Hi everyone! This is my first time writing a story, I have real bad grammar but please no flames!
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Detective Conan
Ever since Conan-kun and otousan went to England to solve some stupid case, Ran really let go of herself.
At first, it's just sneaking a few extra slices of cakes into her lunchbox. No big deal, right? At least she practices karate every day, which ought to put off a few calories. Then, she got a teensy bit lazy and quit karate for a few days.
' That's still alright.' she thought to herself, 'It's just a few days.' and just like that, she let go of herself and start eating junk foods, watched TV every night munching on some chocolate chip cookies or cakes she baked after school.
Things started getting out of hand when her T-shirt can't fit. Ran struggled and stuffed her arms through the holes, then finally, RIIIIIIIIIIPPPPP. The back ripped.
She gasped and took the T-shirt off real quick and throw it onto her bed as if it was some sort of bomb. She rushed to the front of the mirror and gasped.
Her once flat belly hangs out a bit, pushing her underwear tight. Her bra felt tight and snuggly under her twin beach balls, she looked at her once slender legs, it now looked round and plump. Her face is round with dimples.
There is only one word to describe Mouri Ran now: Fat fat fat.
She gave a little scream and rushed to the bathroom, she almost jumped onto the scale, then she nearly fainted. She stepped off the scale to see if it is broken; it is not, so Ran stepped onto it again. It point to one little number that could ruin any girl's life: 60 km.
Things cannot get any worse, Ran curled under her covers on her bed into a not-so-little-ball and started to cry, then the telephone rang.
"Moshi moshi?" said Ran in a shaky voice, "Mouri Detective agency."
"Yo, Ran! It's me, Shinichi! I'm coming back in a week."
Kill me now
So? How do you guys like it? Should I continue?
PS How do I NOT get my document removed?