Shiniki: I do not own Detective Conan, But maybe Me or Myself does!
Mystery writers are weird…
It had been a long day, the girls had spent most of the time shopping and finally decided the boys could take the rest of the day off…No one could find change for a cab, and so began the long march home…
"Eh, Kudou…" Heiji said lazily
"Hn?" Conan looked up, his rather innocent eye's gazing upon the teenage detective
"Your father is a mystery writer…So doesn't that mean he sits in his study thinking of ways to kill people? Blackmail people? And do other horrible things to them?"
Conan shuttered, He never liked conversations with or about his parents, and now he knew why…
The reports…
Gin withdrew his gun, the job was finished…Yoshiro-san was dead…He entered his Porsche and drove away from the scene, back to the mysterious headquarters of the Black Organization. He entered through the back entrance and took the VIP elevator up to the 5th floor, just down the hall was his door…He entered his private quarters and stacked upon his desk was at least a foot of paperwork. He sat down slowly reaching his hand out for a pen; He slid the first paper off the stack and began to write…
Mission No. 51,658
Was the job successful: Yes.
Was there any witness's: Yes, Three people, Me, Myself, and I.
Is there anything bothering you, and Health Conditions or the like: My hair has lost some tone and is not as shiny and glamorous and usual, If any of you make a comment about it, the Next paperwork I turn in will be subject to your death…
Have you ever thought of coming to the police about our Organization's dealings? Please note this will not schedule your immediate execution, but will have a serious impact on your life: Rot and Burn in Hell Vermouth!
Anything to make your mission far more enjoyable: Cut the paperwork…
Do you have any complaints: Yes… Cut the Paperwork!
Is there anything you would like to bring to our attention: Yes, the Paperwork Sucks!
Do you have any request's regarding your occupation and how you do it: Yes, let me do it without question...DOWN WITH PAPERWORK!
After Gin finished writing nearly all of the paperwork…He sighed, how much longer was Vermouth going to torture him?
Disney meets Kaito…
The theater was booming "Under the Sea! Unda the Sea! Life is so much better! Down with its wetter! Take it from me!" How could someone produce such a film! This shouldn't be rated G! It should be rated X! Fish should not talk let alone sign! And F-fish people shouldn't exist either! Kaito slunked down into his chair…He was going to die, he knew it…
"What kind of sick and twisted person would come up with such a film? This is pure terror!" Kaito shrieked
"Oh Shut up Kaito…It's only the Little Mermaid…" Aoko sighed
"When this is over…provided I'm still living, Aoko will regret ever taking me to…this monstrosity!
The Cure…
"I found the antidote!" Ai suddenly came up behind Conan
Conan was startled; He wasn't expecting Ai to sneak up on him like that…"Oh? What is it?"
"Cyanide" She stated
"And how did you figure that out?" Conan glared at her…
"Trial and Error?"
Shiniki: And yes, SLUNKD down into his chair…It's a word!