The judge, Nine-chan noticed, was Airichan. She called for attention.  "Bring in the accused," Airichan said.
"Bring in the accused!" shouted 50YenCoin, standing guard.
In came Rokusho, escorted by guards.
Airichan turned to the prosecution lawyer. "Read the accusations," she said in her most stern mother voice.
LionChica5, dressed in long, red robes, opened a scroll and read it aloud.

The Queen of Hearts baked some tarts one fine Queensday.

The King of Hearts stole those tarts
And ate them all away.

"'Ate them all away?'" questioned Airichan, narrowing her eyes.
LionChica5 nodded.  "Yes, ma'am. Precisely, ma'am," she studdered.
Airichan nodded sharply, turning to the jury that consisted of OwlScratch, Tollie01, and LittleBro, as well as, to Nine-chan's shock, Calamari's Bob, MrGBH's Amy-chan, and the cast of Nazi squirrels.
"Write this down," Airichan ordered.
"OBJECTION, YOUR HONOR!" cried a voice, followed by the  a crack of a whip.
"What is it, ForTheCraic?" asked Airichan asked, wearily.
Nine-chan nearly laughed out loud, seeing her friend again, a lawyer, and, by the looks of it, cosplaying as Franziska Von Karma from Pheonix Right.

"Rokusho is not guilty of such an offensive crime!" stated ForTheCraic.
"Any witnesses? Exhibits?" questioned Lion.
"May I, Your Honor?" asked Craic. Airi gave a tired nod. Criac turned to Yen, shouting, "Bring in the witness!"
"Bring in the witness!" Yen yelled out the door. From the audiance, Grinzor hopped down, causing a few to chuckle at Yen's blunder.
"Have a seat, have a seat," murmured Airichan, waving her hand for someone to get a chair for him, waiting for him to sit down. 

"Now," she continued, turning to Craic, "interrogate."
Craic turned to Calamari and bowed.  "Your Squidness," she began, "may I be as so bold to ask, at what time and place did you bake those tarts?"
"I left them out to cool on the windowsill at precisely two fifty-nine. I left, and by three, they were gone."
"So you are saying that the tarts were indeed stolen in that time?" asked Craic.
"OBJECTION!" shouted Lion, angrily, turning to Airi. "She's leading the witness, Your Honor."
"Stop leading the witness, Craic dear," murmured Airi.
"I'm sorry. So, the tarts were left on the sill at two fifty-nine and gone by three?" asked Craic.
"That's what I just said," Calamari replied bitterly. Craic politely nodded, moving to Grinzor.
"Where were you at precisely three o’ clock? And, please, no dwarf speak; this court, I'm afraid, isn't bilingual," said Craic apologetically.
"OBJECTION!" said Lion. "I'm a certified translator."
"Sorry, don't trust you enough for this," Craic said dully. "So, White Rabbit?"
"I was just headin' this way, hoppin' as fast a' I could," said Grinzor slowly, his accent thick and bitter. "My clock here said three o’ clock."
"So you were in the forest?" asked Craic.
"LEADING THE WITNESS!" shouted the jury and LionChica as ForTheCraic cringed.
"Sorry," she said, turning to Grinzor.
"Yea, I was," he said, ignoring the jury.
"Do you have any proof of that?" asked LionChica.
"May I now present Exhibit A, Your Honor?" asked Craic, holding out Grinzor's enormous clock.
"You see the time here? 3:00," she said, booming loudly.
"But that was forty-one minutes ago; it surely can't be three o' clock now," protested LionChica.
"Objection, Your Honor!" shouted Craic, her voice hoarse. "I'd like to speak with Her Majesty again."
"Very well," sighed Cal, putting away the book she was reading. "What is it?"
"What is Law 23, Act 42, of Today’s Proclamations?"
"'That all Time will be the Time of exactly Three o' Clock in the Afternoon and no other,'" recited Calamari.
Nine-chan sighed and rolled her eyes.  Another absurd law.
"And may I present to the jury again the clock? Three o' clock precisely. Therefore, I come to the conclusion the White Rabbit wasn't lying, because he said he was in the forest earlier at three, and it always has been three today," said ForTheCraic, triumphantly.  The jury clapped. Airichan waved her hand for silence.
"That's all very well," remarked LionChica, "but are there any witnesses?"
"A witness for the witness?" murmured ForTheCraic, turning to Grinzor, who nodded toward Nine-chan.
"That be the girl who was stalking me all afternoon; ask her," he said.