Drabble dump #1
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candylandThe first three for the drabble meme are done. I was going to go in order of request, but these three plunnies bit down hard and refused to let go. To keep track, the Handy Dandy List o' Requests can be found here. I'll be crossing things off as I get them finished and posted. So here we go!
Title: Smoothie Criminal
Fandom: Detective Conan
Rating: G
Word Count: 248
For:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thekellylynn
Request: A cameo fic, discussed in person ^_~
It was easily one of the strangest cases the Tokyo Metro Police Department had ever encountered. They’d been getting calls left and right, all with the same story: the person or family had gone through a drive-through and gotten burgers. They’d taken it home, turned their backs for a moment, and when they’d come back, their food had been filched.
After several weeks of these cases, they called in the big guns: Mouri Kogoro, detective. And right at his heels was a young boy, known as Edogawa Conan—Mouri’s apprentice.
In the end, it was Conan who caught the sandwich swiper. His method was simple: he set a fast food bag out on a table, and hid. In short order, the villain appeared and attempted to make off with the meal. He was able to jump out and make the collar, catching the thief red-handed—literally, because the criminal was so surprised that he squeezed a ketchup packet and it exploded in his palm.
After the police were called, Conan’s phone rang. It was Hattori, and Conan wasted no time in telling him the basic facts of this latest case, in all its bizarre glory.
“You’re kidding me,” Hattori said after hearing the story. “So whose your guy?”
Conan glanced over at the odd-looking culprit: a man in a black and white striped outfit, with a cape, a wide-brimmed hat, a mask over his eyes, and a red burger-print tie. “Have you ever heard of someone named Hamburgler?”
PS. Kelly and I might be carbon-dating ourselves, but Hamburgler was a character in McDonald's commercials back in the early nineties-ish. He would always try to steal the burgers from Ronald McDonald. *sigh* Those were good ads...I liked the Fry Kids, m'self. Anyway, Kelly asked for this, and she has received!
Title: A Night at the Theatre
Fandom: Detective Conan
Rating: PG
Word Count: 195
For:mint_eclair
Request: Shinichi/Ran and a wayward puppet
Shinichi knew he had every right to be wary when Ran approached him with that particular little smile on her face. The suspicion was confirmed when she told him that she’d acquired tickets to some show that was coming through on tour, and informed him (in no uncertain terms) that he was going to accompany her to the aforementioned show.
It was because of her persuasive nature (and powerful roundhouse kick) that he found himself sitting in the theatre seat, right in the front row, fully prepared to be bored out of his mind. Instead, he found himself smiling before the first number was over, and outright chuckling by the end of the third.
But Shinichi nearly came out of his seat during what was probably the sixth song. It was something Ran would laugh about for a good long time, but he just couldn’t help.
After all, if a large, furry, gravelly-voiced puppet was suddenly jammed in your face while singing, “The internet is for porn!” and you weren’t expecting it, you’d probably freak out a little bit too.
‘Twas on this night that Shinichi was traumatized by the musical Avenue Q.
Ran laughed.
PS. Avenue Q is a Broadway musical. Think Sesame Street meets RENT. Half the cast are puppets. The soundtrack is hilarious--and yes, there is a song called "The Internet is for Porn."
Title: Spring Cleaning
Fandom: Matantei Loki Ragnarok
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
For:msbbt
Request: A Yamino fic, maybe involving a mop and a box named Stan
Mop in hand, Yamino sprinted up and down the hallways of the mansion he shared with Loki. “WHEEEE!!” he cheered, rounding a particularly tight corner. Hey, the guy liked cleaning, and had proven time and time again to be extremely good at it.
Until he tripped over an errant box (which read Stanley Co. on the side, though that has nothing to do with anything important) and went sprawling face-first onto the floor, not moving.
Mayura stared from the safety of a doorway. “Is this normal?”
“No,” Loki said shortly, solemnly vowing to never let Yamino near Pixie Stix again.
PS. Not much to say here, 'cept YAY for my first Loki ficlet!
This concludes my assault on your f-lists. G'night, folks. Catch y'all tomorrow!
