Nebulous Drabbles 3
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kooriiFandom: Detecitve Conan/Magic Kaito/Pokemon?
Pairing: Slight Kid/Conan, and some Background Kid/Shinichi
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor
Summary: Some stuff you've already seen if you follow me on FF.net, and Koorii shows how big a pokenerd she is.
Today had been a nice day, Conan thought. Ran had had to go out, but that was okay. She'd patted him on the head, and told him she'd bring him back a nice treat. He was still trying to get used to the new name though, but he thought it was an okay name. A lot easier than his old one, anyway.
After Ran had left he'd been left to his own devices, so he'd dug out some of his toys and played with them for awhile. The shiny ball was his favorite: It was squishy and the strands of gleaming stuff tickled when he picked it up. And, of course, when the light shown on it it was really eye catching! It was definitely the best toy ever.
But, that was then, and now here he was curled up in Ran's desk chair, in the sunshine. It was a great time to nap in the sunshine!
Conan didn't know how long he'd been napping when something woke him up. It was just the barest of sounds, really, and he lifted his head to peer around groggily. It wasn't long before his gaze landed on a figure above him. In fact it was leaning against the window frame and seemed to be watching him.
It took Conan only a second to realize who had come to pay him a visit. That sleek white form, those knowing blue-violet eyes, that smug air... Ai had complained about him when he and Ran had last visited with her and Agasa.
“Kaitou Kat!” Conan hissed, standing and arching his back in indignation. The renowned cat burglar was here! He was a strange cat who went around the block stealing shiny toys from the other cats. Of course the toys always found their way home, along with other objects the kleptomaniac had pilfered, but that was besides the point. Conan could see his favorite shiny ball sitting on the floor, glimmering in the sunlight.
“Maa, Maa, don't puff up like that little kitten, I'll be gone before you know it~” the big cat sung playfully, and rubbed his cheek against the window.
Conan hissed again, fur bristling even more. He was sure his tail looked like a bottle brush by now. “There's nothing for you here! Go away!”
Lazily the cat slithered to the edge of Ran's desk, and peered over the edge at Conan. He reached out a fine white paw and batted Conan's head. “You're adorable, really, Kitten-chan, but there's nothing you can do to stop me.”
And, with that, the thief bounced off the desk and landed neatly on the floor with grace that Conan could only envy right now. “You!!!”
Conan skittered to the edge of the chair and paused, claws digging into the upholstery, rear end wiggling, before he thrust himself off into the air. He would pounce that stupid big cat and show him what for! Unfortunately, the cat neatly skipped out of the way and Conan landed in a tumble on the floor. When he looked up, the cat was licking one paw smugly, the other was braced on Conan's shiny ball.
“That's mine! Give it back, Kat!”
The thief paused his grooming, and slanted Conan a sly-eyed look. “You'll have to come and get it from me if you want it~”
Hissing and spitting in out rage, Conan darted at the cat who scooped his prize up, and dashed nimbly away. Ahead of Conan the white cat bounced over a pillow that had been left propped against a bookshelf, and easily began to scale the shelves. Conan was determined to follow, and jumped up at the pillow. He reached out and grabbed the top of it, but even his small weight was too much for the soft pillow and it toppled. With a thump Conan landed on his back, the pillow pressing down on him. He flailed out with his forepaws, then gave up knowing he'd never move it.
“Do you need some help down there?” that smug voice asked.
With his ears laid back, Conan glared up at the white head that peeked over the top of the bookshelf. The cat still held his ball in his mouth. “I hope you get chased by a big huge slobbery dog!”
The cat's eyes closed in amusement, and Conan caught the hint of a purr. “So cruel! Ah, but I must go now, Kitten-chan. We should play again another day!”
Kaitou Kat propelled himself from the top of the bookshelf and seemed to soar across the room to land on Ran's desk. Conan twisted his head around, clawing at the pillow holding him down. “I'll get you next time, Kat!”
The cat flipped his elegant white tail at him, then disappeared out the window. Conan glared. He would get him next time!
Contrary to popular belief, it took a lot of work to be Kid. Kaito, though he would have the world believe otherwise, didn't just fall into the role. In the time after that first appearance as Kid, Kaito would be sure that luck had been on that side his night. He had no idea, later on, how he'd managed not to totally flub that up. It was a fluke, but a glorious fluke.
