Disclaimer: Don't own nobody, not making money, everyone belongs to their respective owners, I'm just playing with them a bit!
Note: Found we liked the format of 'Kaito Kid Outtakes' better than just the plain old '*** Click! ***' between scenes, so that's what we're gonna do.
Fic Surfing: Take 2!
by Icka! M. Chif
*** Some random insanity to start off the fic... ***
"I think it's time to pull out our secret weapon." Conan said gravely.
The other members of the Child Detective Force gasped, taking some steps back from him. "No! Not that! You can't be serious, Conan-kun!"
"I'm afraid I am." Conan said seriously, his eyes temporarily hidden by the glare off his glasses. "It's time to unleash... the Spoon."
*** And now we know why it's a Murder Mystery Show ***
"And on today's show, we'll be doing 'Cooking with Ran-neechan!"
"I'm her assistant for the day, Conan-kun!"
"Alright, we'll start with something simple, making cookies. Okay, Conan-kun, please bring the bag of flour over to the table while I get the milk and the eggs."
"Haiiii!"
"Wait! Conan-kun! Look out for the-"
::CRASH!::
"Ahhhhhh!!"
::BANG!::
::BOOM!::
::FWOOSH!::
"Oops."
"And on today's show, we'll be doing 'Fire Fighting with Ran-neechan'..."
*** Yeah, I'm addicted to cartoons too. ***
"Kill 'em, Kill 'em, Gotta Kill 'em AALLLLLLLLLLLLLL-"
"Vodka?"
"Yeah, Aniki?"
"No more Saturday morning cartoons for you."
"Dammit."
*** Worked for Jessica Rabbit... ***
Sato had a stressed look on her face as she surveyed the scene. "Alright kids, explain this to me one more time. Slowly."
"Well," Conan pushed his glasses higher on his face. "Azumi-chan got tired of always being grabbed by the bad guys."
"And not being able to fight."
"So we decided to give her a weapon."
"And it worked!"
"Yes, but..." Sato glanced at the unconscious man on the ground with a comically large bump on the back of his head. "A frying pan?"
*** Random Introspective Time ***
Ever heard the phrase 'Smiled so much my face hurts'?
Seems rather silly, doesn't it? A smile is supposed to be a good thing, it shows that you're happy.
So why would a good thing hurt so much?
Take Conan-kun for instance. Sometimes when he smiles at me, calling me his 'Ran-neechan', it looks like he's walking on needles and knife points. It's like his heart is bleeding inside, and yet he cannot help but to smile, regardless of the cost. Shin'ichi had the same look on his face the last time I saw him.
And why do I get the feeling that when Shin'ichi leaves, I'll loose Conan-kun?
I don't want to loose either of them, I love them both too much. Conan-kun my little brother, miniature protector, confidant and partner in mischief all rolled into one. Shin'ichi is... Shin'ichi. There's no other way to describe it. He's as much a part of me as one of my hands and yet as apart from me as one of his smiles.
Shin'ichi and I have always done everything together, much like Conan-kun and I do now. Why couldn't I have followed him where ever he went this time too?
And when we do see each other, why do our smiles hurt so much?
*** You wear a disguise to look like human guise, but you're not a man, you're a Chicken, Boo! ***
"Ran?"
"Yeah, Conan-kun?"
"I think there's something wrong with your father."
"Like what?"
"He's a chicken, I tell you. A giant Chicken."
"It's not nice to call people names, Conan-kun."
"But..."
*The disguise falls off*
"Suddenly I'm in the mood for Orange Chicken. How about you, Conan-kun?"
"BWAWK!!!"
*** Here's a new twist ***
"Ai-chan! Is Agasa-sensei there please?" Ran said desperately into the phone, sounding panicked.
"He just stepped out for a bite to eat." Hiabara said calmly. "What seems to be the problem?"
"It's Conan-kun!"
"Conan-kun? What's wrong with him?"
"Well, he claimed his stomach hurt, then steam started coming off of him... then..."
"Then what?" Hiabara asked, panic start to colour her tone as well.
Ran looked down at the 6 month old boy she was carrying. Conan cooed at her, attempting to play with her hair. "... He shrunk."
*** The Modern Sherlock Holmes vs. The King of Games. Who would win? ***
"Here's another riddle for you, 'Game King'." A familiar voice echoed out of a small hamburger joint. Ran froze, then quickly ducked into the restaurant, looking around.
