Disclaimer: Detective Conan is not mine. The series belongs to its creator, Gosho Aoyama, and I'm just borrowing the characters and scenery to create these short tales.
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Drabble 10: Calm
Premise: After months of hard work,
the Black Organization is on the verge of teetering over. However,
they aren't going to fall apart without a big bang.
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Haibara was the epitome of calm, seriousness, and control. She rarely reacted with great outbursts of emotion. The only times when he witnessed her acting irrationally were when their lives were in danger by the Black Organization. A perfectly acceptable reason to be scared.
After leading Tokyo's finest to this spot, the two stood on the sidelines and waited. As the activity bustled around them, Conan watched from the corner of his eye as the girl standing next to him stoically observed the Black Organization's final moments.
There was a shout, directing his attention away from Haibara for a moment.
He grinned. The bomb had stopped counting down. The Black Organization's final act had failed to take another life!
And even then, Haibara continued to gaze at the scene without a hint of a smile or a frown.
So when she made a cute sound and fainted right when he joyfully hugged her, Conan looked like a fish.
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A/N:
- I don't think the BO would fall without any more losses of life. But you never quite know with Conan in the middle of it.
- Now then, Ai fainted because she was really really happy that she couldn't hold it in anymore. From the fall of the BO or Conan's actions, I won't tell because I don't know myself.
- I prefer stories...but...there's a reason for these drabbles. If you think that a character wouldn't do that, please let me know. I'm trying to get a feel for the characters so that my eventual stories would be more believable.