Oh Boy…
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Detective Conan, those rights belong to Gosho Aoyama.
Shinichi forced his eyes open, and was met with hazily blurred vision. The room tilted a bit when he turned his head, revealing closed blinds and a bed. Realizing that he was in the spare bedroom of Dr. Agasa's house, Shinichi propped himself up from the floor. He paused when he realized that his shirt was a little too broad in the shoulders and that his pants would probably fall off if he stood up. "Ack, I'm not big enough…and so another antidote bites the dust," Shinichi muttered, just slightly aggravated. Another spin of the room made Shinichi groan while wondering why he was so disoriented anyway? Finally getting to his feet, Shinichi mustered enough strength to open the door and holler to Haibara in a high pitched voice, "Oi, I think something went wrong!"
Part of his mind nagged that first, his voice had not sounded like that, even in his childhood, and second, was his hair longer, and lighter? A startled gasp from the other end of the hallway caught Shinichi's attention. Haibara was sort of pale, although a slightly amused expression was pasted on her face? Noting the curious, if not worrisome, expression on her face he stated, "I don't think I'm old enough, my clothes don't really fit." A snort from Ai worried him further, "I'm not going to like this, at all, am I?" he muttered in a somewhat annoyed tone.
"Oh, I doubt you will," was Ai's now sarcastic reply.
All the others heard was a very high pitched shriek exclaiming "I'm a what!?" Instantly, four very confused heads turned towards the lab.