A/N: This idea came to me while I was eating lunch at school...yes, I get the ideas at the oddest times. This is by no means a serious fic. Its pure humor. Hope you guys enjoy! And it will be short. I never did a fic centered around Richard before, I hope I keep him somewhat in character.

Names:

Richard Moore — Mouri Kogoro
Rachel Moore — Mouri Ran
Jimmy Kudo — Kudo Shinichi
Eva Kaden — Eri Kisaki

Summary: "That's enough eavesdropping... hey, who the hell are you? I thought that Kudo brat would be the one to follow us!" Pure Humor: What if Richard had gone to check on Rachel and got shrunk instead?

Pairing: Richard / Eva, slight Jimmy / Rachel

Disclaimer: I don't own Case Closed, sadly. I never have, never will.

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Should've Stayed Home

Chapter 1: I've Been Shrunk

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A sigh came from the not-so famous Richard Moore as he sat as his desk, a nearly empty can of beer resting in his hand. The place was a mess despite Rachel's attempts to clean it up slightly before she left to the amusement park with that detective brat, Jimmy Kudo. Just thinking about the boy made his blood boil. Not only was he stealing all of his clients, but he was stealing his daughter's heart too!

Glancing at the clock, he guessed nearly three hours had passed. What could possibly be so fun at an amusement park for that long? After you went on all the rides it had become boring for Richard. He hadn't gotten to the amusement park since he was ... with Eva. Shaking his head and drinking down the last of his beer, he tossed in the trashcan before standing up. Rachel had been gone too long, he decided, and he was going to bring her home.

Grabbing his coat, he made his way out the door. Getting in his rented car, he drove to the amusement park, letting out a sigh. Normally he wouldn't drive after having a few beers, even if it had been only one so far (he could admit that honestly), but he was worried about his daughter. What if that detective brat had gotten them into some sort of danger?

As he walked around the amusement park, there was talk all over. "Jimmy Kudo, he solved another case!" "Yeah, it was amazing. A girl murdered her friend's girlfriend. He figured it out in no time!" His eye twitched at that.

Brat...

"He's cute, too."

"Don't get your hopes up. There was that girl in the blue jacket with him remember? She seemed pretty attached to him."

"Probably because he's famous."

"Maybe."

His eye twitched again. Rachel wasn't like that at all!

Just when he passed the two gossiping teenage girls, he saw a man in black rush into an alleyway. Hm... that looked suspicious. Hey, maybe it was another case for Richard Moore to solve and get back on top again!

He sneakily followed the man in black into the alleyway, but wished he hadn't soon after. There were two men in black engaging in some sort of suspicious deal. Smuggling guns, at least a million... that was when...

"That's enough eavesdropping... hey, who the hell are you? I thought that Kudo brat would the one to follow us!"

Richard jumped and was about to turn around only to be hit by something hard--a metal bar most likely. He fell to the ground.

"That's that bumbling detective," a chubby man in black said, about to take out a gun. "You let him follow you?"

"Relax. We can't afford to leave a bullet trail," his partner said, taking out a pill case. "We'll use this. A wonderful gift from our organization. They say it can't be detected in any autopsy."

Then the old man was forced to swallow a poison, and before he knew it they were gone, and his world faded to black.

'I'm gonna die! I never got to tell Eva I still love her! I never got to beat up that Kudo brat for putting the moves on my daughter! I never...I...'

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"Strange...dad's not answering," Rachel frowned as she stared at her cellphone. She was calling to say she'd be home soon and was going to pick up some dinner on the way, but after five rings there was no pick up.

"That's not strange. Maybe he just passed out from too much alcohol." Jimmy didn't seem too worried.

Normally he would have gotten a punch or something from that comment, but Rachel was beginning to grow worried. He sighed. "Hey, don't worry. Why don't we just go home and look for him? He's probably still there asleep or something."

"O-Okay, Jimmy..."

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"Hey, we got a dead body over here!"

'So the poison worked, huh? Wait, if I'm dead how can I hear them? Am I a ghost?! AHHHHH! I don't wanna be a ghost!'

"No wait, he's breathing. Call an ambulance!"

"Right!"

'Phew.'

"Don't worry, little boy. We're here, you're safe."

'Boy...? What the hell's he talking about? I'm Richard Moore, private detective!'

He really should have stayed home tonight.

A/N: ^^ I hope you enjoyed it. Continue or not?