Requested Drabbles/1sentences

For Claude:

#01 (Birthday request) - Sequel to Dictionary Drabble "Alibi"
Shinichi stared at her through the bars, and was rather surprised when she stared back. He had fully expected to be ignored since it was his fault she was in there.

"I'm sor-" he started, but Shiho shook her head.

He had a haggard look to him she never expected to see, there was a distinct lack of any ring upon his finger, his hair wasn't properly combed, and his clothing - though clean - didn't quite meet his former standards.

"I told you," she said with some heat, "not to screw up your life again."

The detective shrugged with forced casualness.

"Ai took it away and Shiho gave it back. Conan took yours away; now it's my turn." Her expression was priceless, he noted absently as he continued, "Both of our lives are pretty much wrecked by now, wouldn't you say? We can fix them together once I get you out of here."

For Fredryck:

#01 - Ai, Kogoro, and a bottle of gin
She was not happy. For some strange reason, a little boy had seen fit to drag her from her nice, familiar lab into the bright lights of this stupid party. The Mouri household was crammed with people celebrating the (temporary, Ai inserted) return of...

Mouri Kogoro.

Of course, since it was a party for Kogoro, there was plenty of alcohol to go around - most of which found its way down the guest-of-honor's throat.

The result should be no surprise: Kogoro staggered over to the wall Ai was leaning against with a bottle in hand, went to open the bottle, and promptly passed out. The girl glanced over at him, then went back to rubbing her temples. The lights, noise, and heat were giving her a migraine; and it didn't help at all that she'd only had three hours of sleep the night before.

So she was surprised when the supposedly unconscious man spoke up: "This is a bottle of the stuff I was drinking when she left," he said clearly, holding up the bottle. Ai turned her head to stare at him, thinking she'd imagined it. But there he was, and the bottle - "Gin," she read aloud, and couldn't keep the hatred from seeping into her voice.

He chuckled softly, a strange sound from the man with the idiot laugh. "I knew it," he said. "No kid sounds like that, not even an incredibly mature one. You and Conan have encountered the Black Organization, haven't you?"

A long pause, and then she nodded slowly. If he knew, there was no point in keeping it a secret to him - and no one could hear them over the noise of the party. Besides, with any luck he wouldn't remember this when-"He," said Kogoro, cutting off her thoughts, "was the one who took Eri away from me."

And then she woke up.

For FS:

#01 - Ai, Watson, and a frying pan
She had been trying to cook breakfast for some time now, and was failing miserably. It had nothing to do with her skills, and everything to do with an extremely irritating annoyance which was beginning to get on her nerves. In short, without his master around, Watson was a pest.

There was little Ai could do, since she had no control over the bird and wasn't much bigger than it besides. She wasn;t surprised much by that fact, just as she hadn't been surprised when she was asked to "watch" the bird. What did surprise her was Watson's appetite.

For what had to be the fifth time, a new batch of eggs was cracked into a frying pan. She tossed the shells into a nearby trashcan casually, then glared up at the bird to make sure it wasn't moving. With any luck it was full by now. With her luck, there would be a sixth time...

"Cannibal," she muttered.

For June:

#01 - Ai, Conan, and 'he gambled his life for hers'/'martyr'
They had been arguing for at least the past ten minutes over who was going to be the first infiltrator of the B.O.'s headquarters. Eventually one of the FBI men with them snapped that if the two couldn't figure it out, they might try using chance...

"Okay, it all comes down to this. If the coin lands on heads, you go. If it lands on tails, I go."

It spun gently through the air, accompanied by the soft "ping!" which echoed slightly in the enclosed space. Time seemed to slow to a crawl; no one in the room so much as breathed. Their eyes followed it down, down, down, down...until it landed in a crack.

On its edge.

Later, as Conan lay dying of a gunshot wound, he reflected that it was probably a good thing the coin had landed that way, since he had finally paid off his debt to her.

Later, as Ai watched him dying of a gunshot wound, she reflected that she should've tied him up and stuffed him in a closet, coin be damned.

Too late now.

For SN:

#01 - Ai, Conan, and a car trunk
"We're locked in," said a muffled voice.

"Joy."

Dead silence in the pitch black.

"We need to get out of here before I either kill you or suffocate."

"Or both."

"Or both."

More silence, as both of them tried to alter their breathing and conserve oxygen. However, their efforts were to no avail.

"They're dead," assumed someone when the search party finally found them later. He was busy trying to decide whether to cry or do a happy dance when his daughter interrupted.

"No they aren't," she turned to tell him after checking, then returned her gaze to the two sleeping 'children'. And squealed.

They look so cute like that, she thought gleefully, and ran off through the snow to grab her forgotten camera-phone. Luckily for the two shrunken teenagers, they woke up before she returned.

Their first reaction, of course, was to spring apart as if burned.

For Tsu:

#01 - Kid, Ai, and a plane bathroom
In a world terrified by the threat of terrorists, KID suddenly decided to hijack a plane. A plane. What could he possibly want with a plane?
Not only that, he just happened to hijack this plane, so we're going to be late.

Haibara sighed.

Fortunately for all passengers, the plane didn't take long to make an emergency touchdown in some abandoned field, and KID secured the jewel hidden in the nose of the plane (it wasn't the right one, Haibara noted with some amusement as she watched the white-caped figure absently through a window) speedily after it did.

When all the excitement was over, KID had flown off in his trademark, obnoxiously flashy hang glider, and the plane was back in the air, Haibara headed for the bathroom.

Where she promptly ran into KID.

Or rather, KID's 'alter ego.' Haibara was one of very few people who knew KID's true identity, and she had only found out by (rather strange and exceedingly hilarious in retrospect) accident.

"Gee," she said quietly to Kuroba Kaitou, who was just leaving, "I know the jewel wasn't the right one, but you didn't have to flush it down the toilet, now did you?"

He snickered appreciatively at the joke, and replied softly, "Let's just say that KID made an...unusual...escape today." Then, as was customary during meetings between the two, he pulled a flower from the air and handed it to her with an elaborate bow.

Haibara rolled it between two fingers pensively for a moment, before grinning wickedly up at him.

"I'm afraid I have nowhere to throw it away at the moment," and here she gestured to the enclosed space and sealed windows, "But I'm sure I can find a place for it."

Then she brushed past him and entered the bathroom, but not before catching the equally customary wounded look upon his face.

It was nice to have a reliable tradition, Haibara mused as the rose spun and whirled.

(Notes)

- SN's includes more characters than it should, but I think I'm allowed to get away with a plot device or two, especially when said plot devices aren't named...Wait, "plot device"? What plot?

- Tsu's is, of course, a not-so-very-subtle, three-times-the-normal-length tip-of-the-hat (overuse of hyphens and all) to National Security Ag- I mean, No Strings Attached.