Again… based on my own experiences with the pesky things which will be revealed in due time. At this moment of time, Shinichi is already Conan and Haibara has been introduced.

"Ai kun! Where are you?" shouted Hakase, his voice echoing through the Agasa household. Agasa hastily ran down the stairs, to try and find the brunette chemist somewhere.

"She hasn't come back yet from school…"muttered Shinichi, from the sofa. Hakase jumped in surprise and leaned over the sofa to find Shinichi lying bored on the sofa, a manga that Mitsuhiko kun had given him held up between his hands. His keen azure eyes glanced up at the startled professor. Conan noted distantly that in place of his usual glasses, a pair of goggles now was pushed back to his forehead, his glasses folded neatly in the breast pocket of his lab coat.

"What are you doing here?! Shouldn't you still be at school?" Hakase demanded.

"Haibara decided to go to the supermarket with Ayumi chan. Plus you said you wanted to show me a new invention of yours." He answered somewhat tonelessly.

"Yes… yes… I'll show it to you once you do me a favour." He said, a slight plea in his tone. At this, Conan looked up, slightly concerned.

"What's up, Hakase? ...If you're going to ask me to help you get food that Haibara said you can't have, I'm not helping you." Conan added, thinking back at the evil-eyed yawny scientist's ice cold glare, a crease appearing between his brows. At that moment, the two both heard the click of the door and the quiet tread of Ai's footsteps. Hakase let out a sigh of relief as the shrunken scientist came into view, an apathetic look on her face.

"Great! Now I can have more help!" Agasa proclaimed. The two shrunken teens glanced at each other, Haibara's a questioning look and Conan's a look that said "I have no clue." Conan shrugged his shoulders before turning to the professor once more.

"So what was this favour that you needed?" he asked with a slight raise of the eyebrow. Haibara had slung her bag off and stood next Conan, her arms folded across her chest.

"Please be quick, Hakase. I've left my experiments in a somewhat dangerous state that could blow this house to smithereens." Haibara stated coolly, ignoring the looks of shock from the two men at her abrupt statement of the house being blown up.

You're saying it like you need to drink a cup of tea before it gets cold… not like we're all in danger or anything… Conan reflected, sweatdropping

"Right! If I don't have this favour done, I won't be able to make any more new gadgets and toys!" he said somewhat frantically.

"Your toys always end up backfiring and not working, Hakase…. When will you realise that you should give up this dream?" Conan thought with a smirk.

"Hakase… what are you trying to say?" Haibara asked aloofly, looking up at the professor with a calm and emotionless face. Agasa rubbed the back of his neck ruefully, laughing slightly awkwardly.

"Truth be told…. I can't find my glasses anywhere..." He stated, embarrassed. A long silence ensued. So quiet was this silence that Conan could hear the faint drip of the tap from the kitchen, the chirping birds outside and he thought absently if it were possible to hear all the thoughts that were churning round in his head in this silence.

"You're kidding me…" the two shrunken teens said simultaneously. The professor blinked in confusion, taking a step back due to the intensity of their tones. Another awkward silence followed.

Conan looked at the professor with half lidded eyes, a satiric gape on his face. Haibara was gawking at the professor, her mouth slightly agape before she plucked her bag from the ground and stormed to the door of her laboratory.

Turning back round with displeasure, she glared at the professor. "Call me back when you actually have something interesting…" She spun on her heel and slammed the door. Hakase looked shocked at this, confusion evident on his face.

"I wonder what's wrong with Ai-kun?" he pondered aloud, still looking at the shut door. Conan facepalmed and sighed in exasperation.

"Hakase…. You do realise that you're wearing it? In your breast pocket?" Conan supplied, stalking off as the professor hastily patted his lab coat down. Hakase whooped in relief when he felt the familiar form of his glasses in his pocket.

"I've been looking all over for it!" he stated contently, pushing the glasses up the bridge of his bulbous nose.

"And he says that he's a genius…." Conan muttered under his breath, picking up the manga from where he was and flopping back onto the sofa.

Short, and relatively useless, but a stupid plot bunny that kept bugging me.