!?""N-No, I just don't think you'd be up to it-Aaargh!" Phoenix said, only for Franziska to grab him by the collar."I am very much capable of doing anything your feeble mind thinks of, Mr. Phoenix Wright!" she shouted to his face, some spit dripping onto it. "Now you better tell me what it is or you'll answer to my whip!""Okay, okay!" Phoenix shouted. "I was thinking that you can..."He paused for a moment before leaning closer to Franziska's ear, whispering his request. The pompous prosecutor listened to it with a neutral expression, but the more she understood what he was requesting of her to do, her eyes slowly widened in horror and her jaw dropped at the audacity of the request."So, um...can you do it?" Phoenix asked nervously, to which Franziska only had one thing to say to him.... . ."Damn you, Phoenix Wright!" Franziska screamed at the top of her lungs, though it didn't matter as the chants outside were much louder."FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN!""Will you brats just shut up!" Franziska hissed, stomping her foot. "Ugh, I can't believe I ever let foolish fool talk me into this foolishly foolish nonsense!""FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN!""SHUT UP!" Franziska shouted, grabbing the nearest object to throw it at the door. However, upon glancing at it and seeing it was her case of white clown makeup. The same one she was supposed to wear for the show. Her hand trembled, oh so tempted to toss the cursed thing away...But she knew she had no choice. With a sigh, she grabbed her chair and sat down. She then glared at herself in the mirror and started applying the makeup onto her face.It's just one time, Franziska, she thought to herself as she put on her makeup. Just endure this and you won't have to think about this ever again.... . .Meanwhile, outside Franziska's dressing room, was a large party of kids and adults eagerly waiting for the show to begin.Phoenix looked around to see if everything was going in order. He smiled as he saw many of his adult friends, mostly people he defended in his previous cases. Lotta Hart, Will Powers, Adrian Andrews, Iris Hawthorne, many of the friends he made in his time as a lawyer stood by and chatting amongst themselves as their kids eagerly waited for the main act."FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN!" the kids chanted, much to Phoenix's amusement as the person leading the chanting was his own eight-year-old daughter Trucy.Ever since he told her that he had brought a clown for her birthday, the young magician was ecstatic. She told all of her classmates about the wonderful harlequin that will amaze them at her birthday party. Come and see the amazing Fran-Fran the Clown was what she said.The way Trucy described Fran-Fran must've been really good, Phoenix thought as he stared at the dozens if not hundreds of kids sitting near the stage eagerly waiting for Fran-Fran to make her debut appearance. Apparently, Trucy's classmates invited their other friends to the party to see the show as well. Phoenix couldn't believe how many kids ended up coming to this one party. In fact, it was so large he had to book for a larger venue last minute to accommodate this many kids!I have got to thank Will for letting us use Global Studios, Phoenix thought to himself with a sigh before munching one of the cupcakes from the nearest buffet table. And for the extra food too.He then turned to the large audience of children waiting at the stage and gulped, sweating nervously. Originally, the main act for the party was supposed to be a performance from Max Galactica and the folks at Big Berry's Circus. However, they had to cancel due to another murder that happened. While he was grateful for his old rival Edgeworth taking over for him, it left Phoenix with the problem of finding a replacement entertainer for the main act.As so he did find one...in the form of Franziska von Karma, the least entertaining person he knows...What made Phoenix thought this was a good idea still boggled the poor lawyer's mind.I really hope Franziska doesn't ruin this for me, he thought. My daughter's reputation with all these kids depends on it...Suddenly, the lights shut off, making everyone in the party gasp in shock. Phoenix darted his head around, surprised.W-What's going on!? he shouted in his mind until a sharp ringing sound was heard in the sound system of the studios. Suddenly, one spotlight began to flicker on the stage, revealing nothing but a single blue balloon that floated still. Everyone stared at the balloon curiously until a sharp screeching sound emitted from the speakers before turning into a cutesy giggle."HEY! HEY! HEY!" a familiar feminine voice boomed from the speakers, her tone goofy and vibrant. "I HEARD TODAY'S A SPECIAL DAY FOR A CUTE LITTLE GIRLY HERE~!"While everyone else was confused as to who that voice belonged to, Trucy perked up and raised her arms excitedly."Ooh! Ooh! That's me! I'm the birthday girl!" she