Phoenix and Painted

by finalforce12

Rating: everyone
Tags: Adventure, Crossover, Comedy
Length: 328

What if there was a different destiny for Painted Melody?

Painted Melody, the Element of Creativity, best friend to Emma/Rosey Sweetness, and has a mountain load of secrets. But what if her entire destiny was changed? What if she had a different last name that wasn't Melody at all? What if she was a ace attorney and had a secret brother? This is the story of Painted's second life.

This is an alternate journey from Adventures in Equestria.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-07-01 08:30:37 UTC

A Changed Destiny

Hi, my name is Painted Melody. I am an ace attorney at law, and I have the greatest brother ever! My brother is Phoenix Wright, and he is super kind to me, well duh! We are attorneys at law, and we love to be around each other! But one day, we were summoned by a unicorn named Twilight Sparkle for some murder and missing cases. It was fun to say the least until we were turned into....-sighs- ponies.....

Twilight told us that a new spell popped into that wacky, sick head of hers, and me and Phoenix were the perfect people for the job. A few minutes later and POOF! I felt weird, and everything, including Twilight, was huge! Phoenix was the only pony who met with eye contact, and Spike.....sorta....

I was a filly... At first I was a mare, then after 45 seconds, I shrunk in size..... "GAH! WHY DID THIS HAPPEN, TWI?!" I cried, while Phoenix was still trying to figure it out. "Quit the staring and let's see what we CAN do." I snapped at Phoenix. Phoenix looked shocked, but I've yelled at him 1 too many times when it came to investigating crimes. Turns out my yelling improved the investigation. "Alright. Hey Twi? What do fillies and colts do?" Phoenix asked, while I was still shocked on the event that recently happened. "Well, foals like you two go to the local Ponyville schoolhouse or the Ponyville park. While some foals go looking for their cutie marks." Twilight explained. I was shocked on how many things foals COULD do, rather on what they SHOULD do...

I grabed Phoenix's tail and dragged him to the schoolhouse, it was a full house with only 2 seats left, in the middle no less: one in the front and one in the middle... I took the front. I saw a filly wearing a tiara and she kept calling me and my brother "blank flanks"...