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Fandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito
Pairing: Eventual ConanKid
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor
Words: 191



“Well,” Kid said cheerfully, his plate almost washed clean of his dessert. “As grand as this little chat has been I need to be going. Things to do, heists to plan... You know how it is.”

“No. I don't.”

Kid paused, considered this, then nodded. “No, you probably don't. Otherwise you'd be the thief and I the detective, no?”

The thief stood with that parting shot and sauntered off, leaving enough money to pay for them both, Conan noticed.

He better not have stolen that... Shaking his head, because Kid was an honorable thief as weird as that sounded, Conan dropped some money to add to the amount Kid had left (Like hell he was just letting that thief pay for him!), and stored the umbrella in his pocket. (Using a handkerchief, of course. It wasn't likely he'd get anything off of it, but hey...)

Pulling out his cellphone he dialed Agasa's number. Time to get back to the normal flow of things, it seemed. Hopefully he'd be able to forget that whole psychologist thing had happened. Maybe he'd see what Haibara was up to, or something.

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