shouted, earning a giggle from the voice. The second she said that the balloon suddenly inflated to a child's size, startling everyone in the party."GOOD~!" the voice cooed. The balloon inflated again, growing larger and larger until it was too big to contain the air inside it. The now-adult-sized balloon shook and trembled, only a few seconds away from bursting. All the kids quickly went back for safety, except for Trucy, who grinned wildly in anticipation."I'm so terribly sorry for making you and your dear friends wait for so long, but now it's time..."POP!The balloon exploded into a thick cloud of blue mist, covering the entire stage, much to the shock and awe of the people watching. It was then everyone saw a figure stepping out of the mist. A few of them, specifically Maya Fey and Iris Hawthorne, narrowed their eyes and were stunned upon realizing who it was."FOR YOU TO HAVE A GOOD TIME!" the figure shouted, raising her hands and revealing herself to be none other than Franziska von Karma, looking so unlike herself.Her grinning face was white with the makeup she wore, her lips as red as roses, which matched with the large, round, red nose she had. She wore a light blue suit and skirt that resembled her usual getup, long, dark blue and black stockings, white gloves, and large red clown shoes that squeaked with each wobbly step she made. With a giggle, she grinned widely to her audience, causing Trucy and many of the kids to look in awe."Hyuk! Hyuk! Hey there, kids~!" the prosecutor-turned-clown shouted merrily, taking a big step forward. "I hope you're ready to have fun, cuz FRAN-FRAN THE CLOWN IS HERE-!",The kids cheered, only for "Fran-Fran" to make a wrong step, causing her to trip and fall out of the stage, hitting the ground face first. Some of her clown equipment, such as a few horns and a whoopie cushion, fell out of her outfit and landed on the ground.Luckily, her clown nose prevented her face from getting, emitting a loud honk as it hit the ground. All of the adults, and even some of the kids, gasped and looked at Fran-Fran in concern...until she quickly got back to her feet, making her shoes honk as she jumped up and down."Don't worry boy and girls~!" she assured them, her grin still large. "It's going to take a lot more to hurt good ol' Fran-Fran! Hyuk! Hyuk!"All the children cheered, Trucy being the loudest, before going up to have fun with the energetic clown. Fran-Fran wasted no time and jumped back into the stage, quickly taking out an empty balloon and blowing it before turning it into balloon animals to give to the kids."A dog for you!" she shouted as she threw a balloon dog to one kid. She used that time to catch her breath and prepare another balloon. "Another dog for you!"She shouted over and over, giving as many kids balloons as her breath can allow her.Phoenix crossed his arms, impressed. This was starting good so far...After giving the ninth kid his balloon, Fran-Fran gasped for breath, only having one balloon left in her hand."And...now...for the...birth...day girl...!" Fran-Fran wheezed, taking out her last empty balloon and began blowing into it. Phoenix smiled to see Fran-Fran's efforts, but it fell when he saw Fran-Fran was blowing too much air inside the balloon.It grew longer and wider with each breath until...POP!Fran-Fran shrieked as the balloon popped in her face, causing her to tumble down and land on the whoopie cushion. Fran-Fran blushed as she felt her behind impact with the cushion, which let out a loud fart that echoed throughout the party. There was a moment of silence as everyone in the party stared at Fran-Fran for a few minutes..."Pff..." Trucy snickered, holding in her laughter for a few seconds before giggling. Fran-Fran then stood up and tried to take another step, only to step on one of her horns and trip again. This time she landed face-first on a creamed pie left there for the show."Hahahahahaha!" more children and some adults laughed and snickered at that.Fran-Fran groaned, standing up and wobbling about as she tried to wipe the whipped cream out of her stinging eyes, only to twirl around like a moron. To the audience, it looked like she was waddling about like a dancing penguin, making them laugh even harder."Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Fran-Fran thought with gritted teeth as she stilled waddled aimlessly, her arms now flailing around as she tried to find a rag to wipe off the cream blinding her. Come on! I'm on a stage! Where is it? Where is it!?Her arms moved below her and she smiled as she finally grabbed a cloth. She gave it a hard tug before managing to tear the rag off, smiling in relief as she began to wipe the cream off her eyes.It was then she heard a collective gasp from the audience watching her."What?" she snapped at them, only to realize they were all looking at her with a stunned expression. Some of them all had their jaws dropped, with some parents shielding the eyes of their kids.Fran-Fran raised a brow, confused at to why they were looking at her funny...until she felt that the air was too cold below her.Her eyes widened in horror as she glanced at the cloth she was holding and saw the fabric was her torn, light blue skirt.She squeaked in embarrassment as she desperately tried to cover the yellow clown panties she was wearing, her face flushing an intense red."Pff...Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Trucy could no longer control herself, feeling pain from her sides as her laughs filled the air.Slowly but surely, more and more children joined in laughing, and even the adults joined in. The entire party roared in laughter, hollering loudly and applauding Fran-Fran's performance thus far.Fran-Fran giggled nervously before shooting a glare at Phoenix, who could only shrug apologetically as he gave a small chuckle. Fran-Fran continued to glare at Phoenix, wanting nothing more than to whip him for putting her in this humiliating situation. Oh, not just whip him, but torture and put him in the same hell she's enduring now!Oh, how the idea of forcing that spiky-haired fool into a clown costume and whipping him repeatedly filled her with sadistic joy. Just the thought alone put a smile on her face, which most of the guests thought was part of her routine.Just you wait, Phoenix Wright! Fran-Fran declared in her mind. I'll get my vengeance on you once I get out of this! Just you-!"That was amazing, Ms. Fran-Fran!" the young Trucy Wright shouted happily, earning a surprised look from Fran-Fran. "Can you show us more of your tricks!""Yeah, you can't end the show now!" another kid shouted."You're the funniest person we've met!" another kid added."Yeah! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran!"Fran-Fran blinked, shocked at how many compliments these children were giving her. The adoration in their eyes, the genuine smiles on their faces...Despite how much she screwed up, these kids truly loved her routine. To the point, they wanted to see more even!How...How foolish of them! Fran-Fran thought bitterly, her teeth grinding. What kind of brats are you!? Finding pleasure in my pain! Oh, I would punish you if I could! But...Fran-Fran sighed. Mr. Phoenix Wright told me to entertain you foolishly foolish won the bet, so I have no choice...but to go on with the show.And with that, Fran-Fran stood up, continuing to make a foolish fool of herself, making the kids and even the adults of the party laugh as she jumped and danced like a total clownish buffoon.As this went on, Phoenix let out a sigh of relief, happy to see that the party was going better than he expected.. . .The next day...Franziska sighed in relief, stretching her back as she entered the Prosecutor's Office.Finally! I thought that party would never end, she thought to herself as she kept walking, not noticing the glances and stares she was receiving. Now that I'm finally free of that foolish clown job, I can finally get back to my true calling as a prosecutor.She then clenched her fist, the fires of vengeance burning inside her. You've made a fool of me for the last time, Phoenix Wright! You might have beaten me now, but I'll get you finally in our next-!"Oh my god! There she is!" a voice shouted from behind Franziska. "There's Fran-Fran!"Before Franziska could react to the mere mention of that horrid name, she was suddenly met with many prosecutors surrounding her and trying to grab at her. She tried to use her whip to scare them off, but one of them managed to grab it before she could have the chance to use it."I love your performance, Fran-Fran!" one prosecutor shouted. "I'd be honored if you hosted my son's birthday party!""Don't listen to him! Please host my daughter's birthday party!" another shouted. "I promise to give you double the amount of what Mr. Wright gave you!""I'll triple that amount if you go with me!""What are you foolish fools talking about!?" Franziska demanded. One of the lawyers then handed his phone to Franziska. Looking at it, her eyes widened in terror as she saw her antics as Fran-Fran the Clown had been recorded and sent to every media site imaginable. From Facebook to YouTube, the video of Fran-Fran's antics was viewed by the world, each of them earning thousands of likes and views.Franziska could barely believe how popular she had gotten with that stupid clown act alone. She originally had felt that once she was done with the clown act, she would just slip back into her normal life as a lawyer with no one remembering it.She saw now she was wrong.Everyone saw her now as Fran-Fran...Everyone was hiring her to continue playing as her in their kids' parties.And just by the prices these people were spouting, playing Fran-Fran was going to earn her money more than her actual prosecuting job.And now, with Franziska inside another dressing room, already clowned up and ready to entertain, only four words came out of her mouth as she glared at herself in the mirror..."DAMN YOU, PHOENIX WRIGHT!"