Swish! Flip. “Damn it! Come back here hat!”
Snatch.
“Okay, let's try that again.” Back flip, and... The hat went rolling across the floor again before he'd done more than bend backwards. Kaito glared at it, retrieved the offending top hat, and perched it jauntily back on his head. How had his dad managed to keep the damn thing on?!
Twirl. Rustle. THUMP.
“Kaito? Are you okay up there?”
“Yeah, I'm fine Mom! I just, uh... tripped over my own feet!”
It wasn't that much of a lie, Kaito thought as he stared petulantly at the cape wrapped around his ankles.
He'd conquered the cape, topped the top hat, and now... he just had to master the monocle. He took to wearing it as much as possible to make sure he could keep it on under any situation. Luckily, his mother decided to go out for a day, and he had the house to himself.
It seemed to be going swimmingly until that night when he took it off. “OW! Oh god! My eye brow is cramping!”
“Kaito...?”
A whimper drifted listlessly down to the first floor, and Nyoko smiled in amusement, shook her head, and went back to preparing the evening meal.
Heiji smiled smugly as he twisted his baseball cap around so that the brim faced front. "Yer Kaito has nothin' on my Conan," he declared, fingering the red and white ball in his hand. Before him the small Pokemon scuffed his bright red shoes against the ground in annoyance.
From where he stood directly across from him, Hakuba tugged his deerstalker a little lower and smirked eerily. “That's where you're wrong, Hattori-kun. My Kaito recently evolved.” His smirk widened at the look of horror that briefly flashed over Heiji's face. “Go, Kid! I choose you!” In a flash of red light the white caped Pokemon appeared, yawned, and wiggled a gloved pinkie finger in his ear.
Sweating, Heiji remarked, “He don't seem so tough.”
“Kid!” Hakuba barked, instead of continuing the pre-battle banter. “Use your Exploding Card attack!”
The Kid gave a bland look back Hakuba, turned to consider his opponent, then pulled a card gun out of seemingly thin air. He fired off two shots toward the Conan who jumped and rolled out of the way, hissing as he was showered with bits of dirt.
“Conan, use High Powered Kick!” Heiji hollered. The small Pokemon dropped his hand to his shoes and powered them up. A soccer ball appeared before him in a poof of smoke just as he whipped his foot forward. The Kid's eyes went wide and he had to quickly toss himself out of the way. “Quick, now use yer Attract attack!”
Conan paused and turned to stare at Heiji with that dead pan look that made him fear for his life. Heiji gave him the puppy eyes right back. Finally the Pokemon sighed, turned, and stared up at Kid with wide eyes. One could almost imagine balloon like pink hearts floating and popping around him. The next thing anyone new Kid released a coo, and had glomped the smaller creature. Hugging and clinging, the top hat wearing Pokemon rubbed his cheek against the top of Conan's head.
Hakuba stared. “Shouldn't that only work on the opposite gender?”
“...Don't blame me for y'pokemon bein' a freak of nature,” Heiji griped.
“You're the one who had your Conan learn that attack!”
“Don't try t'tell me how t'train my Pokemon. 'Sides, it was Kazuha's idea.”
“Hey!” the girl on the sidelines shouted. “I told ya t'teach him Charm y'idiot, not Attract!”
“AN' THAT'S WHY I'M NEVER TAKIN' ADVICE FROM Y'AGAIN,” Heiji bellowed. Beside her the girl's Ai turned menacing eyes on him. Heiji cringed. “Fine. Never mind. Can we try t'get that loony off my Conan?”
Hakuba sighed. “Just wait until he evolves.”
Heiji paled, flushed, and then stomped toward the pair of Pokemon where his Conan was squawking in protest. The lovestruck Kid didn't seem to mind too much.
Heiji wandered down the path toward the Day Care center, intent on collecting his Shinichi. He had evolved not long ago, and Heiji had decided to leave him with the Day Care Man and his wife for awhile so he could concentrate on raising the Genta he'd caught recently. The Bald Spot Pokemon was looking to be a good addition to his team now that he'd had some one on one training, and Heiji thought it was a perfect time to retrieve his first Pokemon. However, his day was darkened as he caught sight of a familiar Inverness coat clad figure lingering outside the Day Care Center. Hakuba appeared to be talking to the Day Care Man. Scowling, Heiji stalked up beside the pair. “Y'better not be plannin' t'leave yer.... What the hell is that?”
