I have no idea what I'm doing somebody please kill me

[un_worthy]

[Well, this was quite the pickle. There's no way this was the same place all those brochures talked about, but the names matched up and there was already a shiny new office waiting for him to get settled.

The pictures Edgeworth had seen of this place looked a lot less... Gray. This would not do. Obviously he had found the wrong school because following the map he had (an old copy that came with the brochure) was just leading him around in circles. TCH this was ridiculous and a complete waste of time. But upon trying to stomp his way back to the headmaster's office, it became increasingly clear that he had no clue where he was. ... ... ... It looked like now was as good a time as any to get acquainted with the locals.]

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Could you tell me how to reach... [He squints at his papers...] Headmaster... Hand? [This was going to be one of those days, wasn't it.]

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[un_worthy]

[...Ah, she was staring, wasn't she? He straightened up and dusted off his suit jacket as if he was trying to pretend he didn't almost have a heart attack a second ago.]

...Ahem. ... Those were your parents?

[fatedred]

[She nodded.] They're thinking about putting me in this school.

[But then she tilted her head, what about you, mister? She was surprised about the giant hand too, but she thought the other teachers would be just as strange, not just a man in a pinkish suit.]

[un_worthy]

And they see no problems with the existence of a large talking hand.

[WAS HE STUCK IN BIZARRO WORLD...? And why was she staring at him like that?]

What is it?