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Art commission for Snakeman12

He wanted me to draw Franziska von Karma as Fran-Fran the Clown! There's a also a story involving this, which you can read here.

Fran-Fran the Clown (Clownification Story)June 21, 9:30 AM???What the hell did I do to deserve this?Those were the words that rang inside the renowned prosecutor Franziska von Karma's head as she found herself alone inside a barely lit dressing room. Pacing around the room, she couldn't help but mumble incoherent curses and growls for her misfortune as she desperately tried to come up with a way out of this humiliating mess.I could pretend to be sick, was what she thought to herself, an almost mad grin slowly forming on her face. I could say that I'm sick and could no longer do this! Yes, that's perfect! I'll just let a cough here, fake a sniffle there, and I won't have to play-!"Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran!" the voices of children cheered from outside. Franziska's grin quickly morphed into a scowl, turning to glare at the dressing room's door.There it was. That name. That ungodly name was being chanted from outside the dressing room, much to the prosecutor's frustration."Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran!""Shut up...!" Franziska growled before pressing the palms of her hands against her ears, desperately trying to block out that horrible name. Alas, it was no use..."Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran!""Shut up!" she shouted as she pulled up a chair and sat by the vanity table, glancing up at the mirror and glaring at herself. You foolish clown of foolishly foolish clowns! Why did you agree to do this!? This is so unbecoming of someone who is of von Karma blood!"Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN-!""You little brats SHUT UP!" she cried out, grabbing her chair and tossing it angrily at the door. Upon impact, a loud thud sound was emitted before the chair fell to the ground, but that didn't satisfy the prosecutor."SHUT UP!" she roared out angrily at the cheers outside, flailing her arms and stomping her feet wildly. "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UUUUUUUUUUP!""FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN!"Overwhelmed by anger, Franziska let out an anguished cry before slamming her fist against the vanity table. She did this over and over, not caring that she was bruising her own hands until she eventually ran out of energy to carry on. Exhausted from her tantrum, Franziska slumped to the floor, tears streaming from her eyes as she lied down in a fetal position."Shut up...shut up...!" was all she could say, sobbing as the cheers grew louder and louder. Franziska continued to sob, her heart was taken over by despair at the harrowing and humiliating situation she was trapped in. However, despair wasn't the only emotion in her heart. Another emotion inside her was stronger than her despair...hate. Pure, unadulterated hate.Hate towards the brats chanting and forcing her to go through with this.Hate towards herself for being stupid enough to get into this mess.But most of all, hate towards the one man who started it all. The one man who not only put her in this mess but also left her to rot, even though it was his fault entirely!"Phoenix Wright...!". . .One week ago...District Court~ Court Room No. 3The people in the gallery began to discuss amongst themselves. Their mumbles and whispers echoed through the air, all of them wondering how this trial would go."Order! Order in the court!" the Judge called out, pounding his gavel and making the people in the gallery silent. "Court is now in session for the trial of Viola Cadaverini."He then turned to the spiky-haired, blue-suited defense attorney Phoenix Wright, who stood up straight and stared back at the Judge."Is the defense ready?" the Judge asked."The defense is ready, your Honor," Phoenix said with a nod.The Judge nodded back and turned to the other side. "Is the prosecution ready-oh, my goodness!"The Judge gasped in shock upon seeing no one at the prosecution's desk."W-what is this!? W-where is the prosecution!?" he exclaimed before turning to glare at Phoenix, who jumped in surprise. "Mr. Wright! What has happened to the prosecution!""I-I don't know, your Honor!" Phoenix stammered. Why are you getting angry at me for!?"We can't start the trial without the prosecution!" the Judge shouted and as if on cue, the doors to the courtroom suddenly opened, a bright light emanating from outside that caused everyone in the court to avert their eyes from its intensity. Once the light dissipated, the crows slowly opened their eyes and gasped as a familiar-looking woman entered the room. She had pale white skin and short silver hair. She wore regal attire that consisted of a white