Hakuba spared a glance at him, then went back to squinting at the Day Care Man. “Are you certain?” he asked in the tone of voice of one who has asked this several times and still can't quite grasp the answer. The Day Care Man snorted and began to dig a cigarette out of his pocket.
“Of course I am. It's hard to miss which Pokemon are which, and your the only one who left a Kid here.”
A great deal of dread suddenly filled Heiji. He looked down at what Hakuba was clutching. “Is that...?” he asked, voice a croak.
“Yes,” Hakuba grated out. “Had I known you had been here I would have located a different facility.”
“It's not my fault that yer–”
“Hattori, this is most definitely your fault.”
“Don't fight,” the Day Care Man said with a bored air. “Your Pokemon really seem to like each other. If you come back in awhile I'm sure there will be another one.”
Heiji stared. The Day Care Man plucked out a cigarette and wandered back toward his house muttering about missing his show. Heiji looked slowly down at the egg that Hakuba held. “How in the–?”
“I don't think we want to know, Hattori-kun,” Hakuba said steadfastly.
Behind the nearby fence, Kid tackled Shinichi into a clump of bushes, his top hat flying off. Neither trainer seemed to notice.
Pairing: Slight Kid/Conan, and some Background Kid/Shinichi
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor
Summary: Some stuff you've already seen if you follow me on FF.net, and Koorii shows how big a pokenerd she is.
Fun with Pillows
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Today had been a nice day, Conan thought. Ran had had to go out, but that was okay. She'd patted him on the head, and told him she'd bring him back a nice treat. He was still trying to get used to the new name though, but he thought it was an okay name. A lot easier than his old one, anyway.
After Ran had left he'd been left to his own devices, so he'd dug out some of his toys and played with them for awhile. The shiny ball was his favorite: It was squishy and the strands of gleaming stuff tickled when he picked it up. And, of course, when the light shown on it it was really eye catching! It was definitely the best toy ever.
But, that was then, and now here he was curled up in Ran's desk chair, in the sunshine. It was a great time to nap in the sunshine!
Conan didn't know how long he'd been napping when something woke him up. It was just the barest of sounds, really, and he lifted his head to peer around groggily. It wasn't long before his gaze landed on a figure above him. In fact it was leaning against the window frame and seemed to be watching him.
It took Conan only a second to realize who had come to pay him a visit. That sleek white form, those knowing blue-violet eyes, that smug air... Ai had complained about him when he and Ran had last visited with her and Agasa.
“Kaitou Kat!” Conan hissed, standing and arching his back in indignation. The renowned cat burglar was here! He was a strange cat who went around the block stealing shiny toys from the other cats. Of course the toys always found their way home, along with other objects the kleptomaniac had pilfered, but that was besides the point. Conan could see his favorite shiny ball sitting on the floor, glimmering in the sunlight.
“Maa, Maa, don't puff up like that little kitten, I'll be gone before you know it~” the big cat sung playfully, and rubbed his cheek against the window.
Conan hissed again, fur bristling even more. He was sure his tail looked like a bottle brush by now. “There's nothing for you here! Go away!”
Lazily the cat slithered to the edge of Ran's desk, and peered over the edge at Conan. He reached out a fine white paw and batted Conan's head. “You're adorable, really, Kitten-chan, but there's nothing you can do to stop me.”
And, with that, the thief bounced off the desk and landed neatly on the floor with grace that Conan could only envy right now. “You!!!”
Conan skittered to the edge of the chair and paused, claws digging into the upholstery, rear end wiggling, before he thrust himself off into the air. He would pounce that stupid big cat and show him what for! Unfortunately, the cat neatly skipped out of the way and Conan landed in a tumble on the floor. When he looked up, the cat was licking one paw smugly, the other was braced on Conan's shiny ball.
“That's mine! Give it back, Kat!”
