Conan was juggling his soccer ball with a thoughtful frown on his face. His initial plan for the operation had been stymied by Haibara's refusal to give him one of the temporary antidotes, and now he was trying to figure out if any parts of it were salvageable or if he needed to start over from scratch.

At the moment, the latter seemed more likely. It was frustrating to have to rework everything to account for the fact that he had the physical capabilities of a six-year-old, but Conan was determined to pull this off. He just needed an opportunity.


A/N: Prompt word: stymie- to present an obstacle to; stand in the way of