shirt with puffy shoulders on her long sleeves, a black vest with diamond buttons to match the diamond cufflinks on her long sleeves, black gloves, a black minidress, nylons, and black boots to match.As she walked to the prosecution's desk, she smirked smugly at the stunned stares she was getting from the people in the court. Once she was at the desk, she turned to Phoenix and gave him a cruel sneer before curtsying to him, making the spiky-haired attorney sweat nervously. His old rival Franziska von Karma had returned."Ah! Mr. Phoenix Wright," she said, her smirk turning into a vicious grin as she began to brandish her signature whip. "It's good to see you again after all these years!"She makes it sound like we haven't seen each other in centuries! Phoenix shouted in his mind before calmly saying."It's been a while since I've seen you too," he then chuckled while scratching the back of his head. His eyes gazed uneasily at the whip in her hand."I say," the Judge said. "It's been far too long since we've seen you in court, Ms. von Karma. Where have you been?!""I've been away honing my skills as a prosecutor, your Honor," Franziska answered before turning to glare at Phoenix. "Since the day we've met, you have been a constant thorn in my side, Mr. Phoenix Wright! You have taken everything from me! My perfect record, my pride, my dignity! But that...that ends today!""Um...don't you think you're exaggerating?" Phoenix asked nervously. Oh come on, you make it sound like I ruined your life!"I've not only honed my skills, Mr. Phoenix Wright, but I've also studied you!" she also declared, taking Phoenix aback."W-what?" was all he could muster."Every move, every case, every inch or habit you have in court, I KNOW WHAT IT ALL!" Franziska declared, her confident grin now manic. "And I swear on my father's grave, I WILL BEST YOU!""I...um...!" Phoenix stammered, his face pale as he felt overwhelmed by Franziska's intensity."What? Nervous are you?" Franziska chuckled evilly. "I don't want to face you at your worse, so let's make a bet.""A-A bet!?" Phoenix repeated."Yes, Mr. Phoenix Wright. I want both of us fighting with all our might, so here's the bet," Franziska began to explain. "Whoever loses will not only feel the bitter taste of defeat..."Franziska then raised her whip high and struck her desk before grabbing it by her other hand to make a dramatic pose. "...But they also to do whatever the winner saysIt took a few seconds to register what Franziska said, and the moment he did, he gasped in shock. "W...WHAAAAAT!?"Franziska laughed evilly. "Yes, indeed! Get ready to be my slave, Mr. Phoenix Wright!""B-But you can't do this-!" Phoenix tried to protest...whp-CRACK!"AAAAAGGGH!" only to feel the painful sting of Franziska's whip."M-Ms. von Karma, don't you think that's a tad extreme-!?" the Judge exclaimed.whp-CRACK!"AAAAAIIAAAAARRGHHH!""Silence!" Franziska shouted. "I will not be deterred or denied, especially by the likes of you, Judge!""If you insist..." the Judge whimpered, clutching the side Franziska struck.Franziska then turned to glare at Phoenix again. "Now, Mr. Phoenix Wright, you better prepare yourself for a lifetime of servitude! With all my skills honed, there's no way I can lose to you!". . .Two Hours Later...Franziska's widened, her knees feeling wobbly before kneeling to the floor in shock and disbelief. "I lost...h-how could I lose to you...again!"Phoenix walked to Franziska, giving her a look of pity before offering a helping hand, to which she swatted it away."I don't need your fake pity, you foolish fool!" she hissed before standing up. "So, you've come to gloat over your victory over me, huh?""N-Not really, but...""Well, you've won the bet! So, what do you want to do to me!? Torture me?! Force me to strip myself in front of you!? Or maybe you want to pin me down and use my own whip against me!""W-What!? No!" Phoenix shouted, his face blanched. "There's nothing I want to do to you!"He then paused in thought. "Well, there is one thing...""What is it?" Franziska asked, raising a brow."...Nah, I don't think you'd be up to it," Phoenix said with a dismissive shrug, earning more anger from Franziska."You think I cant do it? Why?!" she growled, jabbing her finger at Phoenix's chest. "Is it because I'm a woman!? Is it because you think I'm weak!?""N-No, I just don't think you'd be up to it-Aaargh!" Phoenix said, only for Franziska to grab him by the collar."I am very much capable of doing anything your feeble mind thinks of, Mr. Phoenix Wright!" she shouted to his face, some spit dripping onto it. "Now you better tell me what it is or you'll answer to my whip!""Okay, okay!" Phoenix shouted. "I was thinking that you can..."He paused for a moment before leaning closer to Franziska's ear, whispering his request. The pompous prosecutor listened to it