Disclaimer: I do not own Lupin III again
(A/N: I did not write this story. My friend Gohan did, so thank him not me!)
Kenjin was placed onto the couch forcefully and Lupin said, "You. Explain. Now." Kenjin started:
"Your name is Lupin the Third. Your favorite ice cream flavor is vanilla. Your shoe size is seven and a half. You have pulled over fifty heists…"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!! How do you know all this?" Lupin asked, "How do you know all this?"
"Well, I have always followed you on every heist!" the kid replied, but then covered his mouth with his hands. Just then there was a knocking on the door. No one answered it, so then the door was busted down.
It was the last person they wanted to see. Inspector Zenigata.
"I knew I heard you Lupin!" cried Zenigata. Kenjin just blinked.
"Who's this baka of an inspector?" he asked. Zenigata growled and took out two pairs of handcuffs.
"I was just gonna arrest Lupin, but for that comment, I guess I'll have two thieves in jail." Kenjin ooed.
"And what's an inspector like you gonna do to arrest both of us? Huh?" Kenjin dared.
He got up, and quicker than the eye could see, he took the handcuffs and handcuffed Zenigata to the bed post.
"What the? Gimme outta here!" Zenigata cried.
"Gimme, gimme never gets," he replied, throwing a smoke vial onto the ground, smoke filling the room.
"Come on!" Kenjin yelled, grabbing Lupin's hand, Lupin grabbing Fujiko, Fujiko grabbing Jigen, Jigen grabbing Goemon. They all jumped out of the window, landing into a cart of hay conveniently located under their window.
The cart started to head north, Kenjin lying down, a strand of straw in the corner of his mouth, his hands behind his head. Everybody just stared at him when he said:
"Ahhh! This is the life!"
Note: Sorry this chapter was a bit shorter, but the next one I hope will be longer. Okay…shoo! Hehehe…just kidding!