Just another funny little idea I had floating around in my brain. I hope you find it at least somewhat humorous...I'm no good at humor...
"I simply cannot tolerate swearing."
Conan wandered around the room occupied by Kaitou Kid's famous task force. He sighed impatiantly as he glanced again at his watch and again at the jewel protected by the glass case. Conan scoffed. If the inspector really thinks that he'll stop Kid by doing the same thing he always does, then he's got a screw loose. As if Kid had read his mind, the lights suddenly went out. Conan smiled. Punctual as usual, Kid.
"Inspector Nakamori!" Kid's voice rang out through the room as a spotlight appeared on him. He stood on top the glass case holding the gem it had previously contained with a grin that could only be described as cheeky. "Sorry. I'd love to stay and play with you tonight, but as you know I have a very tight schedule to keep. I hope you understand." Then the thief dropped one of his infamous smoke bombs and vanished as the task force swarmed the case. The lights rose, but Conan didn't even notice them as he raced down one of the hallways to head to the roof, where he knew Kid would be. He had planned to go up ahead of time, but he had decided to watch the task force struggle for once. It was actually extremely amusing.
Suddenly, Conan felt himself yanked up into the air by his ankle, and found himself hanging upside-down in the middle of the hallway. Crap. Should've been paying closer attention to my surroundings. He tried to reach up and untie his ankle, but found his child-sized body lacked the strength to hold himself up long enough to do so. As he let himself hang again, glaring at the ceiling that seemed more like a floor, he released a string of curse words that would've had his mother throwing him across a room if she had heard him saying them.
"I'm sure Mouri-chan wouldn't appreciate you using that sort of language," a voice suddenly spoke up from below. Conan froze and looked down, or rather up in his position. Kaitou Kid shook his head at him in disapproval. "I never would've expected such foul-mouthedness from my dearest critic." He moved closer as the sounds of the task force's shouts echoed from the other hallways. "I should wash your mouth out with soap."
"It's your fault I got into this mess in the first place!" Conan protested, clearly not in the mood for being scolded. "You're the one who set up this trap." Kid simply shrugged and set the gem he had just stolen down on the floor a few feet away. Then he opened a nearby window and climbed onto the ledge.
"I leave the gem in your hands as it is not the one I'm looking for, but I'm afraid you'll have to find a way to get down yourself. I simply cannot tolerate swearing. Until next time, Tantei-kun." Then the illusive thief flew out the window, and into the darkness. Conan struggled a little more in frustration, only to be greeted by laughter. He turned to look, and found Kogorou, who was the source of the laughter, and Ran, who was moving toward him quickly with concern and shock in her eyes.
"Are you alright, Conan-kun?" she asked as she reached up to untie his ankle. "You haven't been hanging like this for too long, have you?"
"No, Ran-neechan," he replied with a sigh of exasperation as she helped him down. He picked up the gem off the floor and found a note attached to back of it.
"Watch your language, Tantei-kun," the note read, followed by Kid's signature doodle. Oh you're gonna get it, Kid. I've got a soccer ball with your name on it...
Not exactly sure where this came from. Extremely pointless story. Just felt like uploading it. *shrugs nonchalantly* Oh well. I'll have something better up next time.