The thief paused his grooming, and slanted Conan a sly-eyed look. “You'll have to come and get it from me if you want it~”
Hissing and spitting in out rage, Conan darted at the cat who scooped his prize up, and dashed nimbly away. Ahead of Conan the white cat bounced over a pillow that had been left propped against a bookshelf, and easily began to scale the shelves. Conan was determined to follow, and jumped up at the pillow. He reached out and grabbed the top of it, but even his small weight was too much for the soft pillow and it toppled. With a thump Conan landed on his back, the pillow pressing down on him. He flailed out with his forepaws, then gave up knowing he'd never move it.
“Do you need some help down there?” that smug voice asked.
With his ears laid back, Conan glared up at the white head that peeked over the top of the bookshelf. The cat still held his ball in his mouth. “I hope you get chased by a big huge slobbery dog!”
The cat's eyes closed in amusement, and Conan caught the hint of a purr. “So cruel! Ah, but I must go now, Kitten-chan. We should play again another day!”
Kaitou Kat propelled himself from the top of the bookshelf and seemed to soar across the room to land on Ran's desk. Conan twisted his head around, clawing at the pillow holding him down. “I'll get you next time, Kat!”
The cat flipped his elegant white tail at him, then disappeared out the window. Conan glared. He would get him next time!
Baby Steps
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words: 285
Contrary to popular belief, it took a lot of work to be Kid. Kaito, though he would have the world believe otherwise, didn't just fall into the role. In the time after that first appearance as Kid, Kaito would be sure that luck had been on that side his night. He had no idea, later on, how he'd managed not to totally flub that up. It was a fluke, but a glorious fluke.
–
Swish! Flip. “Damn it! Come back here hat!”
Snatch.
“Okay, let's try that again.” Back flip, and... The hat went rolling across the floor again before he'd done more than bend backwards. Kaito glared at it, retrieved the offending top hat, and perched it jauntily back on his head. How had his dad managed to keep the damn thing on?!
–
Twirl. Rustle. THUMP.
“Kaito? Are you okay up there?”
“Yeah, I'm fine Mom! I just, uh... tripped over my own feet!”
It wasn't that much of a lie, Kaito thought as he stared petulantly at the cape wrapped around his ankles.
–
He'd conquered the cape, topped the top hat, and now... he just had to master the monocle. He took to wearing it as much as possible to make sure he could keep it on under any situation. Luckily, his mother decided to go out for a day, and he had the house to himself.
It seemed to be going swimmingly until that night when he took it off. “OW! Oh god! My eye brow is cramping!”
“Kaito...?”
A whimper drifted listlessly down to the first floor, and Nyoko smiled in amusement, shook her head, and went back to preparing the evening meal.
Battle Go!
words: 478
words: 478
Heiji smiled smugly as he twisted his baseball cap around so that the brim faced front. "Yer Kaito has nothin' on my Conan," he declared, fingering the red and white ball in his hand. Before him the small Pokemon scuffed his bright red shoes against the ground in annoyance.
From where he stood directly across from him, Hakuba tugged his deerstalker a little lower and smirked eerily. “That's where you're wrong, Hattori-kun. My Kaito recently evolved.” His smirk widened at the look of horror that briefly flashed over Heiji's face. “Go, Kid! I choose you!” In a flash of red light the white caped Pokemon appeared, yawned, and wiggled a gloved pinkie finger in his ear.
Sweating, Heiji remarked, “He don't seem so tough.”
“Kid!” Hakuba barked, instead of continuing the pre-battle banter. “Use your Exploding Card attack!”
The Kid gave a bland look back Hakuba, turned to consider his opponent, then pulled a card gun out of seemingly thin air. He fired off two shots toward the Conan who jumped and rolled out of the way, hissing as he was showered with bits of dirt.
“Conan, use High Powered Kick!” Heiji hollered. The small Pokemon dropped his hand to his shoes and powered them up. A soccer ball appeared before him in a poof of smoke just as he whipped his foot forward. The Kid's eyes went wide and he had to quickly toss himself out of the way. “Quick, now use yer Attract attack!”
Conan paused and turned to stare at Heiji with that dead pan look that made him fear for his life. Heiji gave him the puppy eyes right back. Finally the Pokemon sighed, turned, and stared up at Kid with wide eyes. One could almost imagine balloon like pink hearts floating and popping around him. The next thing anyone new Kid released a coo, and had glomped the smaller creature. Hugging and clinging, the top hat wearing Pokemon rubbed his cheek against the top of Conan's head.
