Tricks for the Mind
A/N: Okay, so the whole manga idea I had, well, I'm actually shootin' for it. I've been searching the internet and rarely bookstores to find out about how to start making one and all that nice stuff...anyway! I JUST finished reading the manga Kare Kano and I have to say the ending was funny. Better than the anime, at least...Okay, my first update in a long while(Yeah right, its been like two days)! I got this idea from searching on the internet for nothing in particular.
Title: Smile
Synopsis: Who knew Conan would go to such lengths to make Ai laugh...
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"Did you just smile at me?!"
"What about it, Kudo-kun?"
"Well, it's just that, most of the time you're always frowning or straight-facing everything...you rarely ever smile, let alone laugh."
"Well, despite all appearances, I do tend to smile, and occasionally laugh, at things that are funny in a particular way."
FUNNY...? A loud crashing sound and a "BANZAI!!!!" was heard outside of the Kudo mansion. Ai and the Professor ran outside to see Conan sprawled out on the floor, several of his bones probably broken. Ai started with a frown, but soon it turned over itself and became an all out smile. Then she giggled. She nearly cracked into a full blown hysterical laughter, but the better thing to do was call for an ambulance. The next day, Conan came over again, the wounds properly healed and such(pretend he has magical healing abilities).
"Was THAT good enough for a smile?" He said, limping from one side to the other. She wheeled her chair around, looked him straight in the eye, and answered his profound question.
"I was supposed to smile, only? If your mission was to make me smile, mission accomplished. I nearly cracked." And that's when Conan looked at her with wide- saucer eyes, somehow ran all the way home, slammed himself in his room(or, deep in his sleeping bag), and celebrated himself by shouting loud "Banzai's" until his sides hurt. Well, they were already hurt, but he was just so gosh darn happy that he, the shrunken detective that wasn't really capable of doing jack squat, made the impossible happen. But his reward was fighting against his pain and suffering, so he was forced into bed for at least a month, no school, no crime-fighting. In the short time he was gone from crime-fighting, the world had fallen into darkness and serial killers had nearly killed 1/3 of the population of Tokyo.
The Moral: Never keep Conan from fighting crime, you never know what's gonna happen if you do. O.O
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A/N: A crack fic of sorts. I wasn't really on anything particularly crack-y but it just somehow came out. I'll either update soon, or update tomorrow. I cannot guarantee that I'll do either one. I'm trying to avoid the plot bunnies for as long as possible. They're scaring me a bit...one came to my house and held a gun up to me, point-blanc. Of course, he shot, and the idea just flew away...T.T