Lost
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Conan had, for the most part, gotten used to being a kid. He didn't particularly like it, but he'd gotten used to it. It was, however, still enough to make him start to understand the motives the murderers he chased always prattled on about. Particularly at moments like this.
The three real children of the Shounen Tantei were sitting on the ground, nearby, singing. Or maybe the true term for what Genta was trying to do was something along the lines of wailing dead cow. Not that Conan had any room to talk, which was the only reason no one had asked him to join in. Of course they hadn't asked Haibara either, but that was because she was scarey.
Ai was, in fact, sitting right next to him as he ground his teeth, and tried to tune out the tuneless music. Ai who was sitting next to him, smirking, and watching him out of the corner of her eye. She was clearly getting a great deal of amusement out of this.
She was evil, he just knew it.
Turning pointedly back to the notebook in his lap he tried to ignore the singing (It appeared they were trying to sing something in English. And failing at it. Badly. Conan thought he could make out something about a map. He didn't want to know.) and concentrate on what he was doing. While he'd told everyone it was 'just his school work' it was actually all the information he'd gathered on the upcoming Kid heist.
He still hadn't figured out how he was going to get Ran to let him go...
The singing blessedly stopped, and Conan released a silent sigh.
"I think Edogawa-kun would like to hear it again," Haibara said softly.
Conan froze and turned to look at her. She was smirking at him again!
"Really Conan-kun?!" Ayumi's happy voice trilled.
And, Conan knew he couldn't say no to her. Damn it.
"Uh... Yeah! Of course!" If he lost his mind he was going to blame Haibara all the way to the nearest mental hospital.
Damn you, Haibara. You're going to pay for this!
DRABBLE NOTE: The song the Shounen Tantei were mangling was the "Map Song" from Dora the Explorer. Blame Tsugumi Winters.