Detective Conan: Trouble at Home (private RP)

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Richard could not belive the generosity of the old man...the gifts were so perfect...he took the pipe smiling.

"I have always wanted to try a pipe it does look rather fatherly dont you think??" he said striking a pose"

He then took the cream "That is an amazing substance I can see it comming in handy for extra naughty boys who need punishment double."

Then upon examining the soap "Conan seems to have been good recently about controlling that wagging tounge of his...but this will come in handy if he forgets his lessons"

And then finnaly the book....he pages through it...it was incredible showing differnt spanking tecknics and how to saftly and properly administer more sever spankings.

"Agasa what can I say...you are the greatest....Makes me glad I wrote you down as Conans adopted Grandfather...incase anything unforseen should happen to me" Richard said patting the man on the shoulder.

[bobby]

"Grandfather!" the Dr. said, patting his ample tummy. "Me?! I'm honored, Rrrricharrrd, rrrrreally honored."

He turned to look at the still crying, albeit more quietly, bare bottomed little tyke in the corner, while Richard was smiling at his new possessions and packing the pipe with tobacco for a trial run.

"Vot did the naughty little rrrrascal do in schkool?" Agasa asked.

Richard tried to look suave as he used his thumb to press down the tobacco in his pipe and then put it in the corner of his mouth talking around the stem, "Whaddaya think Agasa?"

"You look like Rrrrrobert Young vit a little Hugh Heffiener sqveezed in," Agasa said in a complimentary voice. Richard preened and looked at himself in the bathroom mirror with the pipe in the corner of his mouth. "Cool and sophisticated!" he thought. then he told Agasa and conan and his first grade teacher and the test.

"Shocking!" Agasa said. "Und it makes you look like a terrrrrrible Fatherrr. Ve musn't be vimpy about dis Rrrricharrdd. As conan's grandpa, I think I should haff a little talk vit da little rascal und strrrrraighten him out. Vat you think?"

Richard had struck a match and was puffing vigorously on his new pipe. Then he took another one from the rack and put it in his mouth to see how that one looked.

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Richard thought about this..."Absolutly....its good for a boy his age to get as much instruction as he can from his elders...it teaches respect!" Richard said cooly like he had always know this.

"I'll leave you two to your dicussion..while I go to my office and enjoy my pipe and paper!" Richard said puffing out his chest then giving a cough left the room....leaving Conan and Agasa together.

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After Richard had left Agasa pulled up a stool and sat down next to Conan who was drying his eyes in the corner.

"So how has our naughty little Jimmy been doing?...I am sure you were surprised to find Richard is now your legal papa....but it couldnt be helped.....people were getting suspicouse...I had to do somthing....you understand dont you?"

Agasa looked at Conan it still amazed him how inside the boys head was his long time friend Jimmy Kudo....he had never known him at this age...but he was so adorable Agasa found himself somtimes forgetting that he really was 16 in his mind.

[bobby]

What Agasa didn't know was that conan WASN'T always sixteen in his mind. The poison that had been given to Jimmy to transform his body in that of a harmless six year old, was also slowly working on his mental state.

While still retaining all of his basic intelligence and memories, the central nervous system of the six year old body was increasingly determining Jimmy's/conan's reactions. First it had only happened during times of great stress....like when conan had to listen to Richard Moore say ANYTHING....or during a SPANKING, but now Jimmy was even thinking of himself as conan and the 'Jimmy' part of him, like someone he knew very well.

So when Dr. Agasa said: "So how has our naughty little Jimmy been doing?...I am sure you were surprised to find Richard is now your legal papa....but it couldnt be helped.....people were getting suspicouse...I had to do somthing....you understand dont you?"

conan rubbed his arm across his face, smearing tears and a silvery streak of nose slime and said in a whiny voice: "You didn't give me the spanking cream, Dr. Agasa. You SAID you would gimme the cream, but then you didn't. You were a native-American-giver!" conan added politically correctly. Then he turned his head from the corner and Dr. Agasa could see that the little boy was scowling and that his lower lip poked out at least 1/4 of an inch. "Adorable!" Agasa thought.

"I'm not gonna talk to you," conan said and stamped one foot and then turned back into the corner. conan smelled a whiff of his Daddy's pipe tobacco and didn't want to be caught facing away from the wall.

Dr. Agasa was surprised, confused and angered by conan's pert little answer.