A brown haired girl with a name tag that read 'Anzu' met her at the door. "May I help you?"
Ran paused, looking around the room. A laugh from a booth in the back caught her attention. "Not bad, Detective. Care for another riddle?"
"Certainly. It's always a pleasure to match wits with you." Shin'ichi's voice replied, as smooth and confident as the stranger's.
"Shin'ichi?" She quickly walked towards the booth. As she did, the shadows in there seemed to waver a bit, then solidify.
A boy dressed in dark clothes with strange multi-coloured spiky hair and Conan-kun looked up at her from the booth, his bow tie in his hands. "Conan-kun?" She blinked, surprised.
Conan grinned back at her. "Hi, Ran-neechan!" He chirped cheerfully, gesturing to the chessboard that sat between them. "Yuugi-san was teaching me how to play chess. Wanna play?"
*** Your Public Service Announcement for the Day. Thank you. ***
This is Hattori Heiji.
"Hello!"
This is Hattori Heiji with Kazuha.
"Ah-ha! I know who the murderer is -and- how they did it!"
This is Hattori Heiji without Kazuha.
"Where's my shirt?"
Any questions?
*** Child Detectives ***
Conan gave the 3 boys a serious look. "So... you're detectives?"
The CLAMP Campus Detectives smile politely and nodded. "Yup!"
"So... what's with all the sparkles and the bubbles?"
"It's a Shojou thing." Souh explained with a shrug. "You get used to it after a while."
"Ah." Conan sweatdropped.
*** Why being small sucks. ***
"Thanks for helping me with the laundry, Conan-kun." Ran said, taking the bundle of clothes that the small boy offered her and putting them in the dryer.
"It's no problem, Ran-neechan." He said politely, grabbing some more clothes and passing them to her.
"Still..." She shoved the load into the dryer and shut the door. "Laundry always goes by faster when someone's with you."
Ran started the machine and picked up the now empty laundry basket. "Ready to leave, Conan-kun?"
There was no response. She looked around. "Conan-kun?!"
A pounding from the dryer caught her attention. Conan was in the dryer, pounding on the window as he tumbled and tossed with the clothes inside. "Get Me Out Of Here!!!"
*** Let's play the Name Game! ***
"Ready to go, Ku-ko-Conan?"
"Let's try that again, Hattori."
"Ready to go, Kudan?"
"...."
"You're a real pain in the butt sometimes, Kunan."
"Thanks. So are you. Try it again."
"Konan."
"Almost there."
"Conan."
"Very good. Want a lollipop?"
"How about we call you 'Hey, You' instead?"
"Could always call you 'Hotohori'.
"Conan it is."
"Glad you could see it my way."
*** Conan Discovers the Joys of Duct Tape. ***
Ran looks up. "Dad? What are you doing on the ceiling?"
*** Child Detectives Take 2! ***
"So no one gets killed on your cases?" Conan looked surprised by the revelation.
"Nope. Although we do find a lot of lost objects." Noroku said cheerfully.
"What's the challenge in that?" Conan wanted to know.
It was the CLAMP Campus Detectives' turn to sweatdrop.
*** Life is like a Rose. Gotta watch out for the pricks. ***
White Rose for Peace.
Even if I am a Thief, I don't desire to harm any one.
Yellow Rose for Friendship.
Above all others, Aoko is the one most worthy of this.
Red Rose for Love and Passion.
I have yet to give someone this rose. Someday, with a little luck, I will.
*** Signs you've been watching too much Digimon. ***
"Conan tantei-volve into... Shin'ichi!!!"
"Kaito transform into... Kaitou Kid!"
"This bites."
"True, but it could be worse. We could be a sentai team."
*** Fin. ***
Wow... Lotta crossovers in this one. ^^;;
Hotohori = The Emperor from Fushugi Yuugi. All hail the Giant Chicken of DOOM!!!
Shojou = Girl's comic. Detective Conan is a Shonen, or boy's comic.
Sentai team = Power Rangers is a classic example. Classically has The Leader, Sarcastic Second in Command, The Big, The Girl and The Kid.
The Child's Detective Force could be a Sentai Team. Genta = The Big, Mitsuhiko = Sarcastic Second in Command, Azumi = The Girl and Conan doubles both as The Leader and The Kid.
