Omake for Paranormal Deception
Title: [none]
Author: Ran-dezvous
Genre: Humor/General
Fandom: Detective Conan
Pairing: Kudou Shinichi and Mouri Ran
Word Count: 713
Rating: G
Original Publish Date: January 29, 2007
Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan/Meitantei Conan. I just torture the characters behind Aoyama-sensei's back.
Notes: The omake for Paranormal Deception. I was going to include this with Inseparable, just like what I did for fanfiction.net, but the post ended up being too long for LJ. Maybe it’s better that way.
Summary: Shinchi and Ran actually doing the telepathy thing . . . sorta.
“Shinichi, here.” Ran slapped a white rectangular box with black squiggles on the detective’s desk.
“A box of cards?” He inquired. “What do you want me to do with a box of cards?”
“I want you to pick a card and imprint it in your mind. That way, you won’t have to worry what to think when we do our telepathy exercise.” The karate champion replied.
“I thought you said you didn’t believe in that stuff.”
“I lied.” As a detective, Shinichi should have figured that out, but no, Ran just had to get the better of him.
Ran took her chair from her desk and placed it in front of Shinichi’s. “Have you picked a card already?”
“Yes” was the detective’s blunt reply.
“Let me guess….You got a three of spades.”
Sure enough, Ran had gotten it correctly. “Yeah, you got that right.” Shinichi bitterly replied, showing her the aforementioned card. “It was only a coincidence. Let’s try it again.” He absolutely hated losing to her, especially if it was related to the paranormal-utter nonsense, he thought.
“Okay.”
He selected another card, firmly believing that probability was on his side.
Unfortunately for the detective, probability decided to fight against him. “Queen of hearts.”
His eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock. “This can’t be right! There’s no way you can guess two cards correctly in succession!” He protested.
“You’re just saying that because you’re losing to Ran-chan,” taunted a perky female voice. Shinichi directed his head to its direction. The insult came from none other than Suzuki Sonoko, Ran’s female best friend.
The detective inwardly fumed at that comment. “Since how long have you been in here?” He questioned, a slight trace of annoyance in his voice.
“Long enough to know that you stink at this!” Sonoko continued to taunt him.
“Let’s do this again.” He told Ran, forgetting the original purpose of the exercise. He wasn’t going to lose again-or else Sonoko would never shut up about it. He grabbed another card right from the middle of the deck.
“It’s the eight of diamonds.”
“No! You must be cheating!” He accusingly bellowed out. He didn’t want to believe that she was playing a trick on him, but he didn’t want to believe that telepathy was actually possible.
“No, I’m not! Your mind’s just easily susceptible!”
“What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“What? You, the top student, don’t know the meaning of ‘susceptible’?”
“I know what ‘susceptible’ means! But that’s not the point!”
Dropping their lunches and their varied conversations, the rest of Class 2-B had decided to gather around Kudou Shinichi’s desk, intently listened to the heated discussion between the teenage detective and the karate champion-which they found to be unusual for the two lovebirds-with keen interest.
“Then what, may I ask, is the point, Mr. Detective?”
To tell the truth, there was no point. Shinichi had just let his pride get the best of him-again. He struggled for an answer. “Umm…well…I just…I just couldn’t take losing to you, okay?” There, he had said it. With the exemption of confessing to Ran that he was Conan, he had a difficult time bringing himself to say it. Humility wasn’t exactly the teenage detective’s specialty.
“So does this mean that you believe in telepathy?” Ran cheerily asked, moving towards him.
“No. Probability just happens to be on your side.”
“Not even a little?” The karate champion tried to squeeze a confession out of him.
“No,” he insisted. “Could we please stop this?” He took a glance at his wristwatch. “There’s only fifteen minutes until our next class, and I still haven’t eaten my lunch yet.”
“Okay, how about after school at your place?”
“No, I don’t want to have to do anything with telepathy-or any other paranormal phenomena for that matter-ever again.” He refused. “If you want, you could do it with Sonoko. Count me out.”
“Fine. Give me back my cards.”
Shinichi returned the deck of cards to Ran. The crowd of students that had been watching them resumed their normal lunchtime activities. The two teenagers proceeded to eating their lunch in the remaining time they had.
The topic of paranormal phenomena was never brought up again-at least not in front of Kudou Shinichi.
I got the idea for the omake when I read your reviews. Gah, the card idea sounded so Kaito-y. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing, I mean, typing it.
Oh, and constructive criticism is still very much appreciated. Until next time!
