me: Waaah! I was rereading "E is for Everything." How could the author be so cruel? Oh wait...the author's me.

The Muse: Of course you're cruel. You're an author. EVERYONE knows that authors are cruel to their poor, pathetic, characters.

me: Leave me alone. You're on vacation, remember?

As always, please review!

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Mouri Detective Agency, 5:30 P.M.

"Be careful not to lose them, Shinichi!" Agasa-hakase's words echoed in Conan's head. He sighed and put the spare tracking glasses on the nightstand.

He didn't realize how tired he was until he lay down on his bed. His last concious thought was that he better put the glasses away, or Ran would find them...

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Same place, 6:00 P.M.

"Mou, Ran. Just accept his invitation already! Araide-sensei was kind enough to ask," Sonoko reprimanded her ever-so-loyal friend.

"I can't." Ran shook her head. "I need to take care of Conan-kun and make dinner."

"Then why don't you just take him and your dad to Araide-sensei's house tomorrow? I'm sure they won't mind preparing a little extra dinner."

"I don't think Conan-kun likes Araide-sensei very much. Whenever I go there, he glares at him." She threw up her hands in exasperation.

Sonoko laughed evilly. "Maybe the little brat is jealous?"

"Sonoko! Why would Conan-kun be jealous?"

Her friend smirked. "You said yourself that he's Shinichi-kun. And, as we all know-" She paused briefly for dramatic effect. "Shinichi is VERY possessive of his wife."

"That's impossible!"

Sonoko checked her watch briefly. "Oh no! I thought I was just supposed to leave you at the intersection? Aaargh! And I walked all the way to your home! What is my chauffeur going to think?"

"You better hurry up and go."

"'Kay, see you, Ran!" Sonoko waved and took off running.

"That Sonoko..." Ran muttered as she trudged up the stairs. She pushed open the door. "Tadaima!"

Her dad was missing, as usual. Probably gone to drink beer again...But Conan should probably be home. "Conan-kun?" She pushed open the door to his room.

He was splayed out on the bed, his glasses on the nightstand. Ran was about to leave him in peace when she noticed that Conan had ANOTHER pair of glasses on his face. She sighed for the nth time that day and took them off.

"Does it really feel that nice to wear glasses?" Ran put a pair of Conan's on her face. She didn't feel any different.

After a while, she noticed that there was no change in her vision. Am I wearing them wrong? Conan-kun DID say that he had bad eyesight, so why would he lie? Unless...Ran froze as the truth dawned on her. He needs a disguise?

She absentmindedly ran her hands around the glasses' wire frame. An antenna suddenly popped up and a weblike screen appeared on the lenses. "What's this?" she accidentally said out loud.

Conan shifted in his sleep. Ran panicked and quickly put the glasses back on his face and the nightstand. If Conan-kun really was Shinichi, he would figure out that she had been touching his things...and then what? Maybe he would think of a way to fool her like he did before.

Silly...you're a detective's daughter, Ran thought to herself. You can stay undercover.

Conan stirred and accidentally knocked his bowtie to the floor. Ran picked it up. There was some sort of mechanism on the back with dials. She twirled one of the dials. "Hmm...what does this do?" the voice that came out was Agasa-hakase's.

Ran jumped. She twirled another dial. This time it was her dad's voice. She began twirling the dials like crazy. Shinichi's voice HAD to be on here somewhere!

Conan was startled awake by the sound. He saw her with the bowtie and would have fallen down had he not been sitting on the bed. "Ran-neechan!"

"Conan-kun, what's this?"

"It's just a toy that Agasa-hakase made for me..." his voice trailed off as he stared nervously at Ran. He was inwardly panicking.

Much to his surprise, she returned the bowtie to him. "Is that so? Here you go, Conan-kun. I'll go make dinner." Ran waltzed into the kitchen, humming a song under her breath.

As soon as she was alone, she stopped humming. Her eyes narrowed dangerously. Just you wait, Shinichi.

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Agasa's house, 6:45 P.M.

Conan was talking animatedly to the professor. "I'm not sure, but this is the first time she's found the bowtie. Do you have another invention?"

Agasa scratched his head. "Ehh...I'll see what I can do. But didn't you say yourself that she didn't look that suspicious of you?"

"I can't underestimate her."

"Oh...I'll see what I can do. Ai-kun, what are we going to have for dinner?" Agasa called into the kitchen, where Haibara was frantically searching the refrigerator.

"Hakase...did you eat all the food in here? We need vegetables. And fruit."

Agasa frowned. "Well, then, I'll go buy some groceries. Shinichi, do you want to come with me?"

Conan thought about it for a while. "Wouldn't do any harm. And, Hakase, are you SURE you know how to buy groceries?"

The professor laughed nervously.

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At the supermarket, 7:15 P.M.

"Let's see...we need cabbage and tomatoes. Shinichi, where are the cabbage and tomatoes?"

Shinichi merely pointed as his phone began to ring. "Oi, Hattori, what's up?"

"Forgot to tell you, Kudo, but that makeup company you told me about? On one of their posters, I saw Kazuha."

"Are you sure?"

Conan could practically picture Hattori's frustrated expression on the other end. "Of course I'm sure! I'd know those eyes anywhere!"

"Wait a minute...you just saw her eyes?"

"That's not the point."

Conan was finding it hard to pay attention to what Hattori was saying. Agasa was signaling at him frantically. What? he mouthed silently.

Agasa was pointing like crazy at the spot around the corner.

Ran turned the corner to the vegetable section. "Conan-kun! You're helping the professor, aren't you? Hello, Agasa-hakase."

Conan froze and quickly hung up before Ran could notice that he was talking on the phone. "Ahh...Ran-neechan!"

Ran smiled. "Then, I won't bother you two. Conan-kun, don't forget to come back! I'm making your favorite beef stew!" She winked at him, patted his head, and strode away.

Agasa raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't seem like she's suspicious of you."

"I hope not."

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Near the professor's car, 7:40 P.M.

"Phew! Finally got all that shopping done!" Agasa looked quizzically at Shinichi. "What are you doing, Shinichi?"

Conan was crouched under the professor's car. "Hakase...there's a transmitter on your car. And a listening device."

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AN: GAAAHH! That was horrible! Sorry for writing in such a hurry...

Shinichi: You always write in a hurry.

Me: That's not the point.

So, please review and leave suggestions! I'm kind of running out of ideas...:) It would be a big help if you could give me some!