Fandom: Detective Conan
Publish Date: 9/24/2005 through 12/24/2006 (in Short Stack Stories)
Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan. But I do have homemade hand-puppets for each character...that's normal, right?
No cases, no news, not even the usual Ran moping about Shinichi.
In short, it was a Really Sloooooooooow Day.
And Conan was bored. Bored, bored, boooooooooored.
So he sat and watched the dryer spin around and around and found himself vaguely wondering if the clothes were getting dizzy. It was the most entertainment he’d had all day.
Just when he was contemplating a particularly interesting spot on the wall, the phone rang.
Hoping desperately for something to do, he jumped up, dove, and grabbed the receiver. “Mouri Detective Agency,” he chimed automatically, crossing his fingers.
He paused. “Haibara?”
Across the phone line, he heard the familiar squeak of her lab chair. “I have good news.”
Conan’s grip on the phone tightened. “You found an antidote.”
“You’ve got a lead on the Black Ops.”
“There’s a case.”
“Your favorite store is having a sale?”
“…that’s not it, but thank you for reminding me.” He heard papers rustling, and assumed that she was fishing the ad for Chemistry Supplies ‘R’ Us out of the morning’s newspaper.
“Okay, I give. What’s the good news?” Conan demanded.
He could actually hear her smiling across the line. “Kudo-kun…”
He waited, unconsciously holding his breath.
“…I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance.”