Post by Addy01 on Mar 28, 2017 8:35:27 GMT
Cursed!
By Addy01
Summary - Kaito wants to go to the carnival, but Shinichi isn’t too keen to test his luck, not with the dead bodies, terrorist and bombs threats he tend to attract wherever he goes…
Word Count: 767 (according to ffn - wrote this on the phone...so...ya)
-o-
“I don’t think it is a good idea…”
“Oh, come on Shinichi, please? Besides, you need a break! When was the last time you stepped out of the house for anything other than take outs and cases?"
“Hmmmm….” Unfortunately, he took too long to answer...
“That’s right…that’s long enough! Besides, what are you worried about?”
Shinichi gave a deadpanned stare, but gave let out a sigh when Kaito continue to look genuinely confuse, giving him the Tilted head number 6: I-have-no-idea-what-you-are-talking-about – that’s just an act! Kaito definitely knows what he’s taking about!
“I don’t want to go because I’d inevitably come across another case again, and I just want some peace and quiet this weekend.” Even after he got back his body, Shinichi unfortunately continue to come across bodies in a statistically improbably rate.
Maybe there was some voodoo element in that poison that Haibara concocted that she had not been able to neatralise with the antitode – and did not tell him about it! She must be laughing herself off whenever a body drops right in front of him! (And sometimes literally)
He always knew she was evil…Evil!
“Rubbish! With me around, it won’t happen! I have lady luck’s favour after all!” And gave a smirk that was supposed to convey confidence, and only inspire apprehension wariness in Shinchi…
“Kaito, what are you up too?” That’s Kaito’s Smirk Number 32: I’m-up-to-no-good.
“Other than just wanting you to relax and have fun? Nothing! How could you doubt me?” and proceeded to giving Shinichi Puppy-dog Eyes Number 17: How-could-you-doubt-innocent-me!
Shoot…that one always got to him.
“Alight.” Shinichi let out another sigh, and start tidying up his table. “If anything happens, you can’t drag me to this kind of places anymore, deal?"
“Deal!”
-o-
Even though they had spent almost the entire day at the carnival without so much a child having a scraped knee, Shinichi just could not help but hold his breath…
Anytime now…
“Oh…Just chill, will you? It’s almost as if you’re wishing sometime would happen to some unfortunately soul out there.” Kaito pouted (this time, Pout Number 63: how-could-you-not-trust-me), the ice cream that they had purchased as already dripping onto his hand.
“Alright” Shinichi conceded, taking in a deep breath. Nothing HAD happened so far, and he did not mean to be such a wet blanket-
Something caught Kaito’s eye, causing the magician to stiffen for a second. Shinichi, ever the observant one, was about to ask about it when there was a dangerous glean in Kaito’s eyes and…
“Let’s go on that ride!” Kaito exclaimed as he pointed at the Ferris Wheel just up ahead before dragged him away so suddenly that he almost dropped his ice cream!
“Kaito!”
-o-
“This is the last time I’m doing Kuroba and Kudo any favours.” He muttered under his breath as he took out his phone to call the police…again.
When Kuroba approached him with this little arrangement – if Saguru agree to hang around the carnival this weekend and solve any crime or cases that popped out of the woods in the area without dragging Kudo into the investigation, Kuroba would stop sabotaging Saguru’s attempts to woo one lovely Nakamouri Aoko - he had scoffed then, and agreed instantly, thinking that it would be a good time to catch up in the latest season of Sherlock on his iPad while seating at some café, enjoying the little break that he had not been able to give himself this past week. (And he was not going to reject a freebie from Kuroba like this!)
He had not believed the rumours floating around the precinct about how Kudo was probably either a Shinigami, or cursed by one, with the number of cases he had bumped into…
But now, he thought that there was merit in that gossip…
He had just spent the last six hours solving two murder cases (going on three), one suicide attempts, one thief case (that had been the simplest case, surprisingly) and preventing two attempted murders. This was just not the way he had thought this weekend would turned out to be.
It was ridiculous how all of these occurred in this small little wayward carnival that had parked itself at Beika Park just for this weekend.
“No wonder Kudo always looked so tired and worn out…”
As much as he sympathised with the prodigious detective, there was no way Saguru was going to do this again.
Now did he have Hattori-san’s number or maybe Sera-san? Maybe he could pass their numbers to Kuroba the next time the magician asked him for another favour.