Author: Ran-dezvous
Genre: Humor/General
Fandom: Detective Conan
Pairing: Kudou Shinichi and Mouri Ran
Word Count: 713
Rating: G
Original Publish Date: January 29, 2007
Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan/Meitantei Conan. I just torture the characters behind Aoyama-sensei's back.
Notes: The omake for Paranormal Deception. I was going to include this with Inseparable, just like what I did for fanfiction.net, but the post ended up being too long for LJ. Maybe it’s better that way.
Summary: Shinchi and Ran actually doing the telepathy thing . . . sorta.
“Shinichi, here.” Ran slapped a white rectangular box with black squiggles on the detective’s desk.
“A box of cards?” He inquired. “What do you want me to do with a box of cards?”
“I want you to pick a card and imprint it in your mind. That way, you won’t have to worry what to think when we do our telepathy exercise.” The karate champion replied.
“I thought you said you didn’t believe in that stuff.”
“I lied.” As a detective, Shinichi should have figured that out, but no, Ran just had to get the better of him.
Ran took her chair from her desk and placed it in front of Shinichi’s. “Have you picked a card already?”
“Yes” was the detective’s blunt reply.
“Let me guess….You got a three of spades.”
Sure enough, Ran had gotten it correctly. “Yeah, you got that right.” Shinichi bitterly replied, showing her the aforementioned card. “It was only a coincidence. Let’s try it again.” He absolutely hated losing to her, especially if it was related to the paranormal-utter nonsense, he thought.
“Okay.”
He selected another card, firmly believing that probability was on his side.
Unfortunately for the detective, probability decided to fight against him. “Queen of hearts.”
His eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock. “This can’t be right! There’s no way you can guess two cards correctly in succession!” He protested.
“You’re just saying that because you’re losing to Ran-chan,” taunted a perky female voice. Shinichi directed his head to its direction. The insult came from none other than Suzuki Sonoko, Ran’s female best friend.
The detective inwardly fumed at that comment. “Since how long have you been in here?” He questioned, a slight trace of annoyance in his voice.
“Long enough to know that you stink at this!” Sonoko continued to taunt him.
“Let’s do this again.” He told Ran, forgetting the original purpose of the exercise. He wasn’t going to lose again-or else Sonoko would never shut up about it. He grabbed another card right from the middle of the deck.
“It’s the eight of diamonds.”
“No! You must be cheating!” He accusingly bellowed out. He didn’t want to believe that she was playing a trick on him, but he didn’t want to believe that telepathy was actually possible.
“No, I’m not! Your mind’s just easily susceptible!”
“What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“What? You, the top student, don’t know the meaning of ‘susceptible’?”
“I know what ‘susceptible’ means! But that’s not the point!”
Dropping their lunches and their varied conversations, the rest of Class 2-B had decided to gather around Kudou Shinichi’s desk, intently listened to the heated discussion between the teenage detective and the karate champion-which they found to be unusual for the two lovebirds-with keen interest.
“Then what, may I ask, is the point, Mr. Detective?”
To tell the truth, there was no point. Shinichi had just let his pride get the best of him-again. He struggled for an answer. “Umm…well…I just…I just couldn’t take losing to you, okay?” There, he had said it. With the exemption of confessing to Ran that he was Conan, he had a difficult time bringing himself to say it. Humility wasn’t exactly the teenage detective’s specialty.
“So does this mean that you believe in telepathy?” Ran cheerily asked, moving towards him.
“No. Probability just happens to be on your side.”
“Not even a little?” The karate champion tried to squeeze a confession out of him.
“No,” he insisted. “Could we please stop this?” He took a glance at his wristwatch. “There’s only fifteen minutes until our next class, and I still haven’t eaten my lunch yet.”
“Okay, how about after school at your place?”
“No, I don’t want to have to do anything with telepathy-or any other paranormal phenomena for that matter-ever again.” He refused. “If you want, you could do it with Sonoko. Count me out.”
“Fine. Give me back my cards.”
Shinichi returned the deck of cards to Ran. The crowd of students that had been watching them resumed their normal lunchtime activities. The two teenagers proceeded to eating their lunch in the remaining time they had.
The topic of paranormal phenomena was never brought up again-at least not in front of Kudou Shinichi.
I got the idea for the omake when I read your reviews. Gah, the card idea sounded so Kaito-y. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing, I mean, typing it.
Oh, and constructive criticism is still very much appreciated. Until next time!