Some Detectives' Tales is a series of drabbles/fics in the DC/MK fandom.
This is my first fic that I publish. It's an alternative possibility of what would've happened in the 5th Movie if the "What you will look like in 10 years" machine hadn't bugged.
Hope you enjoy :D.
Detective Conan is Gosho Aoyama's, not mine.
If any of the stories I have written ressemble others, I assure you it wasn't intentional.Damn Machines.
She had seen it. They had seen it. She was watching him intensely, looking shocked. He could sense a look of disbelief in her eyes, a look that was hurting him. When he saw her open her mouth, he was waiting for the worst.
"Conan, I'm sorry but no more ice cream at tea time for you from now on!", said Ran.
Huh?
He walked across the room, and joined the little group formed by Agasa, Sonoko, Mouri, Ran and the Shonen Tantei. He couldn't help but see Haibara smirk, which, hadn't he known her, would have made him think that she was trying not to giggle –no, she was probably keeping a devilish laugh from exploding. He looked at the picture. So she really was trying to stop herself from laughing.
Fat. Disgustingly fat. "What you will look like in ten years."
Damn machines.
Then again… "Try not to mess up the antidote" he said, as Ai walked away, seemingly hiding her own picture to put in the trash can, before anybody remembered to ask for it. Yeah, right. As if.