with a neutral expression, but the more she understood what he was requesting of her to do, her eyes slowly widened in horror and her jaw dropped at the audacity of the request."So, um...can you do it?" Phoenix asked nervously, to which Franziska only had one thing to say to him.... . ."Damn you, Phoenix Wright!" Franziska screamed at the top of her lungs, though it didn't matter as the chants outside were much louder."FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN!""Will you brats just shut up!" Franziska hissed, stomping her foot. "Ugh, I can't believe I ever let foolish fool talk me into this foolishly foolish nonsense!""FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN!""SHUT UP!" Franziska shouted, grabbing the nearest object to throw it at the door. However, upon glancing at it and seeing it was her case of white clown makeup. The same one she was supposed to wear for the show. Her hand trembled, oh so tempted to toss the cursed thing away...But she knew she had no choice. With a sigh, she grabbed her chair and sat down. She then glared at herself in the mirror and started applying the makeup onto her face.It's just one time, Franziska, she thought to herself as she put on her makeup. Just endure this and you won't have to think about this ever again.... . .Meanwhile, outside Franziska's dressing room, was a large party of kids and adults eagerly waiting for the show to begin.Phoenix looked around to see if everything was going in order. He smiled as he saw many of his adult friends, mostly people he defended in his previous cases. Lotta Hart, Will Powers, Adrian Andrews, Iris Hawthorne, many of the friends he made in his time as a lawyer stood by and chatting amongst themselves as their kids eagerly waited for the main act."FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN! FRAN-FRAN!" the kids chanted, much to Phoenix's amusement as the person leading the chanting was his own eight-year-old daughter Trucy.Ever since he told her that he had brought a clown for her birthday, the young magician was ecstatic. She told all of her classmates about the wonderful harlequin that will amaze them at her birthday party. Come and see the amazing Fran-Fran the Clown was what she said.The way Trucy described Fran-Fran must've been really good, Phoenix thought as he stared at the dozens if not hundreds of kids sitting near the stage eagerly waiting for Fran-Fran to make her debut appearance. Apparently, Trucy's classmates invited their other friends to the party to see the show as well. Phoenix couldn't believe how many kids ended up coming to this one party. In fact, it was so large he had to book for a larger venue last minute to accommodate this many kids!I have got to thank Will for letting us use Global Studios, Phoenix thought to himself with a sigh before munching one of the cupcakes from the nearest buffet table. And for the extra food too.He then turned to the large audience of children waiting at the stage and gulped, sweating nervously. Originally, the main act for the party was supposed to be a performance from Max Galactica and the folks at Big Berry's Circus. However, they had to cancel due to another murder that happened. While he was grateful for his old rival Edgeworth taking over for him, it left Phoenix with the problem of finding a replacement entertainer for the main act.As so he did find one...in the form of Franziska von Karma, the least entertaining person he knows...What made Phoenix thought this was a good idea still boggled the poor lawyer's mind.I really hope Franziska doesn't ruin this for me, he thought. My daughter's reputation with all these kids depends on it...Suddenly, the lights shut off, making everyone in the party gasp in shock. Phoenix darted his head around, surprised.W-What's going on!? he shouted in his mind until a sharp ringing sound was heard in the sound system of the studios. Suddenly, one spotlight began to flicker on the stage, revealing nothing but a single blue balloon that floated still. Everyone stared at the balloon curiously until a sharp screeching sound emitted from the speakers before turning into a cutesy giggle."HEY! HEY! HEY!" a familiar feminine voice boomed from the speakers, her tone goofy and vibrant. "I HEARD TODAY'S A SPECIAL DAY FOR A CUTE LITTLE GIRLY HERE~!"While everyone else was confused as to who that voice belonged to, Trucy perked up and raised her arms excitedly."Ooh! Ooh! That's me! I'm the birthday girl!" she shouted, earning a giggle from the voice. The second she said that the balloon suddenly inflated to a child's size, startling everyone in the party."GOOD~!" the voice cooed. The balloon inflated again, growing larger and larger until it was too big to contain the air inside it. The now-adult-sized balloon shook and trembled, only a few seconds away from