The Professor's Date

Ch1

It was just past 7:00 when the phone rang as a tubby scientist hustled to answer his call as fast as his stubby legs could carry him. A tiny figure stood behind him, smiling away at the hilarious scene as she folded her arm In front of her chest and posed at the top of the stairs from the basement.

She could hear the excitement in the old man's lips as his words gained in volume, then finally with the click of the phone, a joyous cheer went up as he drew his fists to his face. "I don't believe this, she said yes!" he squealed with glee.

"Wow, I guess miracles do happen," Ai chuckled and walked to the sofa.

"Oh wow, I don't think I could remember the last time something like this happened," he jumped then settled down, realizing how immature he sounded for his age with a cough.

"Of course you can't, this is your first date," Ai laughed and laid back, sinking into the sofa picking up a magazine.

"Are you criticizing that I never womanized in my entire life? I've gone to dates before," the professor gave her a dirty look.

"That's exactly what I'm saying," she said calmly behind the pages of the magazine.

"I have too,"

"Oh, really?"

"Yes!"

"Describe when and where,"

"Uh…1962….ummm it was at,"

"You're lying," The professor stuttered and puffed out his lips. "I take it from that face, I got you dead center."

"Hmf! So this is my first, big deal," he said puffing out his cheeks.

"heh…" Ai snikered.

"What, what do you want now?" he said shifting a glare at her mocking face.

"I'm not laughing at the fact that this is your first date…okay maybe a little to that too, but I'm laughing because I'm imagining how you're going to do, being a bachelor that hadn't had a date in 52years." She chuckled.

"Huh?"

"Well, do you know what you have to do when you go out on a date?" the professor shook his head, "Do you know how to dress, how to act?" the old man continued to shake and Ai gave a sigh, "Well then do you know how to greet her atleast?"

The professor cleared his throat then opened his mouth then shut it again, looking down with another shake.

"This should be interesting, maybe I should tag closely behind just to laugh at all your foolish mistakes," she said, staring at him with her poker face smile.

"Uh oh…" she professor grinded his teeth then thought for a moment, "I know!"

"Hmm?"

"You show me what to do!" the professor jumped before Haibara and shook her by her shoulders.

"Me? No! WAY!" she exclaimed putting accents on "No" and "Way"

"Please!" he begged shaking her more rapidly, "Common, I brought you in to my home, think of this as a pay back," he said putting a vertical hand to his face.

"Are you black mailing me?" she said raising her eyebrows, "fine, but I have one condition," she said going back to her calm usual style.

"What is it," the professor extended his neck forward.

"You're too old for my style so I want you to get me someone to show you what to do," she said shooting him a sly face.

Few Minutes Later-

"PROFESSOR! WHAT"S WRONG! YOU SAID YOU HAD SOME SERIOUS MATTER THAT YOU NEEDED TO TELL ME!" a small figure bursted through the front door with great hurry as sweat fell from his head from the dash he made from the tiny home on top of a café.

"Over here Shinichi," the professor called him from the living room.

Conan's eyes opened wide with relief to hear the old man's voice than dashed down the hall. The kitchen door creaked open slowly and a gasp of awe arose from the boy's mouth.

This is not going to be very long, most likely it will end next chapter. I was bored and came up with this idea all of a sudden and decided to write a short peace on it.

I won't continue unless you review this chapter. Also, "The Last Choice" now known as "Decision of Fate" has been reposted with the new chapter! That one will end in about 5-6 chapters.

Reviews are always well appreciated -p