What and Ashtray Can do to you

by MiniBlackRaven

Just something cool I did in Creative Writing Club. Not really long, but I had fun with it. Hope you like the ending. PS Don't skip to the ending just because. PPS No Detective Conan characters were hurt in the making of this story except the victum

Came up with this in Creative Writing Club. The prompt was to write about an ashtray, but I hate smoking. The next thing I though of was …this. Background info: an artist who was having an affair killed the lady he was having an affair with. Reed volume 13 around chapter 126 of Case Closed/ Detective Conan to get the full story. Tell me what you think. Thank everybody! (Note: reed aloud with expression)

Disclaimer: I only own volumes 1-20 of Case Closed and a Conan pin. Besides that I don't own any part of it.

What's he doing? I don't like the way he's staring at me. What the hell? Hey lady, watch out! WAM Ugh, what happened. Oh, no. Don't tell me, I killed her. Hey you, yeah you with the beard and the receding hairline. What the hell did you do that for, huh? No, no don't go away. Hey, put to phone down I'm talking to you. … What the hell you, why did you ask for a delivery boy to come to a crime scene. Shouldn't you call the police? Okay, not that's just wrong. …Just because you couldn't take you're eyes off of her and decided to have a stupid affair doesn't mean that you can. …Hey, what are you doing? You're wiping away the evidence! Hey hey, what the crystal will ya'. Good now I finally have a nice view. Any why are you putting glasses on her? Dude, she has contact in incase you didn't notice. Fine don't listen to me. Why do you string and a futon? Okay, okay that makes sense. What is this about the contact solution? It's in the refrigerator you dummy. Okay now middle shelf, there you go nice and,…Hey what the? Oh, now I see. Okay looks like a nice operation. Of course you left your fingerprints everywhere and tons of evidence. Well don't respect my citizen if you don't want it. I'm just saying that you're really sloppy. Not to mention the nail polish on your finger and your toe. Fine, go ahead and make it look like a suicide. You're still going to get in trouble for murdering her. Quit looking at me like that. You're the one who picked me up and smashed her skull with my crystal bottom. Fine leave, and don't ever forget that I, a simple ashtray, helped you create this murderous disorder.