This fic was inspired by a comment a friend made when I was trying to craft my own Kaito Kid heist riddle (for another fic that I'm working on, coming soon, hope you don't mind the shameless plug)
Anyway, I was bouncing ideas off her, and trying to figure out if what I had was too hard, too easy, or what, when she mentioned that she could totally envision Kaito trying to come up with riddles. And of course he can't ask anyone for help or opinions, poor thing! D:
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Revision
Kaito chewed the end of his pencil. The teacher droned on about something having to do with history. Or maybe they had moved on to math already. He wasn't sure.
What's a good metaphor for an emerald? he wondered idly. Maybe some kind of plant, that would make you think green… but isn't that too obvious? He started staring at the board, but out of focus, so he couldn't really see it. Some cats have green eyes, but most have amber, so that won't work.
He glanced around the room. Most of the class was dutifully taking notes. Nobody had really noticed that he wasn't doing the same, but no one ever expected him to in the first place, so it probably wouldn't matter if anyone did notice.
Still, being cautious never hurt anyone.
Kaito turned back to what had to be the tenth draft of the riddle for his next heist. The description of the emerald could wait. He would probably have to spend another afternoon researching obscure facts about gemstones.
What about the date? he thought suddenly. Ooh, depending on what day I pick, I might be able to tie in a Roman or Norwegian god or something to hint at the day of the week…
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He had to wonder, did any Norwegian gods have green eyes?
Kaito sighed. Messing with people's minds with ridiculously complicated riddles was fun, but it sure was a hell of a lot of work.
