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Oneshot Three
Thrown to the Lions
Facing off the four lions in the arena, the only barrier between them and Ran, Conan wondered how it was that he got into these messes. It had just been a trip to the circus, a Mouri plus freeloader outing due to Ran's wheedling of her father.
Of course, then somebody was murdered. Conan could not see why Kogoro and Ran ever took him anywhere, seeing as these kinds of things always happened whenever they did so. What was more, the suspect had made a break for it and in the chaos of the ensuing chase somebody had accidentally knocked Ran into the arena, right into the midst of the lions that had been left there from when their performance had been abruptly ended. So the shrunken detective had jumped in after her, no question about it.
With grim determination, Conan picked up the small stool and the whip that had been abandoned. Fortunately his father had taught him lion-taming in Hawaii.
AN: 'Cause Shinichi/Conan has learned how to do everything in Hawaii from his father. Except for singing, that is. And no, I don't know anything about lion-taming . . . yet. I'll get my break one day.