At the Races
"Go, go, go!" Kogoro yelled at the television, as if his unheard shouts would rouse his horse. At this point, though, he was willing to try anything; the horse was in dead last.
"I can't believe you, dad," Ran murmured from cleaning the living room. "If you're going to bet our money, at least bet on a horse that might win."
"Hey," Conan started as he picked up the paper. "According to this, that horse hasn't been doing well lately."
"Let me see that," Ran grabbed the paper from Conan. "Dad, honestly, what were you thinking?" She sighed in exasperation.
"Geez," Kogoro sighed. "Alright, I admit it. Not a good choice of horse. I guess I just thought it might be lucky."
A sudden shout from the television brought their attention back to it. Lo and behold, Kogoro's horse was catching up. Past one horse, then another. Pretty soon, she was in the top three. Kogoro, Ran, even Conan was cheering her on. It was a photo finish in their favor.
"Yes!" Ran jumped up in excitement. She grabbed Conan and started dancing around the office. "With the odds that against us, we must have made so much money! Oh, I'm going to make steak for dinner!" She let the rabidly blushing boy go, grabbed her purse, and rushed out the door before either man could protest.
Left alone together, Conan picked up the paper again to try and see exactly how much money they had won. He smirked when he realized why Kogoro thought this horse might be 'lucky'.
"Wow, uncle, we sure are lucky you bet on Queenie, huh?" he questioned in his irresistible little boy voice. Kogoro saw right through his charm.
"Yeah. Lucky." He turned away from the boy's grin.
'Lucky, my ass', he thought to himself. 'Queen E never loses a case.'
Author's Note: Written this morning in first period as a teacher's aide in choir doesn't have too much to do when they take tests. Except more soon as I already started another one. So, hope you enjoy.