Fricka: "How's progress?"
Mr Krabs then hands me a map, it shows all the factories in the city.
I don't have my illusion powers anymore, so I should go to the smallest one, but the impact will be smaller… I am unsure of what to do.
I should go to the big one.
Fricka: "Thank you so much, I won't disappoint you, and you haven't disappointed me."
I went and followed the map around the city, and walked seeing the landmarks around, and went before this factory, hidden underground. There was no label showing it was a KFC factory, so I knew this was the one.
I crept inside, I could hear water boiling, the bubbles popping as mixtures mixed to make the sufficient ingredients for meth.
It was very quiet, I could only hear the ambient noises of the machines operating, I knew there were some lab operators here somewhere, so I had to keep watch.
I go hide behind this cauldron, and see two scientists pass by, it was Carlos and Professor Weed! Wait, if this is their factory, they could help me, right?
Oh wait shit, Carlos wants me taken to Gustavo, he won't help me at all… well I'll just make sure they go into another room so I can pass by.
When they went into the other room, I slid behind the rest of the machines, and through this door. It led to some metal stairs, I took one step and it made a loud noise, I'm sure they heard it.
Do I hide? Or do I run for it?
Professor Weed: "Who the hell is on the stairs? Thought it was just us two."
Carlos: "Let's go see, probably that fucking homeless guy, he always somehow finds his way in like bruh."
I RUN FOR IT.
I sprint up the stairs and go through a door, leading me to a shady catwalk above the lab, I could feel it collapsing at any moment.
As my pace picked up, Carlos' pace picked up as he realized it was an intruder.
Professor Weed saw me up in the catwalk, SHIT!
Professor Weed: "Wait a minute, it's that Fricka guy."
Carlos: "Get him now."
I went through the catwalk to the place you'd expect to have the formula, but it was empty.
Carlos and Jesse were on the other side of the catwalk, and there was no exit for me other than jumping.
Wait a minute, that room they entered before, could it be that one?
I jump down in an epic and badass way only to hurt my ankle really badly.
Fricka: "SHIT! AH FUCK! AAAAAAAAAA"
Carlos: "Yep that's him, get down quick, QUICK BRUH!"
With my remaining strength, I get up, and go through the door, locking it behind me.
Now, let's look through this room baby.
There was a bunch of boring nerd shit for scientists creating meth, nothing of my interest really.
Wait no am I retarded THAT IS MY FUCKING INTEREST, that is where the formula would be.
I take the book expecting it to be the one with the formula, and so I go out the door to see…
WHAT THE FUCK SINCE WHEN DID I GET 5 STARS ON GTA BRO
There were helicopters everywhere, surrounding the place, cars covering every corner so I couldn't escape, a whole SWAT team entering the building.
Oh fuck oh shit.
WHERE THE FUCK DID CARLOS AND PROFESSOR WEED GO?!
???: "You're coming with me, pal."
Fricka: "I'm not your fucking pal who do you think I am?"
???: "Meth manufacturer."
Fricka: "WHAT?"
???: "I'll be taking you to the detention centre for some questions, then I'll tell you what I know."
They always fucking say that but it's always a fucking lie, they don't say shit.
--20 minutes of driving later--
???: "So pal, what were you doing in that meth lab?"
Fricka: "Lawyer."
???: "You don't need a fucking lawyer pal."
Fricka: "Lawyer."
???: "Bro just shut the fuck up I want to go on my lunch break I don't got any time for this lawyer shit."
Fricka: "Lawyer."
???: "BRO I WILL CRACK YOUR SKULL OPEN IF YOU SAY LAWYER AGAIN, PAL!"
Fricka: "Lawyer."
???: "Ah for fucks sake, just give him a Lawyer, I'll be back with some coffee and donuts."
Saul Goodman: "Hey hey hey, am I late for the party?"
Fricka: "Lawyer."
Saul Goodman: "Hey mate, I am your lawyer so you don't need to say that shit again."
Fricka: "Where's Phoenix Wright?"
Saul Goodman: "Yeah pretty much he uh, declined since he got another case."
Fricka: "And what case?"
--Somewhere else--
Acro: "...thus it would be unrealistic for me to drop the bust on him. Don't you think?"
Phoenix: "OBJECTION! Your honor this testimony clearly contradicts the evidence!"
Judge: "N o"
Phoenix: "FUCK!"
--Back to Fricka--
Fricka: "Oh you're joking me."
Saul Goodman: "Just stay calm, that Detective Gumshoe will come back in any second. We'll start our plan from there."