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Had a really weird dream last night which resulted in me being plunnied over Magic Kaito. The weird thing was, the dream itself was about planning the fic. I dreamed that I had the idea and thought it was great, but I wanted to make sure it would work so I went to Hakuba's house to act it out with him to make sure it felt right. And I have no idea whether I was just playing Kaito or I actually was Kaito. Anyway, for whatever reason he agreed and we started acting it out, but he didn't actually know where I was going with it so he kept getting things wrong. For instance, Aoko was a cat. Namely, she was one of six cats in Hakuba's house and the only one that wasn't black and white. Under any other circumstances this would be blatant symbolism. So I was all, "We'll just pretend she's not a cat and keep going," and we did, until Baaya came in and I finished under my breath, "We'll continue this discussion later." It was all dark and promising, and I left. Then I immediately bounced back in, super hyper and gushing about how my idea was perfect and it would be the greatest fic ever.
After that the dream made decidedly less sense, in the way that only dreams can be nonsensical and still coherent. Conan showed up, and there was some sort of bizarre chase scene that may have involved a horse and cart, then someone tried to drown me in a swimming pool, then Vermouth took me hostage with a gun and I was struggling for all I was worth and the general impression was that it was The End.
Anyway the fic idea, which was remarkably coherent in-dream and will probably be a Holmes-esque AU should it ever exist, involves Hakuba meeting Aoko one day and, deciding that she is far too beautiful to deserve her lower-class status, offers to Inspector Nakamori to train her to be a proper young lady and to marry her and give her a life far better than she currently has to look forward to. Nakamori, wanting the best for his daughter, agrees and Aoko goes to live in the Hakuba mansion as future-lady/wife-in-training. Enter street rat Kaito, who has a... slight disagreement over this arrangement. And thus they clash, with Aoko obliviously in the middle as usual.
Wow. That was an interesting half-hour distraction when I remembered that there is Holmes/Lupin slash and wanted to see if there was any more. There wasn't, but I had to refresh myself on what does exist and also fanart for the games. "NEVER! INTERRUPT! ME! WHILE! I'M! WORKING! WATSON!" Oh, I need the Sherlock Holmes games so bad. Mostly Nemesis, but the others sound like soo much fun too. Sleep now.
After that the dream made decidedly less sense, in the way that only dreams can be nonsensical and still coherent. Conan showed up, and there was some sort of bizarre chase scene that may have involved a horse and cart, then someone tried to drown me in a swimming pool, then Vermouth took me hostage with a gun and I was struggling for all I was worth and the general impression was that it was The End.
Anyway the fic idea, which was remarkably coherent in-dream and will probably be a Holmes-esque AU should it ever exist, involves Hakuba meeting Aoko one day and, deciding that she is far too beautiful to deserve her lower-class status, offers to Inspector Nakamori to train her to be a proper young lady and to marry her and give her a life far better than she currently has to look forward to. Nakamori, wanting the best for his daughter, agrees and Aoko goes to live in the Hakuba mansion as future-lady/wife-in-training. Enter street rat Kaito, who has a... slight disagreement over this arrangement. And thus they clash, with Aoko obliviously in the middle as usual.
Wow. That was an interesting half-hour distraction when I remembered that there is Holmes/Lupin slash and wanted to see if there was any more. There wasn't, but I had to refresh myself on what does exist and also fanart for the games. "NEVER! INTERRUPT! ME! WHILE! I'M! WORKING! WATSON!" Oh, I need the Sherlock Holmes games so bad. Mostly Nemesis, but the others sound like soo much fun too. Sleep now.