bursting. All the kids quickly went back for safety, except for Trucy, who grinned wildly in anticipation."I'm so terribly sorry for making you and your dear friends wait for so long, but now it's time..."POP!The balloon exploded into a thick cloud of blue mist, covering the entire stage, much to the shock and awe of the people watching. It was then everyone saw a figure stepping out of the mist. A few of them, specifically Maya Fey and Iris Hawthorne, narrowed their eyes and were stunned upon realizing who it was."FOR YOU TO HAVE A GOOD TIME!" the figure shouted, raising her hands and revealing herself to be none other than Franziska von Karma, looking so unlike herself.Her grinning face was white with the makeup she wore, her lips as red as roses, which matched with the large, round, red nose she had. She wore a light blue suit and skirt that resembled her usual getup, long, dark blue and black stockings, white gloves, and large red clown shoes that squeaked with each wobbly step she made. With a giggle, she grinned widely to her audience, causing Trucy and many of the kids to look in awe."Hyuk! Hyuk! Hey there, kids~!" the prosecutor-turned-clown shouted merrily, taking a big step forward. "I hope you're ready to have fun, cuz FRAN-FRAN THE CLOWN IS HERE-!",The kids cheered, only for "Fran-Fran" to make a wrong step, causing her to trip and fall out of the stage, hitting the ground face first. Some of her clown equipment, such as a few horns and a whoopie cushion, fell out of her outfit and landed on the ground.Luckily, her clown nose prevented her face from getting, emitting a loud honk as it hit the ground. All of the adults, and even some of the kids, gasped and looked at Fran-Fran in concern...until she quickly got back to her feet, making her shoes honk as she jumped up and down."Don't worry boy and girls~!" she assured them, her grin still large. "It's going to take a lot more to hurt good ol' Fran-Fran! Hyuk! Hyuk!"All the children cheered, Trucy being the loudest, before going up to have fun with the energetic clown. Fran-Fran wasted no time and jumped back into the stage, quickly taking out an empty balloon and blowing it before turning it into balloon animals to give to the kids."A dog for you!" she shouted as she threw a balloon dog to one kid. She used that time to catch her breath and prepare another balloon. "Another dog for you!"She shouted over and over, giving as many kids balloons as her breath can allow her.Phoenix crossed his arms, impressed. This was starting good so far...After giving the ninth kid his balloon, Fran-Fran gasped for breath, only having one balloon left in her hand."And...now...for the...birth...day girl...!" Fran-Fran wheezed, taking out her last empty balloon and began blowing into it. Phoenix smiled to see Fran-Fran's efforts, but it fell when he saw Fran-Fran was blowing too much air inside the balloon.It grew longer and wider with each breath until...POP!Fran-Fran shrieked as the balloon popped in her face, causing her to tumble down and land on the whoopie cushion. Fran-Fran blushed as she felt her behind impact with the cushion, which let out a loud fart that echoed throughout the party. There was a moment of silence as everyone in the party stared at Fran-Fran for a few minutes..."Pff..." Trucy snickered, holding in her laughter for a few seconds before giggling. Fran-Fran then stood up and tried to take another step, only to step on one of her horns and trip again. This time she landed face-first on a creamed pie left there for the show."Hahahahahaha!" more children and some adults laughed and snickered at that.Fran-Fran groaned, standing up and wobbling about as she tried to wipe the whipped cream out of her stinging eyes, only to twirl around like a moron. To the audience, it looked like she was waddling about like a dancing penguin, making them laugh even harder."Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Fran-Fran thought with gritted teeth as she stilled waddled aimlessly, her arms now flailing around as she tried to find a rag to wipe off the cream blinding her. Come on! I'm on a stage! Where is it? Where is it!?Her arms moved below her and she smiled as she finally grabbed a cloth. She gave it a hard tug before managing to tear the rag off, smiling in relief as she began to wipe the cream off her eyes.It was then she heard a collective gasp from the audience watching her."What?" she snapped at them, only to realize they were all looking at her with a stunned expression. Some of them all had their jaws dropped, with some parents shielding the eyes of their kids.Fran-Fran raised a brow, confused at to why they were looking at her funny...until she felt that the air was too cold below her.Her eyes widened in horror as she glanced at the cloth she was holding and saw the fabric was her torn, light blue skirt.She squeaked in embarrassment as she desperately tried to cover the yellow clown panties she was wearing, her face flushing an intense red."Pff...Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Trucy could no longer control herself, feeling pain from her sides as her laughs filled the air.Slowly but surely, more and more children joined in laughing, and even the adults joined in. The entire party roared in laughter, hollering loudly and applauding Fran-Fran's performance thus far.Fran-Fran giggled nervously before shooting a glare at Phoenix, who could only shrug apologetically as he gave a small chuckle. Fran-Fran continued to glare at Phoenix, wanting nothing more than to whip him for putting her in this humiliating situation. Oh, not just whip him, but torture and put him in the same hell she's enduring now!Oh, how the idea of forcing that spiky-haired fool into a clown costume and whipping him repeatedly filled her with sadistic joy. Just the thought alone put a smile on her face, which most of the guests thought was part of her routine.Just you wait, Phoenix Wright! Fran-Fran declared in her mind. I'll get my vengeance on you once I get out of this! Just you-!"That was amazing, Ms. Fran-Fran!" the young Trucy Wright shouted happily, earning a surprised look from Fran-Fran. "Can you show us more of your tricks!""Yeah, you can't end the show now!" another kid shouted."You're the funniest person we've met!" another kid added."Yeah! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran! Fran-Fran!"Fran-Fran blinked, shocked at how many compliments these children were giving her. The adoration in their eyes, the genuine smiles on their faces...Despite how much she screwed up, these kids truly loved her routine. To the point, they wanted to see more even!How...How foolish of them! Fran-Fran thought bitterly, her teeth grinding. What kind of brats are you!? Finding pleasure in my pain! Oh, I would punish you if I could! But...Fran-Fran sighed. Mr. Phoenix Wright told me to entertain you foolishly foolish won the bet, so I have no choice...but to go on with the show.And with that, Fran-Fran stood up, continuing to make a foolish fool of herself, making the kids and even the adults of the party laugh as she jumped and danced like a total clownish buffoon.As this went on, Phoenix let out a sigh of relief, happy to see that the party was going better than he expected.. . .The next day...Franziska sighed in relief, stretching her back as she entered the Prosecutor's Office.Finally! I thought that party would never end, she thought to herself as she kept walking, not noticing the glances and stares she was receiving. Now that I'm finally free of that foolish clown job, I can finally get back to my true calling as a prosecutor.She then clenched her fist, the fires of vengeance burning inside her. You've made a fool of me for the last time, Phoenix Wright! You might have beaten me now, but I'll get you finally in our next-!"Oh my god! There she is!" a voice shouted from behind Franziska. "There's Fran-Fran!"Before Franziska could react to the mere mention of that horrid name, she was suddenly met with many prosecutors surrounding her and trying to grab at her. She tried to use her whip to scare them off, but one of them managed to grab it before she could have the chance to use it."I love your performance, Fran-Fran!" one prosecutor shouted. "I'd be honored if you hosted my son's birthday party!""Don't listen to him! Please host my daughter's birthday party!" another shouted. "I promise to give you double the amount of what Mr. Wright gave you!""I'll triple that amount if you go with me!""What are you foolish fools talking about!?" Franziska demanded. One of the lawyers then handed his phone to Franziska. Looking at it, her eyes widened in terror as she saw her antics as Fran-Fran the Clown had been recorded and sent to every media site imaginable. From Facebook to YouTube, the video of Fran-Fran's antics was viewed by the world, each of them earning thousands of likes and views.Franziska could barely believe how popular she had gotten with that stupid clown act alone. She originally had felt that once she was done with the clown act, she would just slip back into her normal life as a lawyer with no one remembering it.She saw now she was wrong.Everyone saw her now as Fran-Fran...Everyone was hiring her to continue playing as her in their kids' parties.And just by the prices these people were spouting, playing Fran-Fran was going to earn her money more than her actual prosecuting job.And now, with Franziska inside another dressing room, already clowned up and ready to entertain, only four words came out of her mouth as she glared at herself in the mirror..."DAMN YOU, PHOENIX WRIGHT!"

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