[fanfic] DC: Control
Dec. 10th, 2003 11:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ickaimpWow! A DC one for once! *boggles* And it's comedy! o_O
As Edogawa Conan, there were very few things Shin'ichi Kudo had absolute control over. Fewer less that he enjoyed. But when he found something that he enjoyed, AND had control over it, he held on to it with his two small hands and growl, hiss and claw fiercely like a pissed off kitten at whomever might dare to attempt to take it away from him.
Such as Mouri.
Who was glaring at him in an almost-but-not-quite pout.
And nursing his injured wrist.
Conan grinned fang-like, the gleaming teeth matching the marks on Mouri’s wrist. It was his own fault for bopping him over the head in the first place.
Mouri sniffed.
"Honestly, Dad." Ran scolded. "You should know better. And it's Conan-kun's turn, so leave him alone and stop sulking."
"M'not sulking." Mouri muttered, turning to look out the window and smoke a cigarette. Ran rolled her eyes.
Conan snickered, gleefully clutching his prize to his chest.
See if Mouri ever tried to take the TV remote away from HIM again...
-fin-
Shin'ichi's Humorscope Today:
Taurus (April 20 - May 20)
Today one or more close relations will pout. You will stoicly endure this, and will steadfastly refuse to relinquish control of the remote control.
As Edogawa Conan, there were very few things Shin'ichi Kudo had absolute control over. Fewer less that he enjoyed. But when he found something that he enjoyed, AND had control over it, he held on to it with his two small hands and growl, hiss and claw fiercely like a pissed off kitten at whomever might dare to attempt to take it away from him.
Such as Mouri.
Who was glaring at him in an almost-but-not-quite pout.
And nursing his injured wrist.
Conan grinned fang-like, the gleaming teeth matching the marks on Mouri’s wrist. It was his own fault for bopping him over the head in the first place.
Mouri sniffed.
"Honestly, Dad." Ran scolded. "You should know better. And it's Conan-kun's turn, so leave him alone and stop sulking."
"M'not sulking." Mouri muttered, turning to look out the window and smoke a cigarette. Ran rolled her eyes.
Conan snickered, gleefully clutching his prize to his chest.
See if Mouri ever tried to take the TV remote away from HIM again...
-fin-
Shin'ichi's Humorscope Today:
Taurus (April 20 - May 20)
Today one or more close relations will pout. You will stoicly endure this, and will steadfastly refuse to relinquish control of the remote control.
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Date: 2003-12-10 10:30 pm (UTC)Try "growled, hissed, and clawed" -- past tense, please.
I'm getting a picture of Conan with cat ears, tail, and whiskers, bristling while crouched over a remote control. Cute.
-Ami-
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Date: 2003-12-11 08:40 am (UTC)*splutter* XD I blame the mental picture of a full grown Kudo Shinichi doing exactly that to whoever DARES to ask Ran for a date on you, Icka-sempai. *starts laughing again*
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Date: 2003-12-17 08:00 am (UTC)I thought you had forgotten about Conan *sniff* but you remembered!!!!! Yay!!!!
"...at whomever might dare to attempt to take it away from him.
Such as Mouri."
Hehe... idiot me thought for a minute Mouri was the thing that Conan really was attachted to... gave me a mild heart attack there for a second....^_^;;