Hakuba stared. “Shouldn't that only work on the opposite gender?”
“...Don't blame me for y'pokemon bein' a freak of nature,” Heiji griped.
“You're the one who had your Conan learn that attack!”
“Don't try t'tell me how t'train my Pokemon. 'Sides, it was Kazuha's idea.”
“Hey!” the girl on the sidelines shouted. “I told ya t'teach him Charm y'idiot, not Attract!”
“AN' THAT'S WHY I'M NEVER TAKIN' ADVICE FROM Y'AGAIN,” Heiji bellowed. Beside her the girl's Ai turned menacing eyes on him. Heiji cringed. “Fine. Never mind. Can we try t'get that loony off my Conan?”
Hakuba sighed. “Just wait until he evolves.”
Heiji paled, flushed, and then stomped toward the pair of Pokemon where his Conan was squawking in protest. The lovestruck Kid didn't seem to mind too much.
Day Care Center
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words: 378
Heiji wandered down the path toward the Day Care center, intent on collecting his Shinichi. He had evolved not long ago, and Heiji had decided to leave him with the Day Care Man and his wife for awhile so he could concentrate on raising the Genta he'd caught recently. The Bald Spot Pokemon was looking to be a good addition to his team now that he'd had some one on one training, and Heiji thought it was a perfect time to retrieve his first Pokemon. However, his day was darkened as he caught sight of a familiar Inverness coat clad figure lingering outside the Day Care Center. Hakuba appeared to be talking to the Day Care Man. Scowling, Heiji stalked up beside the pair. “Y'better not be plannin' t'leave yer.... What the hell is that?”
Hakuba spared a glance at him, then went back to squinting at the Day Care Man. “Are you certain?” he asked in the tone of voice of one who has asked this several times and still can't quite grasp the answer. The Day Care Man snorted and began to dig a cigarette out of his pocket.
“Of course I am. It's hard to miss which Pokemon are which, and your the only one who left a Kid here.”
A great deal of dread suddenly filled Heiji. He looked down at what Hakuba was clutching. “Is that...?” he asked, voice a croak.
“Yes,” Hakuba grated out. “Had I known you had been here I would have located a different facility.”
“It's not my fault that yer–”
“Hattori, this is most definitely your fault.”
“Don't fight,” the Day Care Man said with a bored air. “Your Pokemon really seem to like each other. If you come back in awhile I'm sure there will be another one.”
Heiji stared. The Day Care Man plucked out a cigarette and wandered back toward his house muttering about missing his show. Heiji looked slowly down at the egg that Hakuba held. “How in the–?”
“I don't think we want to know, Hattori-kun,” Hakuba said steadfastly.
Behind the nearby fence, Kid tackled Shinichi into a clump of bushes, his top hat flying off. Neither trainer seemed to notice.
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Date: 2010-08-02 10:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-02 10:29 pm (UTC)At first I planned to have Kid ignore Hakuba, and Heiji could laugh about Hakuba not being a good enough trainer, but then I got the attract idea...
And it just spiraled out of control.
I'm sure Kid ignores Hakuba a good 98.5% of the time anyway :P
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Date: 2010-08-02 10:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-02 10:45 pm (UTC)...Only then they'd be free to terrorize the public.
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Date: 2010-08-03 03:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-03 03:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-03 06:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-03 06:53 pm (UTC)Hakuba gets the first egg, because it was found with Kid as the DCM said.
In the games, and, presumably, in the anime though I wouldn't know as I haven't watched any of it since I was 14, the eggs are "mysterious". No one knows how they appear.
Attract is an attack that makes Pokemon of the opposite gender fall in love with the pokemon who used it. They then have an "in love" status effect that may make them unable to attack their opponent, the user of the attract attack. Kazuha meant for Heiji to teach Conan "Charm" an attack that lowers the opponents attack stat and makes them weaker.
In these drabbles Kid and Shinichi were the "pokemon" and, as such, more like sophisticated animals than actual humans.
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Date: 2010-10-14 06:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-08 08:46 pm (UTC)I started laughing very hard and the image of Shinichi laiing a egg ^_^