Shine
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"If these are the fakes... then where's Kid?" Someone asked. "This is obviously his work!"
Idiots. Conan sighed heavily and twisted his head around to give the 'girl' holding him a dirty look. An obnoxious Kid grin greeted him and, a moment later, he felt himself being tossed up into the air. He really wished people would quite tossing him around!!!
A billow of smoke erupted from below followed by several loud shouts and, by the time Conan landed back in the thief's arms, Kid was back in his usual regalia. All signs of Sonoko had been thoroughly discarded. Conan found himself staring into that shadowed, monocle wearing, face.
Conan scowled.
Kid grinned.
"Put the brat down, Kid!!"
Conan grinned. An evil little grin that made a slightly baffled look peer through Kid's usual mocking mask at him. Too late, Kid, it was his time to shine!
Pushing and wriggling like mad all of a sudden Conan leaned around and reached out one hand toward Ran and, in his best upset child voice, shrieked, "The bad man is touching me!!!"
A glance back showed Kid's face sliding into a hysterically horrified look: Wide eyes, dropped jaw... the whole deal. It was there, and Conan felt utterly, and completely, justified.
The horror on Kid's face snapped into terrified in two seconds flat when Ran's enraged, "PUT. HIM. DOWN. NOW!" echoed across the room.
Kid dropped him like he was a hot coal, and only missed having his head taken of via karate champion by a few millimeters.
Grinning in vicious amusement, Conan watched Kid dive and dodge around the room like mad as Ran went after him. The thief was frantically looking for an escape route. That would teach him to duct tape him to a wall, then cuddle, and drool all over him!
The stupefied spectators finally shook themselves out of their daze, and Nakamori began bellowing orders. No one, it seemed, wanted to get in range of Ran's attacks. It wasn't until Kid made a last minute dive through one of the paper doors that anyone made a move to pursue him.
Conan slipped out of the room before Ran could find him to fuss. He had a thief to corner! And, hey, if he was cackling madly in his mind (just a little) that was his prerogative.