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(I am sorry for all that blur of words up there but it's just in case that this document actually gets into the hands of the writers of the Anime/Manga of Detective Conan. Also, I just wanted to let you all know that I have not read any of the Detective Conan manga or seen the Japanese version of the Detective Conan Anime. The only one that I have seen is the American dubbed version of Detective Conan, so even though I do know the Japanese names it will be much easier for me to say them in English. Thank you and sorry if this is a problem for you.)
Chapter 1: Boring Elementary School Day
Conan sat at his desk as he looked down at his paper on his desk. The teacher had given out a test that gave out several mathematical problems for them to solve. Of course Conan being who he was had solved them right away while the rest of his classmates sat at their desks biting their pencils and tapping their fingers on the desk trying to figure out what Conan already had completed. Conan looked at the clock above the teacher's desk on the wall watching the clock as it seemed to slow down until what looked like it wasn't moving.
Mitsuhiko looked over to see that Conan had already completed the entire test and was very unhappy for that. Before Conan had come to this class he was always the one to finish first and everyone looked up to him but now since Conan's arrival he gets the entire spotlight. Mitsuhiko completed the last question on the test and was the second one to be done. Mitsuhiko made sure the teacher wasn't looking and spoke to Conan.
"Conan. Conan.", Mitsuhiko said.
Mitsuhiko had to keep his voice so low that it took him a while to get Conan's attention. "Conan." Conan looked over to see Mitsuhiko practically yelling. "What Mitsuhiko? If you talk any louder you will get us in trouble." Mitsuhiko looked at Conan. Mitsuhiko knew that they have taken worse risks than getting caught talking in class. "Conan, I just finished my test and was wondering if I could compare answers with you." Conan looked skeptical but slipped his answer sheet low below the desks over to Mitsuhiko.
Mitsuhiko was happy that Conan let him look. He wanted to find that all of the answers on Conan's test were wrong and his were all right but when he looked at Conan's sheet he couldn't even make out what it said. There were so many complex equations that proved that Conan Edogawa could be the next child prodigy.
"Conan, what is this?", Mitsuhiko said.
Conan wondered what Mitsuhiko was talking about until he saw the differences between his and Mitsuhiko's test paper. Conan was worried that someone might think he is too smart and might tell the newspaper about him drawing attention to himself.
"Umm, no it's nothing. I was just playing around that could never be my actual work.", Conan said.
Mitsuhiko looked suspiciously at Conan as he erased all the things he had written and made it look like Mitsuhiko's paper. If the teacher had gotten a hold of what Conan had originally put he would know that more than half of his work was done using advanced quadratic equations.
Soon after the teacher collected the papers from all the students and placed them on his desk. After the teacher sat down the test papers he began to speak to the class about their English assignment for homework but before he could finish the bell had rung and the students rushed out of the classroom except for Conan, Mitsuhiko, Genta, and Ayumi. Ayumi looked outside to see that there was plenty of daylight left and it was Friday so they had the whole weekend and they could all stay out later.
"Come on you boys. We can still make it to the Arcade before they get really busy.", Ayumi said.
All of the boys agreed and most of them began to walk out. As for Genta he started to run because he knew that at the Arcade was a small food court which was his favorite place to eat. Conan sighed.
"Once again, Genta puts his stomach before his mind.", Conan said.
::Chapter 2: The Arcade::
(I am sorry for all that blur of words up there but it's just in case that this document actually gets into the hands of the writers of the Anime/Manga of Detective Conan. Also, I just wanted to let you all know that I have not read any of the Detective Conan manga or seen the Japanese version of the Detective Conan Anime. The only one that I have seen is the American dubbed version of Detective Conan, so even though I do know the Japanese names it will be much easier for me to say them in English. Thank you and sorry if this is a problem for you.)
Chapter 1: Boring Elementary School Day
Conan sat at his desk as he looked down at his paper on his desk. The teacher had given out a test that gave out several mathematical problems for them to solve. Of course Conan being who he was had solved them right away while the rest of his classmates sat at their desks biting their pencils and tapping their fingers on the desk trying to figure out what Conan already had completed. Conan looked at the clock above the teacher's desk on the wall watching the clock as it seemed to slow down until what looked like it wasn't moving.
Mitsuhiko looked over to see that Conan had already completed the entire test and was very unhappy for that. Before Conan had come to this class he was always the one to finish first and everyone looked up to him but now since Conan's arrival he gets the entire spotlight. Mitsuhiko completed the last question on the test and was the second one to be done. Mitsuhiko made sure the teacher wasn't looking and spoke to Conan.
"Conan. Conan.", Mitsuhiko said.
Mitsuhiko had to keep his voice so low that it took him a while to get Conan's attention. "Conan." Conan looked over to see Mitsuhiko practically yelling. "What Mitsuhiko? If you talk any louder you will get us in trouble." Mitsuhiko looked at Conan. Mitsuhiko knew that they have taken worse risks than getting caught talking in class. "Conan, I just finished my test and was wondering if I could compare answers with you." Conan looked skeptical but slipped his answer sheet low below the desks over to Mitsuhiko.
Mitsuhiko was happy that Conan let him look. He wanted to find that all of the answers on Conan's test were wrong and his were all right but when he looked at Conan's sheet he couldn't even make out what it said. There were so many complex equations that proved that Conan Edogawa could be the next child prodigy.
"Conan, what is this?", Mitsuhiko said.
Conan wondered what Mitsuhiko was talking about until he saw the differences between his and Mitsuhiko's test paper. Conan was worried that someone might think he is too smart and might tell the newspaper about him drawing attention to himself.
"Umm, no it's nothing. I was just playing around that could never be my actual work.", Conan said.
Mitsuhiko looked suspiciously at Conan as he erased all the things he had written and made it look like Mitsuhiko's paper. If the teacher had gotten a hold of what Conan had originally put he would know that more than half of his work was done using advanced quadratic equations.
Soon after the teacher collected the papers from all the students and placed them on his desk. After the teacher sat down the test papers he began to speak to the class about their English assignment for homework but before he could finish the bell had rung and the students rushed out of the classroom except for Conan, Mitsuhiko, Genta, and Ayumi. Ayumi looked outside to see that there was plenty of daylight left and it was Friday so they had the whole weekend and they could all stay out later.
"Come on you boys. We can still make it to the Arcade before they get really busy.", Ayumi said.
All of the boys agreed and most of them began to walk out. As for Genta he started to run because he knew that at the Arcade was a small food court which was his favorite place to eat. Conan sighed.
"Once again, Genta puts his stomach before his mind.", Conan said.
::Chapter 2: The Arcade::