Detective Conan. Ran. 098. Writer's choice.
Title: Exception to the Rule
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Ran (General series)
Prompt: #98-writer’s choice
Word Count: 308 words
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: There’s a little bit of good in everyone. Right?
Ran’s mother was a lawyer, and as such the girl had been instilled with a strong sense of right and wrong from a very early age. She knew about law and justice and the power of evidence, and the principle of a person being innocent until proven guilty. She had also been taught that there was good in everyone, no matter how bad the person’s crimes.
However…
She had also found, during the course of her own experiences in day to day life, that her mother had forgotten about something. Or was perhaps unaware of this something, the exception to the rule.
Amidst the screaming sirens and chaos of what had started as a class field trip, a handful of girls (all of an elementary school age) faced a handful of boys of a similar age. Ran’s attention was focused in particular on one, Kudo Shinichi, her best friend. Though she really did not want to claim him as such right now. He was not the primary culprit this time, but more of an accomplice.
That was the only reason that he had been allowed to keep breathing.
The ringleader of the boys would not be so lucky, it seemed, as he faced off with the girl heading up the angry female pack. “Okay, explain this to us one more time. They told us specifically to leave it alone. So why did you press the button?”
The boy in question grinned, unashamed and unafraid of his imminent demise. “Because it was there!”
Shinichi snickered, but fell silent when Ran gave him a glare that could have frozen the water pouring from the fire hoses. He then coughed and averted his eyes to something that was not Ran.
Ran sighed. Innocent until proven guilty? A little bit of good in everyone?
Obviously, her mother didn’t know anything about boys.
PS. …I think this was a lot funnier in my head. Oh well. Thanks for reading!
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Ran (General series)
Prompt: #98-writer’s choice
Word Count: 308 words
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: There’s a little bit of good in everyone. Right?
Ran’s mother was a lawyer, and as such the girl had been instilled with a strong sense of right and wrong from a very early age. She knew about law and justice and the power of evidence, and the principle of a person being innocent until proven guilty. She had also been taught that there was good in everyone, no matter how bad the person’s crimes.
However…
She had also found, during the course of her own experiences in day to day life, that her mother had forgotten about something. Or was perhaps unaware of this something, the exception to the rule.
Amidst the screaming sirens and chaos of what had started as a class field trip, a handful of girls (all of an elementary school age) faced a handful of boys of a similar age. Ran’s attention was focused in particular on one, Kudo Shinichi, her best friend. Though she really did not want to claim him as such right now. He was not the primary culprit this time, but more of an accomplice.
That was the only reason that he had been allowed to keep breathing.
The ringleader of the boys would not be so lucky, it seemed, as he faced off with the girl heading up the angry female pack. “Okay, explain this to us one more time. They told us specifically to leave it alone. So why did you press the button?”
The boy in question grinned, unashamed and unafraid of his imminent demise. “Because it was there!”
Shinichi snickered, but fell silent when Ran gave him a glare that could have frozen the water pouring from the fire hoses. He then coughed and averted his eyes to something that was not Ran.
Ran sighed. Innocent until proven guilty? A little bit of good in everyone?
Obviously, her mother didn’t know anything about boys.
PS. …I think this was a lot funnier in my head. Oh well. Thanks for reading!