...broke into a fit of sobbing.

(Originally written by Guyman on Writing.com)

Apollo tried to say something, tried to comprehend the situation. What would this mean for him? Could he go back? What would happen to his passport? Would he ever be able to find this brand of lipstick again? All these thoughts and more swirled through his head, simultaneous and conflicting and successive. This clamor was so overwhelming, that when Athena poked him on the shoulder and asked, "You okay?" It all came out.

Athena had no idea what had happened, so the girl-she-thought-was-Apollo's outburst was surprising, to say the least. After the newly pink lawyer had spouted out a list of increasingly desperate questions — one of which was about her new shoes, oddly enough — he collapsed into her arms, sobbing. The next fifteen minutes consisted of comforting the curled up mass of pink on the couch, mostly through soothing pats and whispered assurances that everything was going to be alright.

Finally, Apollo sat up on the couch, cleared his throat, and hugged Athena. ('I can't believe he has bigger boobs than me now', she thought, the offending objects tightly pressed against her.) "Thanks, 'Thena." he said plaintively. He danced a pink nail around his equally pink lips, trying to think of what to say. "I know that this little guy," He fished Twidget from its comfortable lodging in his chest. "Prob'ly had something to do with... this." Apollo pointed at himself, finger unintentionally trained at his large new assets. "So I was thinking that all we need to do is play some recordings of me!" He finished, with a bright smile. He grimaced for a second and shook his head, pink tresses fanning out. When he opened his eyes again, they seemed... clearer. "Sorry, Athena, head's doing weird things to me." He noticed Athena fidgeting around a bit. "...Whats up?"

Athena gulped and gave Apollo the bad news. "I requisitioned court recordings of your cases, but they're going to be here in three days. We just have Phoenix's cuz he made copies of them a long time ago." Apollo's left eye twitched involuntarily. Seeing this, Athena quickly went into damage control. "But there's still stuff we can do! We could ________!" To her surprise, at her suggestion, Apollo giggled and nodded, a slightly vacant look on his face. Looks like they had plans for the weekend.