Back from Las Vegas; TAS parts 34-37 updated... · 6:08pm Jul 2nd, 2018
Not a winner, but I had a blast (pictures will be available in a future post), and I made some headway on Turnabout Storm chapter revamps as well. No less than four updated chapters were posted last night, meaning the entire story through Part 37 is now updated. Aside from the usual edits, I added some additional details in several places, including how and why Pinkie is able to do metalwork and regarding how exactly Twilight summoned Phoenix and The Judge originally:
He nodded as he stood back up and returned the Magatama to his inner jacket pocket. “Okay. But… now it’s your turn, Twilight. Since I told the truth and apologized, I expect the same from you.” he replied, crossing his arms and turning more serious.
“What? Why do I have to apologize?” Twilight asked, tilting her head up at him.
“Because you’re not a very good liar, Twilight Sparkle. Even without the Magatama, I could tell that you bringing me here from my own world last night was no accident. You summoned me here on purpose, didn’t you?” Phoenix confronted her, his expression turning very stern like he was interrogating a witness in court.
Twilight’s purple eyes widened in shock, her jaw falling open. NO! He knows! I promised the Princess…! she panicked, her legs going weak for a moment. She started trying to come up with a denial, but quickly realized there was no point—even if her own guilty reaction hadn’t given her away, he had the Magatama and would know she was hiding something from him when the psycho-locks appeared around her. “I’m… that bad at lying, huh?” she asked, her voice wan and beaten.
“Yeah, you’re about as thin as tissue paper,” he told her almost apologetically. “I mean, come on—an ‘identification spell’? I know you have magic here and all, but that sounds like something a third-grader came up with. Even as ignorant about magic as I still am, I didn’t need the Magatama to know that isn’t a real spell,” the human lawyer informed her.
Okay, so I’m BAD at improvising! Twilight shouted the excuse in her thoughts, blushing in embarrassment over her clumsy attempts to deceive the perceptive human lawyer. “I was told not to say anything… but I suppose I owe you an explanation,” she decided, taking a deep breath to steel herself for a confession, mentally apologizing to her mentor for having to break her word. “Just… please understand that it wasn’t my idea, Phoenix. The truth is that Princess Celestia herself told me to summon you and then play dumb,” she confessed, looking forlorn, her head bowed low as if in failure.
She sensed his eyes on her, studying her; she couldn’t help but flush again at his attention. “So you knowing my name, and having that badge prepared…?” he asked her next, and she confirmed his train of thought with a single jerky nod.
She gave a jerky nod. “Yeah. It all came from the Princess. The summon spell I used only requires a description unique to the individual, like ‘Phoenix Wright, attorney-at-law’ or ‘Phoenix Wright’s favorite Judge’. That's how I summoned His Honor here. A description like 'best defense attorney' wouldn't work anyway because that's a completely subjective determination for a spell that requires exact information to cast. But all that said, I swear, Phoenix… I had no idea you were going to be a human from another world!” she insisted, turning her conflicted purple eyes back on him. "If I did, I'd've had appropriate food and accommodations ready for you."
To her relief, he stopped pressing her, apparently accepting her explanation. “But… how does your princess even know me?” he wondered idly, taking his trademark hand-on-chin pondering expression again.
“I’m a bit sketchy on that detail as well…” she said, letting a note of exasperation at the Sun Princess’ coyness creep into her voice. Was THIS the joke, princess? That you knew I would like him? she was starting to suspect. “I found it really odd how she knew so much about you and how she was boasting about how good you were. Yet, last night… you acted like you’ve never seen a pony in your life before me,” Twilight recalled. “So, somehow, she knows of you even though you’ve clearly never met her.”
Those familiar with certain historical military lore may also get what's underlying how Pinkie named her golf clubs:
“Yeah! He’s—HEY THAT’S IT!!!!” Pinkie suddenly blurted out, pointing to Twilight’s saddlebags.
“Huh?” was all a dumbfounded Twilight could get out, looking back over her shoulder to see what Pinkie was referring to.
“You found it, Twilight! You found it!” Pinkie reared up and pinwheeled hind hooves in delight.
Twilight felt another headache starting to come on. “Pinkie, can you start making some sense please…?” she requested before belatedly remembering from whom she was requesting it. On the other hoof, look who you’re asking, Twilight…
“You found my Golf Club! I’ve been looking for it for days!” Pinkie claimed, plucking out the burned metal stick from Twilight’s saddlebag and hugging it affectionately.
Twilight stared at it in disbelief, sharing another glance with Apple Bloom. “You’re saying this miserable looking stick… is a golf club?” She raised an eyeridge, not sure why Pinkie Pie would invent one—the nearest golf course was in Canterlot, quite a distance away.
Pinkie winked again as she held the stick up for inspection. “Yup-yup! Here, Twilight, let me introduce you to my greatest invention! This is the Pinkie Iron Mk. V!” the party pony claimed as she raised it up proudly, holding it high for the two ponies to see. “I’ve nicknamed it ‘The Panther’!”
“Wow! Ah didn’t know ya were a blacksmith, Pinkie Pie!” Apple Bloom was genuinely impressed.
“Well, of course, silly! We had to make our own tools on my family’s rock farm, you know! I keep my forging gear in my top secret party-planning cave beneath Sugar Cube Corner!”
Yes, I'm shameless. 
Not for coming up with this one, but for shamelessly stealing it from AJ_Aficionado, who made the joke in the comments section of the google doc. I thought it was brilliant and ran with it, so to him goes all the credit. If you don't get the reference, look up German tanks in WWII.
Usual thanks go to him, Silentwoodfire, and Denim_Blue for the revamped chapter prereads and editing pass. And everyone is, of course, welcome to read the updated chapters at leisure. We're now more than halfway through the story!
Glad you had a good time
I wonder about the size of her 8-iron? Fronking massive, I'd bet!
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Thanks! Pics will be available shortly for anyone who's remotely interested.
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Oh, I'd say about 7.023m long x 128mm wide!
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Nice :)