Title: Smoothie Criminal
Fandom: Detective Conan
Rating: G
Word Count: 248
For:
thekellylynnRequest: A cameo fic, discussed in person ^_~
It was easily one of the strangest cases the Tokyo Metro Police Department had ever encountered. They’d been getting calls left and right, all with the same story: the person or family had gone through a drive-through and gotten burgers. They’d taken it home, turned their backs for a moment, and when they’d come back, their food had been filched.
After several weeks of these cases, they called in the big guns: Mouri Kogoro, detective. And right at his heels was a young boy, known as Edogawa Conan—Mouri’s apprentice.
In the end, it was Conan who caught the sandwich swiper. His method was simple: he set a fast food bag out on a table, and hid. In short order, the villain appeared and attempted to make off with the meal. He was able to jump out and make the collar, catching the thief red-handed—literally, because the criminal was so surprised that he squeezed a ketchup packet and it exploded in his palm.
After the police were called, Conan’s phone rang. It was Hattori, and Conan wasted no time in telling him the basic facts of this latest case, in all its bizarre glory.
“You’re kidding me,” Hattori said after hearing the story. “So whose your guy?”
Conan glanced over at the odd-looking culprit: a man in a black and white striped outfit, with a cape, a wide-brimmed hat, a mask over his eyes, and a red burger-print tie. “Have you ever heard of someone named Hamburgler?”
PS. Kelly and I might be carbon-dating ourselves, but Hamburgler was a character in McDonald's commercials back in the early nineties-ish. He would always try to steal the burgers from Ronald McDonald. *sigh* Those were good ads...I liked the Fry Kids, m'self. Anyway, Kelly asked for this, and she has received!
Title: A Night at the Theatre
Fandom: Detective Conan
Rating: PG
Word Count: 195
For:
mint_eclairRequest: Shinichi/Ran and a wayward puppet
Shinichi knew he had every right to be wary when Ran approached him with that particular little smile on her face. The suspicion was confirmed when she told him that she’d acquired tickets to some show that was coming through on tour, and informed him (in no uncertain terms) that he was going to accompany her to the aforementioned show.
It was because of her persuasive nature (and powerful roundhouse kick) that he found himself sitting in the theatre seat, right in the front row, fully prepared to be bored out of his mind. Instead, he found himself smiling before the first number was over, and outright chuckling by the end of the third.
But Shinichi nearly came out of his seat during what was probably the sixth song. It was something Ran would laugh about for a good long time, but he just couldn’t help.
After all, if a large, furry, gravelly-voiced puppet was suddenly jammed in your face while singing, “The internet is for porn!” and you weren’t expecting it, you’d probably freak out a little bit too.
‘Twas on this night that Shinichi was traumatized by the musical Avenue Q.
Ran laughed.
PS. Avenue Q is a Broadway musical. Think Sesame Street meets RENT. Half the cast are puppets. The soundtrack is hilarious--and yes, there is a song called "The Internet is for Porn."
Title: Spring Cleaning
Fandom: Matantei Loki Ragnarok
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
For:
msbbtRequest: A Yamino fic, maybe involving a mop and a box named Stan
Mop in hand, Yamino sprinted up and down the hallways of the mansion he shared with Loki. “WHEEEE!!” he cheered, rounding a particularly tight corner. Hey, the guy liked cleaning, and had proven time and time again to be extremely good at it.
Until he tripped over an errant box (which read Stanley Co. on the side, though that has nothing to do with anything important) and went sprawling face-first onto the floor, not moving.
Mayura stared from the safety of a doorway. “Is this normal?”
“No,” Loki said shortly, solemnly vowing to never let Yamino near Pixie Stix again.
PS. Not much to say here, 'cept YAY for my first Loki ficlet!
This concludes my assault on your f-lists. G'night, folks. Catch y'all tomorrow!
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Date: 2006-04-22 05:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-22 07:08 pm (UTC)*huggles* Yay for Yamino!
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Date: 2006-04-22 09:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-23 04:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-23 08:42 pm (UTC)The puppet drabble was just, wow. XDDDD Definately didn't expect that! You continue to marvel all! *flails*
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Date: 2006-04-22 05:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-22 07:08 pm (UTC)And you wouldn't believe how hard it was to come up with a title for the Hamburgler story @_@
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Date: 2006-04-23 12:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-23 04:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-23 12:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-04-23 04:30 pm (UTC)BTW, I think I know what's going in your drabble. It'll match up to your request to the letter, I guarantee it.