That's what happens when your older sister is too much like your smartass dad.
“Welcome to my family, where you’re either smart, or a smartass.”
“SIXTEEN YEAR OLD GIRLS AREN’T MEANT TO BE ADORABLE! THEY’RE MEANT TO BE FEARED!” She says, at a very threatening 5 feet tall.
“WOAHHH, watch out, everyone: we got a badass over here!”
“...My own sister’s mocking me.”
“SIXTEEN YEAR OLD GIRLS AREN’T MEANT TO BE ADORABLE! THEY’RE MEANT TO BE FEARED!” She says, at a very threatening 5 feet tall.
“…You’re joking, right?”
“Promise me that you won’t do anything without my knowledge, and I may let you join.”
“Fiiine.”
“..I was eight years old.”
“You are forbidden to travel anywhere. Forever. End of story.”
“...You’re joking, right?”
“Can I come?”
“…So that you can flee to another country without my permission again? No.”
“..I was eight years old.”
“…I need a vacation.”
“Can I come?”
“H-HEY! You’re the one who poses as a rooster in court, so no wonder why people know you! It’s just because of how you look and not your talents~!”
“….Who saved a whole country and overthrew a corrupt monarchy at the same time? I could be considered a legendary lawyer at this point, looks aside~.”
“...You also could of died, without my Dad. Just saying, you so got help from him.”
“I’ll totally be the next great attorney!~ Athena Cykes? Apollo Justice? Never heard of them.”
“Good luck with that. Rooting for you.”
“...I don’t feel the support, Ade.”
“I’ll totally be the next great attorney!~ Athena Cykes? Apollo Justice? Never heard of them.”
“Never heard of this Adrianne Wright in my entire life. Guess that’s what happens when you’re a veteran lawyer that doesn’t deal with amateurs, huh?”
“H-HEY! You’re the one who poses as a rooster in court, so no wonder why people know you! It’s just because of how you look and not your talents~!”
“I’ll totally be the next great attorney!~ Athena Cykes? Apollo Justice? Never heard of them.”
@praepcsitus (shhh yang, idgaf if you never agreed to this, but im dragging your son ;D)
“Uncle Miles, is it me, or whenever I see you, which is rare, your fluffy frilly thing just grows fifty inches. It needs a trim, before you become a walking frill machine, and I don’t want an uncle who is basically a frill machine.”
I swear, u are starting to be so much more like Simon: are we sure HE'S not your father?! ;P
“I’m sure he’s just one of my many uncles~! After all, I’m not as weebish like he is!”