Ah, so here I am posting silliness again. I suppose I just need to accept that I cannot do much else. xD Anyway, I've started on a series of snapshots of moments with the Shonen Tantei, more commonly known as the Detective Boys! Hurray! xD I personally find them adorable, and think they need a lot more fanservice. Thus, drabbles. Hoo-rah.

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"Go Go Kamen Yaiba!"
In which children watch some television.

"You will never win, evil Garubon! Your dastardly doings shall be stopped here!" The voice of the magnificent hero, Kamen Yaiba, echoed over the city. A hideous monster guffawed back at him.

"You are wrong, Yaiba! It is I who will be the victor! Prepare yourself!" And with a loud, rumbling roar, he leapt at the lithe figure hovering above the rooftops. Yaiba dodged the monster's slash, and sent a kick his way.

POW! Garubon was hit! But one blow, even from the amazing Kamen Yaiba, could not take down such a foe so easily.

SMASH! No! Yaiba had been caught in that sideswipe from Garubon's tail! The masked superhero lay still for a moment, caught up in the rubble of a huge office building's wall. Just as Garubon made to celebrate his victory, though, Kamen Yaiba broke free!

CRASH! Bits of concrete and girder flew everywhere, unable to resist the might of Yaiba's super strength! Garubon had just enough time to turn before-

SLAM! He was hit once more by Yaiba's mighty kick! And even as he staggered back, Yaiba prepared another blow.. But, what was that? A figure sped by like a bullet, causing both Yaiba and his foe to turn. Could that be… No! The wicked sorcerer Mahoba!

Yaiba's mask shows just enough of his expression to show his surprise. Mahoba was surely defeated! But it is him, the same magician defeated by Yaiba in season 1. How had he returned? Who would be able to stop him this time? Mahoba cackles evilly, and raises a hand crackling with energy-

"You cannot stop me this time, Kamen Yaiba!"

TO BE CONTINUED ON THE NEXT WEEK'S EPISODE!

Don't miss it! "Mahoba's explosion!"

The screen clicked to display credits, and an overtly perky theme song began playing to scenes of familiar battle action. Conan yawned widely.

"Woooow! Kamen Yaiba is SO cool! I can't believe he almost took out Garubon with one hit!" Ayumi squealed, energy pent up over a whole half-hour of sitting in awe suddenly bursting in a torrent. She bounced up and down in her seat, grinning in wild glee. Action show never failed to have that effect on her.

"I know! Oh man! When Garubon was all 'Argh I will kill you!' and that lady was like 'noooo!' and then that guy was like 'oh my god!' and then Yaiba's like 'I'll save you!' and then he- oh man it was so awesome!" Genta yelled enthusiastically. He, too, had started bouncing, but was finding it slightly more difficult than Ayumi was, seated as he was by Mitsuhiko on the floor. The smaller boy was doing a good job of reigning in his physical energy, but the same amount of glee and delight showed clear as day through the huge grin plastered on his face.

"I believe that Mahoba will stand no chance against Yaiba in the next episode!" He firmly announced, treating the subject as if he had just made a major scientific breakthrough. Conan sighed. 'Of course he won't, you idiot. This is children's TV.' He leaned back in his chair, preparing himself for the kids' weekly ritual of completely re-hashing the episode they'd just seen. Honestly, where was Haibara when you needed her? At least she could provide him with some measure of sanity in this little group.

"Conan-kun!" Ayumi suddenly squealed, throwing her arms around him. Somehow or other she had managed to squeeze herself in beside Conan in the swivelling office chair of Mouri's office, (which, along with the TV, the group had conveniently borrowed in Kogoro's absence.) Conan had been too lazy to object, deciding that A. he had been the first to sit in it, thereby making it 'his' chair in the first place and; B. he really didn't care.

Unfortunately this plan of inaction had backfired entirely. Ayumi had spent the entire episode either clutching him in terror, or bouncing so much as to make his glasses fall off. Not to mention the twin glares of death he received regularly from Genta and Mitsuhiko. They had probably been prepared to fight to the death over who got to sit next to Ayumi-chan today. Pity he'd gone and chosen the one seat they couldn't really fight him for. (It was 'his' house, after all. First-grader logic thus dictates the right to all chairs. Especially the swivelly kind.)

"Ack- Ayumi-chan!" Conan wheezed, trying in vain to free himself from the deadly first-grader's hug. She really didn't seem to have much of a grasp yet on the concept of airways and their direct correlation to breathing. "Get off! You're suffocating me!"

"What? Oh! Sorry, Conan-kun!" She released him, looking embarrassed and ridiculously worried over the safety of her dear Conan-kun. Genta and Mitsuhiko glared daggers at him for upsetting her. Or, more likely, for being hugged by her. Whatever the cause, it was sure to cause grief for the smaller Conan later on. God, how he hated the first-grader jealousy system! He tried a nervous grin at them and was rewarded by even darker stares.

"Anyway, Conan-kun..!" Ayumi started again, all perkiness restored. Genta and Mitsuhiko paused in their staring attack to listen in too. Ayumi-chan's word was law, after all. "Whad'you think? Is Yaiba gonna be defeated by Mahoba? Ohhhh I hope he doesn't! Who would kill all the monsters then? They're all so scary! What- What if they ate the school?" She looked near tears at the mere thought. Conan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Ayumi, always getting worked up over the silliest things…

"Nah. Yaiba'll win. He always wins!" He smiled confidently, and watched faces light up all around him.

"Hurray! Go Yaiba!" The Shonen Tantei cheered in unison. Conan allowed himself a grin. Kids were so easy to please sometimes.

... I miss first grade. :)