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The Oldbag Apocalypse - Ch. 12Creeping out of the prison gates and into an area that was strangely quiet despite being infested by a multitude of Pink Badgers was, to all involved, terrifying.The Oldbag Apocalypse - Ch. 12 by charcargo
They'd of course taken precautions. They knew that above all, the Oldbags longed for Edgeworth, and any association with him was going to land them into a world of trouble. If one cravat could cause a broken arm, then the situation was dire enough to make them wary. After each took a quick shower and put on some freshly washed spare guard uniforms, they felt confident enough that they'd disguised any trace of the prosecutor on them.
Hopefully, that would not make them a target.
Upon hearing the creaking of the gate, the badger heads turned towards them. The few Oldbags that did have their faces exposed initially expressed anger at being disturbed, then only mild interest. Finally, presumably upon realising that the object they desired was not present and that the prison gates were yet again closed, they ignored the newcomers.
The Oldbag Apocalypse - Ch. 11Madeline was lying on the table, allowing her arm to be X-rayed and trying not to wriggle too much. She winced as the medical officer adjusted her arm. "Are we done?" She felt absolutely terrible about leaving Kay with Edgeworth and when Gumshoe had come running after them, she had practically face-palmed.The Oldbag Apocalypse - Ch. 11 by charcargo
"Just about," the medical officer assured her.
"Does it hurt, sir?" Gumshoe asked quietly, crammed in a chair too small for his large body.
Madeline turned her head so that she could see him without moving her arm. "Yes, Detective, yes it does. Now please be quiet and reflect on how you should have listened to my instructions and stayed back, because if salary mattered at this point, you'd be getting a severe cut."
The detective fell quiet and Madeline immediately felt guilty. Before she could say anything, however, the officer gestured to her that she was finished.
"I guess we should head back, huh, sir?" Gumshoe said, getting to his feet.
"Yes," Madeline agreed. The pair began to w
AA - The Oldbag Apocalypse, Ch. 10The two made their way quietly over to the prison entrance while trying not to throw anxious glances over their shoulders. They arrived in front of it, and Kay tried to open the door only to find that it was locked tight.AA - The Oldbag Apocalypse, Ch. 10 by charcargo
It was honestly to be expected, but it worried her. What if nobody saw them? What if they were locked out for good?
She could hear the Oldbags collecting just outside the gate, strange whining noises coming from their mouths at the sight of Edgeworth's car. They knew he was here. What if they found a way in? They'd be safe in the prison building itself, but not so much outside.
"How did the others get in?" Kay muttered, knocking on the door loudly. She was well and truly on edge now.
But she hadn't a reason to be. In the next moment, the door swung open, and somebody gasped. "Kay! Madeline! Pals, I'm so relieved you're okay!"
They were both pulled inside, Gumshoe's beaming face welcoming them, and the door was slammed shut. Kay smiled as he hugged her, glad to see her
The Oldbag Apocalypse - Ch. 9Everyone slowly climbed into Edgeworth's bright red car, laden down with the rest of the supplies - although there wasn't too much left - and anything valuable from the office. Phoenix had to tug Charley gently away from a sniffling Maya. Gumshoe was carefully folding a map, the most direct route to the prison clearly marked in red.The Oldbag Apocalypse - Ch. 9 by charcargo
Standing next to the crowded car were both Madeline and Kay, both looking somewhat grim but trying to put on a smile as they wished the others well. They didn't want to be talked out of doing this at any cost.
Everything was prepared, aside from one tiny thing. Kay had been considering for a while now just what it was they would take from Edgeworth. It had to be something portable, something he often had on him so it would definitely have his scent. Something the Oldbags would recognise.
There was a very clear answer.
"Madeline," she said quietly. "We need to get his cravat. Do you think you could distract him for a moment?" She was trying to keep her tone