[Detective Conan] Miss Otsu Regrets
Title: Miss Otsu Regrets
Author: Icka! M. Chif
Rating: General
Word Count: 423
Author's Note: Of course, as soon as my computer breaks down, we get PLUNNIES. Based off the 'Bette Midler version of the Cole Porter song.
Summary: "Well." Sonoko said thickly as she reached into her purse and pulled out a folded engraved piece of paper. "That certainly explains this."
"Oi~! Raan!" Sonoko's loud and cheerful voice rang through the Mouri Detective Agency. "You here?"
Conan sighed, slouching slightly to hide behind the newspaper he was reading. It didn't help as Sonoko reached down and ruffled his hair with the fondness one would give a small terrier as she passed. "Sonoko-chan?" Ran poked her head out of the back room. I thought you had a lunch appointment today."
"I did." Sonoko sighed dramatically as she plopped down on the sofa across from Conan. "Otsu-san canceled at the last moment, so here I am."
Lucky for them, Conan thought dryly to himself. It wasn't that he really objected to Ran's best friend, Sonoko was a good friend to Ran, but sometimes she just kind of got on his nerves. A bit. A tiny bit. Slightly. "Wait a minute." He glanced at the newspaper he was holding. "Otsu-san? Are they female?"
"Yeah." Sonoko waved it off. "Daughter of one of Daddy's business acquaintances. She's good company, a little heavy on the 'polite society' bit, -No- boyfriend, but fun to catch up on what's going on with."
"Oh." Conan glanced between the newspaper and Sonoko. Well, Otsu had certainly solved the boyfriend part. "There was a double-murder last night, evidently a 'Otsu-san' pulled a gun from under her velvet dress and killed a guy down in one of the popular 'Lover's Lane' areas." And for once, he hadn't been involved with it. "A bunch of people saw it. Something went wrong and a lynch mob formed and they hung her from one of the willow trees before the police arrived."
"What?!" Sonoko scrambled around the table to grab the newspaper. "Let me see!"
"Looks like the guy was a real jerk, known for sweet-talking his way into wealthy women's beds, and their pocket books, before dumping them. Some of his former dates, or victims, are outraged." Conan explained as Ran walked over, leaning over the back of the couch to read the paper over Sonoko's shoulder. There were quite a few accounts of how Otsu-san lifted her head up and cried as they hung her. A big outcry was brewing over if she had been justified, as if --or how-- the mob who hung her should be punished.
"Well." Sonoko said thickly as she reached into her purse and pulled out a folded engraved piece of paper. "That certainly explains this." She opened it and held it up for them to see, reading the neat calligraphy outloud.
"Miss Otsu regrets she's unable to lunch today."
-fin-
The dictionary says that 'Otsu' means 'to fall down' or 'the second in a group', and... yeah #^^#
Author: Icka! M. Chif
Rating: General
Word Count: 423
Author's Note: Of course, as soon as my computer breaks down, we get PLUNNIES. Based off the 'Bette Midler version of the Cole Porter song.
Summary: "Well." Sonoko said thickly as she reached into her purse and pulled out a folded engraved piece of paper. "That certainly explains this."
"Oi~! Raan!" Sonoko's loud and cheerful voice rang through the Mouri Detective Agency. "You here?"
Conan sighed, slouching slightly to hide behind the newspaper he was reading. It didn't help as Sonoko reached down and ruffled his hair with the fondness one would give a small terrier as she passed. "Sonoko-chan?" Ran poked her head out of the back room. I thought you had a lunch appointment today."
"I did." Sonoko sighed dramatically as she plopped down on the sofa across from Conan. "Otsu-san canceled at the last moment, so here I am."
Lucky for them, Conan thought dryly to himself. It wasn't that he really objected to Ran's best friend, Sonoko was a good friend to Ran, but sometimes she just kind of got on his nerves. A bit. A tiny bit. Slightly. "Wait a minute." He glanced at the newspaper he was holding. "Otsu-san? Are they female?"
"Yeah." Sonoko waved it off. "Daughter of one of Daddy's business acquaintances. She's good company, a little heavy on the 'polite society' bit, -No- boyfriend, but fun to catch up on what's going on with."
"Oh." Conan glanced between the newspaper and Sonoko. Well, Otsu had certainly solved the boyfriend part. "There was a double-murder last night, evidently a 'Otsu-san' pulled a gun from under her velvet dress and killed a guy down in one of the popular 'Lover's Lane' areas." And for once, he hadn't been involved with it. "A bunch of people saw it. Something went wrong and a lynch mob formed and they hung her from one of the willow trees before the police arrived."
"What?!" Sonoko scrambled around the table to grab the newspaper. "Let me see!"
"Looks like the guy was a real jerk, known for sweet-talking his way into wealthy women's beds, and their pocket books, before dumping them. Some of his former dates, or victims, are outraged." Conan explained as Ran walked over, leaning over the back of the couch to read the paper over Sonoko's shoulder. There were quite a few accounts of how Otsu-san lifted her head up and cried as they hung her. A big outcry was brewing over if she had been justified, as if --or how-- the mob who hung her should be punished.
"Well." Sonoko said thickly as she reached into her purse and pulled out a folded engraved piece of paper. "That certainly explains this." She opened it and held it up for them to see, reading the neat calligraphy outloud.
"Miss Otsu regrets she's unable to lunch today."
-fin-
The dictionary says that 'Otsu' means 'to fall down' or 'the second in a group', and... yeah #^^#