Title: Wolf-Boy
Author: Manetsu
Summary: Misc. AU: Conan disappeared, but returned a week later with an obviously fake excuse. But what the hell's UP with him now?! He's acting Weird...
Disclaimer: Detective Conan belongs to Gosho Aoyama.
Rating: PG, for General Content.
Notes: Read too much Tokyo Mew Mew (which belongs to Ikumi Mia and Yoshida Reiko). Results: Completely insane. Hmm... Gave Malt a weird accent. Dunno what sparked that.
9.9.04
This was a dream. It had to be. After a whole week of tests and injections and weird contraptions stuck on his head, they were letting him go.
Actually, he didn't really think about what they did. He just did what they said. Prolly had something to do with that last shot. Maybe it was a caffeine-y sorta thing...
Hmm... Was caffeine-y a word?
Ah, well. Didn't matter. All he knew was that he was bouncy and happy and felt kinda drunk, actually.
And now here was a brown-haired girl his age talking to him.
"- ya tell anybod' what ya saw here, An'jel n' Sh'rry are dead, Cool Guy, DEAD, ya hear us here? D-E-A-D. NO LON'ER AMON' THE LIVIN'. So tell 'em ya were visitin' relatives, like ya said in ya phone call."
Grinning stupidly, he nodding dumbly. This girl was funny...
"An' qui' lookin' at meh like tha', ya hear? Creepin' meh out..."
This last bit was mumbled, but somehow he could discern it above the hotel-place's noisy racket. Quickly, the girl thrust a bag at him and shoved him down the hall out a locked door, down another hall and locked door, a staircase and a lobby, where, in the courtyard (which was just a large bit of flat tar), he was faced with a large, shiny, black car with tinted windows.
"Git in," said the girl. So he did. The seats were new, black leather, and there was a brand-new smell about the car. No bits of dirt or paper anywhere, like in the car his parents owned.
"Havva gudd day at schoo'."
And with that, she slammed the door and the car was off.
And when the car was gone, Malt called the labs (specifically, the Genetic Engineering ones) and said, "Wha' thuh hell did ya do to 'im?"
