Upon entering the court room, Mina saw Lou Farabutto sitting behind her beloved prosecutor, William "Blind" Justice. He seemed completely blind to the fact that Farabutto was a kidnapper and blackmailer who had completely tied her hands so she would fail this trial.

"He's gonna have more fun than usual stomping on me," Mina bemoaned to herself. "I just hope he wore his leather boots!"

The rookie attorney turned her head to her client. Winona flanked her to the left as they walked down the aisle.

"But I can't give up on her and Chet," she said. "Just need to find that opening to let justice shine through."

As she reached the front of the room, she was greeted by Justice Divine Justice…or rather, sharply accosted by the old judge. "It's about time, Miss Hawkins! Some of us have lives outside the courtroom you know. I have a date after this with a Snail-eye-steak at Les Schargo's after this!"

"I'm sorry I'm late!" Mina said, blushing profusely.

"You will be once I'm finished schooling you, rookie!" Blind Justice called out from across the room.

"That's one schoolin' I'd be early for!" Mina grinned before earning a scowl from the judge. She immediately planted her rear in her seat.

Blind Justice cocked his head to the side, allowing his shiny brown hair to hang out. He recited Farabutto's case without any aid. "Your honor, my client, esteemed actor, Lou Farabutto, and beloved Hario Bros star, has had an item of great importance stolen from him…"

The judge, reserving her only sweetness for her grandson spoke kindly. "And what is that, my dearie dear?"

Lou Farabutto leaped to his feet, making a video game jumping sound with his mouth. "Thatta is very-a personal to me! So personal, I cannot replace eet!"

"Well…" the judge asked, raising her eyebrows. "We're waiting, you goomba…"

Lou's mustache bristled as he bit his lips. At last he sighed. "My treasured SWES cartridge of Super Hario Bros 2: Pizza Panic!"

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Mina's eyes nearly bugged out of her head. "What's so special about that?! You're really going to go to court over…"

"Order!" the Justice shouted, silencing Mina. "Defense, don't make me court marshal you!"

That caused Mina to button her lip faster than a flannel shirt, but much to her surprise, the justice turned to Lou. "You do realize Mr. Goomba, that you're suing someone over a replaceable video game right? It'd cost less money to buy a new one than take this woman to court…"

Lou took off his white plumbers cap, holding it in front of him. "But you see, Queen Koopa," he said sincerely. "This was not-a an ordinary cartridge. It was plated solid gold and given to me by Wintendo themselves for my work witha them! I cannot just replace it. It would cost too many coins…er I mean dollars!"

The judge nodded. "Very well. Willy, you may allow your client to testify."

Blind Justice allowed his client on the stand. Due to his shortness, Farabutto kept doing his patented video game jumps and noises until Blind gave him a chair to stand on.

"Wonderful!" he exclaimed and proceeded to talk to the audience, while holding his hat earnestly. Suddenly, he turned it backwards and placed it on his head, resembling a middle aged plumber trying to get down with the kids.

"Hey Pisanos, it's time for a testimony in rap form: I call it Lou Farabutto's super rap!"

Much to everyone's astonishment, the famous actor began beatboxing on the stand.

"Yo it'sa me, Lou from the Hario Bros

With the mustache and the big nose,

I once was a top VA til an overpaid christian actor

Put me on skid rows!

Now I sell games, arcade machines with famous names

And even old gaming magazines I like to frame

I once had a beautiful cartridge both grand and gold

Wintendo gave it to me and me alone or so I was told

But then, a brash hip young man, so bold

Stole it from me, took it into his greedy hold!

Now his scary girlfriend won't give it back,

And so, court of law was my only attack

Give me that gold cartridge, you dreary curser

Or I will rap a hundred more song verses"

There were frantic pleas from the audience for Winona to turn herself in. Someone had even broken a ketchup packet to claim their ears were bleeding.

"My lawd. Those are some busted plumber rhymes," Mina muttered.

"That's a wrap," Blind Justice said to his client.

"Why thank you!" Lou said, bowing. "I improvised it all myself."

"No…" Blind responded, coldly. "I mean, that's a wrap. I may be blind but I am still cursed to hear that abominable poetry! Allow to me to question the first witness so I don't have to hear anymore!"

"Fine…" Lou muttered. "Letsa do it!"

Blind Justice clapped his hands, and arriving in a lumberjack flannel pantsuit was none other than the buck toothed hipster chick from the Le Coffee Shoppe!

She nearly hissed with delight when she took the stand. "Oh Winona," she smirked. "It's time to testify against you... before it was cool!"