Conan was not in a good mood.
Perhaps it was because the Detective Boys made him go sing karaoke. Or that he-being a child- wasn't aloud to drink coffee. Possibly it was because Ai taunted him about… well basically everything.
No not any of those, it was after he had got home. After a hot shower-the perfect cure for being an adult in a child's body- had made Conan slightly drowsy. Then Ran had finally returned home from her shopping expedition.
So stormed in the fast-but not angry- Ran. She looked so proud of herself for doing only Lord knows what. Then, out of all the rooms she could have gone to, she chose the bathroom. Knowing Conan was there, since she had written a note that said 'please shower, and remember to eat with ketchup'.
So she entered the room looking at the younger boy." Um,… er Ran-neechan…. Er." Conan blushed lightly at her.
"Conan-kun, just the boy I need! And look, I'm just in time." Ran kneeled over to flash her merry grin. Holding up the bag with some kind of mad pride, the one and only bag she had got after two hours of shopping.
"What's in it Ran-neechan?" He leaned forward, still tightly gripping his towel to his waistline.
Ran grinned again, imitating the joker in a creepy way. She ruffled open her bag for him flashing the contents proudly.
"New PJ's." She pulled them out for better view.
Oh dear God, Shinichi thought, trying really hard to escape the nightmare.
They were footie-style pajamas, and to make some matter worse…. They had little trucks on them.
Conan looked at them pulling his 'I'm-so-happy-you-got-me-this' face.
Oh and it got worse, as further inspected there revealed to be little bunnies in the trucks driving them.
Oh Ran was it your mission to pick the dumbest pair in the whole store? Shinichi would not be seen in those nasty things, not even his current condition.
Ran leaned down to his level, she smiled it him. It was a true 'Oh-I-can't-wait-to-see-you-in-those' grin. "Do you like them?"
"Un-huh." She got a fish gap along with that.
"Well, you can wear them tonight."
" 'Kay."
Ran turned away, closing the bathroom door behind her. Her grinned widened, looking rather sinister.
Take that Shinichi, she thought in glee.
Omake~ May-chan and Ran have a fun little after party….
"May-chan, that was so fun!"
"Yep, torturing must really be my calling."
"So can we do it again another time?"
"Totally, I always have loads and loads of free time."
Conan stormed in-angry, might the author add- fully clothed in his bunny-driving-trucks pajamas.
"Yooou!" He hissed.
"Hi!" The merry author waved at him.
"Don't you know bunnies don't drive?"
May looked at him in a very wide-eyed gap.
"Apparently not." Ran said.
"People these days." Conan grumbled, with that he crossed him arms and stomped out of the room.
A/N: Yeah,yeah I do know bunnies don't drive. It kind of came from when I had my friend who has no knowledge on DC, to read this. Her only remark was:'Dude, bunnies don't drive.' So I was kind of waiting for her to ask something else like 'How is Conan, Shinichi?' not that, so I sat there very confused on her remark . Then she laughed really hard saying 'May-chan, you're so lost.' And thus, the omake was born!