How scary is that?
Note: Found we liked the format of 'Kaito Kid Outtakes' better than just the plain old '*** Click! ***' between scenes, so that's what we're gonna do.
Fic Surfing: Take 2!
by Icka! M. Chif
*** Some random insanity to start off the fic... ***
"I think it's time to pull out our secret weapon." Conan said gravely.
The other members of the Child Detective Force gasped, taking some steps back from him. "No! Not that! You can't be serious, Conan-kun!"
"I'm afraid I am." Conan said seriously, his eyes temporarily hidden by the glare off his glasses. "It's time to unleash... the Spoon."
*** And now we know why it's a Murder Mystery Show ***
"And on today's show, we'll be doing 'Cooking with Ran-neechan!"
"I'm her assistant for the day, Conan-kun!"
"Alright, we'll start with something simple, making cookies. Okay, Conan-kun, please bring the bag of flour over to the table while I get the milk and the eggs."
"Haiiii!"
"Wait! Conan-kun! Look out for the-"
::CRASH!::
"Ahhhhhh!!"
::BANG!::
::BOOM!::
::FWOOSH!::
"Oops."
"And on today's show, we'll be doing 'Fire Fighting with Ran-neechan'..."
*** Yeah, I'm addicted to cartoons too. ***
"Kill 'em, Kill 'em, Gotta Kill 'em AALLLLLLLLLLLLLL-"
"Vodka?"
"Yeah, Aniki?"
"No more Saturday morning cartoons for you."
"Dammit."
*** Worked for Jessica Rabbit... ***
Sato had a stressed look on her face as she surveyed the scene. "Alright kids, explain this to me one more time. Slowly."
"Well," Conan pushed his glasses higher on his face. "Azumi-chan got tired of always being grabbed by the bad guys."
"And not being able to fight."
"So we decided to give her a weapon."
"And it worked!"
"Yes, but..." Sato glanced at the unconscious man on the ground with a comically large bump on the back of his head. "A frying pan?"
*** Random Introspective Time ***
Ever heard the phrase 'Smiled so much my face hurts'?
Seems rather silly, doesn't it? A smile is supposed to be a good thing, it shows that you're happy.
So why would a good thing hurt so much?
Take Conan-kun for instance. Sometimes when he smiles at me, calling me his 'Ran-neechan', it looks like he's walking on needles and knife points. It's like his heart is bleeding inside, and yet he cannot help but to smile, regardless of the cost. Shin'ichi had the same look on his face the last time I saw him.
And why do I get the feeling that when Shin'ichi leaves, I'll loose Conan-kun?
I don't want to loose either of them, I love them both too much. Conan-kun my little brother, miniature protector, confidant and partner in mischief all rolled into one. Shin'ichi is... Shin'ichi. There's no other way to describe it. He's as much a part of me as one of my hands and yet as apart from me as one of his smiles.
Shin'ichi and I have always done everything together, much like Conan-kun and I do now. Why couldn't I have followed him where ever he went this time too?
And when we do see each other, why do our smiles hurt so much?
*** You wear a disguise to look like human guise, but you're not a man, you're a Chicken, Boo! ***
"Ran?"
"Yeah, Conan-kun?"
"I think there's something wrong with your father."
"Like what?"
"He's a chicken, I tell you. A giant Chicken."
"It's not nice to call people names, Conan-kun."
"But..."
*The disguise falls off*
"Suddenly I'm in the mood for Orange Chicken. How about you, Conan-kun?"
"BWAWK!!!"
*** Here's a new twist ***
"Ai-chan! Is Agasa-sensei there please?" Ran said desperately into the phone, sounding panicked.
"He just stepped out for a bite to eat." Hiabara said calmly. "What seems to be the problem?"
"It's Conan-kun!"
"Conan-kun? What's wrong with him?"
"Well, he claimed his stomach hurt, then steam started coming off of him... then..."
"Then what?" Hiabara asked, panic start to colour her tone as well.
Ran looked down at the 6 month old boy she was carrying. Conan cooed at her, attempting to play with her hair. "... He shrunk."
*** The Modern Sherlock Holmes vs. The King of Games. Who would win? ***
"Here's another riddle for you, 'Game King'." A familiar voice echoed out of a small hamburger joint. Ran froze, then quickly ducked into the restaurant, looking around.
