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"I'm telling you, the kid's gonna barf."
"No, he is not."
"Sure he is. Look at him. He can't even walk straight."
"He is also green in the face, just as he was when we saw him get off the Tilt-a-Whirl. He did not throw-up then, nor after the Carousal or the past 2 Roller Coasters. The boy has a stomach of cast iron. He is not going to do it."
"Sure he is. Lookit, he's going for the trash can now."
"I beg to differ."
"Care to place a wager?"
"I do not wager money with scoundrels."
"Who said it had to be money?"
"What are you thinking?"
"If he upchucks into that trash can, you give a flower to a girl of my choosing. If he doesn't, I give a flower to someone of your choosing. So at least -someone- wins out of it."
"If you recite a poem too, we have a deal."
"Who said I was going to lose? And you're on."
"Heh. Cannot wait to see the gentleman's face you give that to."
"You implying something?"
"Not a thing. Quiet, he is passing the trashcan now."
"Heh. Prepare to lose."
"No funny business of yours."
"None needed- Oh! Ewww... there he went!"
"And again... my word... how much junk food can his stomach contain?!"
"Well, it's not anymore, that's for sure. Jeez..."
"Remind me the next time I wager with you not to bet on something so revolting."
"Blegh... agreed."
"Sigh... time to pay the piper, I suppose."
"Yup! Here's a flower and I pick... That girl over there. The one with the ribbon around her ponytail. She looks familiar for some reason..."
"I suppose you could have chosen worse. Alright... here I go."
"That's the spirit. Couldn't hurt you to socialise more anyway. And you have to make up the poem, not just recite something from Shakespeare or one of your English poets."
"Grrr..."
Hakuba got down on one knee in front of the pony tailed girl and began to recite a quick poem. "Roses are red, Violets are blue, I lost a bet, so this is for you."
Kaito quietly snickered to himself in the background.
Kazuha raised an eyebrow at the kneeling British Detective before her and sweatdropped.
-fin-
Yes, the people talking are Kaito and Hakuba, Hakuba lost the bet.
Okay, to explain this randomness, there is a picture in the Conan Digest #20 of Hakuba on one knee, offering a flower to a sweatdropping Kazuha. This is right next to a picture of a blushing Kazuha standing next to a clueless Heiji.
It was just too bizarre NOT to write a fic for.
Tho I have no idea why they Voices had them betting about an up-chucking child at an Amusement Park, it just made sense at the time. ^^;;
For those who belong to OOT ML, will be posting the pic (and this fic) as soon as we get home tonight. Hee.
Japan was lots of fun, if you go to my site (mischif.net) I'm currently working on scanning over half a sketchbook of all the sketches I did of random and strange stuff there. (since ff.net won't let me put URLS here. Sorry, didn't realise that before)
"I'm telling you, the kid's gonna barf."
"No, he is not."
"Sure he is. Look at him. He can't even walk straight."
"He is also green in the face, just as he was when we saw him get off the Tilt-a-Whirl. He did not throw-up then, nor after the Carousal or the past 2 Roller Coasters. The boy has a stomach of cast iron. He is not going to do it."
"Sure he is. Lookit, he's going for the trash can now."
"I beg to differ."
"Care to place a wager?"
"I do not wager money with scoundrels."
"Who said it had to be money?"
"What are you thinking?"
"If he upchucks into that trash can, you give a flower to a girl of my choosing. If he doesn't, I give a flower to someone of your choosing. So at least -someone- wins out of it."
"If you recite a poem too, we have a deal."
"Who said I was going to lose? And you're on."
"Heh. Cannot wait to see the gentleman's face you give that to."
"You implying something?"
"Not a thing. Quiet, he is passing the trashcan now."
"Heh. Prepare to lose."
"No funny business of yours."
"None needed- Oh! Ewww... there he went!"
"And again... my word... how much junk food can his stomach contain?!"
"Well, it's not anymore, that's for sure. Jeez..."
"Remind me the next time I wager with you not to bet on something so revolting."
"Blegh... agreed."
"Sigh... time to pay the piper, I suppose."
"Yup! Here's a flower and I pick... That girl over there. The one with the ribbon around her ponytail. She looks familiar for some reason..."
"I suppose you could have chosen worse. Alright... here I go."
"That's the spirit. Couldn't hurt you to socialise more anyway. And you have to make up the poem, not just recite something from Shakespeare or one of your English poets."
"Grrr..."
Hakuba got down on one knee in front of the pony tailed girl and began to recite a quick poem. "Roses are red, Violets are blue, I lost a bet, so this is for you."
Kaito quietly snickered to himself in the background.
Kazuha raised an eyebrow at the kneeling British Detective before her and sweatdropped.
-fin-
Yes, the people talking are Kaito and Hakuba, Hakuba lost the bet.
Okay, to explain this randomness, there is a picture in the Conan Digest #20 of Hakuba on one knee, offering a flower to a sweatdropping Kazuha. This is right next to a picture of a blushing Kazuha standing next to a clueless Heiji.
It was just too bizarre NOT to write a fic for.
Tho I have no idea why they Voices had them betting about an up-chucking child at an Amusement Park, it just made sense at the time. ^^;;
For those who belong to OOT ML, will be posting the pic (and this fic) as soon as we get home tonight. Hee.
Japan was lots of fun, if you go to my site (mischif.net) I'm currently working on scanning over half a sketchbook of all the sketches I did of random and strange stuff there. (since ff.net won't let me put URLS here. Sorry, didn't realise that before)