-o-
owari
By Addy01
Summary - Kaito wants to go to the carnival, but Shinichi isn’t too keen to test his luck, not with the dead bodies, terrorist and bombs threats he tend to attract wherever he goes…
Word Count: 767 (according to ffn - wrote this on the phone...so...ya)
-o-
“I don’t think it is a good idea…”
“Oh, come on Shinichi, please? Besides, you need a break! When was the last time you stepped out of the house for anything other than take outs and cases?"
“Hmmmm….” Unfortunately, he took too long to answer...
“That’s right…that’s long enough! Besides, what are you worried about?”
Shinichi gave a deadpanned stare, but gave let out a sigh when Kaito continue to look genuinely confuse, giving him the Tilted head number 6: I-have-no-idea-what-you-are-talking-about – that’s just an act! Kaito definitely knows what he’s taking about!
“I don’t want to go because I’d inevitably come across another case again, and I just want some peace and quiet this weekend.” Even after he got back his body, Shinichi unfortunately continue to come across bodies in a statistically improbably rate.
Maybe there was some voodoo element in that poison that Haibara concocted that she had not been able to neatralise with the antitode – and did not tell him about it! She must be laughing herself off whenever a body drops right in front of him! (And sometimes literally)
He always knew she was evil…Evil!
“Rubbish! With me around, it won’t happen! I have lady luck’s favour after all!” And gave a smirk that was supposed to convey confidence, and only inspire apprehension wariness in Shinchi…
“Kaito, what are you up too?” That’s Kaito’s Smirk Number 32: I’m-up-to-no-good.
“Other than just wanting you to relax and have fun? Nothing! How could you doubt me?” and proceeded to giving Shinichi Puppy-dog Eyes Number 17: How-could-you-doubt-innocent-me!
Shoot…that one always got to him.
“Alight.” Shinichi let out another sigh, and start tidying up his table. “If anything happens, you can’t drag me to this kind of places anymore, deal?"
“Deal!”
-o-
Even though they had spent almost the entire day at the carnival without so much a child having a scraped knee, Shinichi just could not help but hold his breath…
Anytime now…
“Oh…Just chill, will you? It’s almost as if you’re wishing sometime would happen to some unfortunately soul out there.” Kaito pouted (this time, Pout Number 63: how-could-you-not-trust-me), the ice cream that they had purchased as already dripping onto his hand.
“Alright” Shinichi conceded, taking in a deep breath. Nothing HAD happened so far, and he did not mean to be such a wet blanket-
Something caught Kaito’s eye, causing the magician to stiffen for a second. Shinichi, ever the observant one, was about to ask about it when there was a dangerous glean in Kaito’s eyes and…
“Let’s go on that ride!” Kaito exclaimed as he pointed at the Ferris Wheel just up ahead before dragged him away so suddenly that he almost dropped his ice cream!
“Kaito!”
-o-
“This is the last time I’m doing Kuroba and Kudo any favours.” He muttered under his breath as he took out his phone to call the police…again.
When Kuroba approached him with this little arrangement – if Saguru agree to hang around the carnival this weekend and solve any crime or cases that popped out of the woods in the area without dragging Kudo into the investigation, Kuroba would stop sabotaging Saguru’s attempts to woo one lovely Nakamouri Aoko - he had scoffed then, and agreed instantly, thinking that it would be a good time to catch up in the latest season of Sherlock on his iPad while seating at some café, enjoying the little break that he had not been able to give himself this past week. (And he was not going to reject a freebie from Kuroba like this!)
He had not believed the rumours floating around the precinct about how Kudo was probably either a Shinigami, or cursed by one, with the number of cases he had bumped into…
But now, he thought that there was merit in that gossip…
He had just spent the last six hours solving two murder cases (going on three), one suicide attempts, one thief case (that had been the simplest case, surprisingly) and preventing two attempted murders. This was just not the way he had thought this weekend would turned out to be.
It was ridiculous how all of these occurred in this small little wayward carnival that had parked itself at Beika Park just for this weekend.
“No wonder Kudo always looked so tired and worn out…”
As much as he sympathised with the prodigious detective, there was no way Saguru was going to do this again.
Now did he have Hattori-san’s number or maybe Sera-san? Maybe he could pass their numbers to Kuroba the next time the magician asked him for another favour.
-o-
owari