A brown haired girl with a name tag that read 'Anzu' met her at the door. "May I help you?"
Ran paused, looking around the room. A laugh from a booth in the back caught her attention. "Not bad, Detective. Care for another riddle?"
"Certainly. It's always a pleasure to match wits with you." Shin'ichi's voice replied, as smooth and confident as the stranger's.
"Shin'ichi?" She quickly walked towards the booth. As she did, the shadows in there seemed to waver a bit, then solidify.
A boy dressed in dark clothes with strange multi-coloured spiky hair and Conan-kun looked up at her from the booth, his bow tie in his hands. "Conan-kun?" She blinked, surprised.
Conan grinned back at her. "Hi, Ran-neechan!" He chirped cheerfully, gesturing to the chessboard that sat between them. "Yuugi-san was teaching me how to play chess. Wanna play?"
*** Your Public Service Announcement for the Day. Thank you. ***
This is Hattori Heiji.
"Hello!"
This is Hattori Heiji with Kazuha.
"Ah-ha! I know who the murderer is -and- how they did it!"
This is Hattori Heiji without Kazuha.
"Where's my shirt?"
Any questions?
*** Child Detectives ***
Conan gave the 3 boys a serious look. "So... you're detectives?"
The CLAMP Campus Detectives smile politely and nodded. "Yup!"
"So... what's with all the sparkles and the bubbles?"
"It's a Shojou thing." Souh explained with a shrug. "You get used to it after a while."
"Ah." Conan sweatdropped.
*** Why being small sucks. ***
"Thanks for helping me with the laundry, Conan-kun." Ran said, taking the bundle of clothes that the small boy offered her and putting them in the dryer.
"It's no problem, Ran-neechan." He said politely, grabbing some more clothes and passing them to her.
"Still..." She shoved the load into the dryer and shut the door. "Laundry always goes by faster when someone's with you."
Ran started the machine and picked up the now empty laundry basket. "Ready to leave, Conan-kun?"
There was no response. She looked around. "Conan-kun?!"
A pounding from the dryer caught her attention. Conan was in the dryer, pounding on the window as he tumbled and tossed with the clothes inside. "Get Me Out Of Here!!!"
*** Let's play the Name Game! ***
"Ready to go, Ku-ko-Conan?"
"Let's try that again, Hattori."
"Ready to go, Kudan?"
"...."
"You're a real pain in the butt sometimes, Kunan."
"Thanks. So are you. Try it again."
"Konan."
"Almost there."
"Conan."
"Very good. Want a lollipop?"
"How about we call you 'Hey, You' instead?"
"Could always call you 'Hotohori'.
"Conan it is."
"Glad you could see it my way."
*** Conan Discovers the Joys of Duct Tape. ***
Ran looks up. "Dad? What are you doing on the ceiling?"
*** Child Detectives Take 2! ***
"So no one gets killed on your cases?" Conan looked surprised by the revelation.
"Nope. Although we do find a lot of lost objects." Noroku said cheerfully.
"What's the challenge in that?" Conan wanted to know.
It was the CLAMP Campus Detectives' turn to sweatdrop.
*** Life is like a Rose. Gotta watch out for the pricks. ***
White Rose for Peace.
Even if I am a Thief, I don't desire to harm any one.
Yellow Rose for Friendship.
Above all others, Aoko is the one most worthy of this.
Red Rose for Love and Passion.
I have yet to give someone this rose. Someday, with a little luck, I will.
*** Signs you've been watching too much Digimon. ***
"Conan tantei-volve into... Shin'ichi!!!"
"Kaito transform into... Kaitou Kid!"
"This bites."
"True, but it could be worse. We could be a sentai team."
*** Fin. ***
Wow... Lotta crossovers in this one. ^^;;
Hotohori = The Emperor from Fushugi Yuugi. All hail the Giant Chicken of DOOM!!!
Shojou = Girl's comic. Detective Conan is a Shonen, or boy's comic.
Sentai team = Power Rangers is a classic example. Classically has The Leader, Sarcastic Second in Command, The Big, The Girl and The Kid.
The Child's Detective Force could be a Sentai Team. Genta = The Big, Mitsuhiko = Sarcastic Second in Command, Azumi = The Girl and Conan doubles both as The Leader and The Kid.
How scary is that?