"Vy you liddle moonchnik. How darrrrre you talk dat vey to your Grandpapa. Everrrrything I do, I do for your velfare, little ingrate. I haff haff a mind to take you across my knee and shpank your shpank!! Und den I take da "Squeaky Clean" und teach you respect for your elders."

Dr. Agasa rubbed his walrusy moustached and considered the situation. "Vy is Chimmy acting like conan? Vy is conan not acting more like Chimmy?"

Then a lightbulb the brilliance of Times Square went off in Agasa's mind. "Vy didn't I tink of this before? Of courrrrse. Jimmy and conan are mergining as a totally six year old entity."

This was amazing, a tremendous scientifically significant situation, something that demanded study, research and careful recording of data.

"Und da boy is still a brrrrrat!" Agasa thought and reached out for conan.

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Agasa decided that if Conan was acting like a spoiled 6 year old then he would be treated as one.

"YOu need to learn better manners young man...this is no way to speak to your Grandpa!"
Agasa then lift Conan from the corner and placed him gently over his knee.

"Maybe a shpanking from Grandpa will adjust that attitude of your!"

Agasa then began peppering the boys bottom with hot firm smacks of his open palm....this was the first time that Agasa had hand spanked the boy but felt that Conan needed to feel the closeness of this contact in order set the little boy strait.

[bobby]

conan cried, "Whooop!" and "Gawk" as he was suddenly picked up by very big hands and taken out of his punishment corner.

"YOu need to learn better manners young man...this is no way to speak to your Grandpa!"

conan was face down over Grandpa Agasa's knee with the old, but big and sturdy Scientist looming over him like a white-coated Bear. "Maye a shpanking from Grandpa will adjust that attitude of yours?" Grandpa said, and he began administering a good old fashioned hand spanking to his tiny grandson.

conan shouted as the first few smacks left big giant Grandpa Agasa prints on his little bottom. Then Agasa paused. He picked up the jar of "Post Spanking Cream" and took out a big handful. He smeared the awful smelling concoction on conan's bare bottom and measured a minute on his wrist watch; he had been working on the formula all night and VOILA! In one minute, conan's chubby little fanny was in pristine condition.

"Now vee can get down to bus-i-ness!" Agasa said. He rolled up his sleeves revealing massive forearms covered with white hair. "Now vere ver ve, grandson? Oh yes, Grandpa remembers......"

SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK!

At first conan had breathed a sigh of release as every trace of soreness from his Daddy's spanking disappeared, but now - to his horror - it was starting all over again.

"I'm sorry...OWWWWW!...I'M SORRY!....OWEEEEEEEE! OUCH! OUCH! BLUG...DON'T....BLU...DON'T GRAN....BWAAAAA.... DON'T GRANPA!.....BAAAAAW!"

"Ah," Agasa thought, "the little tyke knows that it's his Grandpa shpanking his little bare ka-noodleach! And," he added, continuing his sound smacking as he spoke calmly to his grandson, "Grandpa will continue until his baby grandson, conan as learrrred a gut lesson. Yay. On his bare ka-noodelach!"


SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK! SHPANK!

"Chee," Agasa thought, "being a Grandpa is such a special und loving thing. After, I take the baby for ice cream.....but first I scrub his mouth with Squeaky Clean I think!"

Just then the phone rang....

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Detective Moore had heard Conan wail followed by the sound of smacking and he chuckled to himself....he knew had choosen correctly for Agasa to be his sons Grandpa.

he puffed his pipe happily listening to the cries of Conan when the phone rang....he quickly got up and closed the door to his office so that who ever was calling would not hear Conan yelping while his german grandpa lectured....and picked up the phone.

"Detective Richard Moore speaking"

[bobby]

Richard has almost said, "Detective Moore sp....anking, but had caught himself just in time."

"Moore," it was the Chief Inspector. "Pack a bag, we've got a lollapalooza of a case. You're going to be gone for a few days so bring your son and, oh yes, see if Dr. Agasa can come. There are aspects of this case that he may be able to help us with."

"A body has been found outside of Dr. Steinenfranklin's laboratory in outer Bavaria. It appears to have been torn limb from limb (there was a gagging sound on the other side of the phone and Richard thought, "Wimp!"). There were also odd footprints tha don't match any shoe that we can trace through out vast computer network. And get this Moore. There were alligator clips on the scene and they were connected to the biggest cry cell battery in the world."

Richard's eagle quick mind was already sizing up the situation. "It sounds like the work of a stereo technician" he said with assurity.

"Wait, there's more. It was a full moon on the night of the murder and the murder victim has wolf hair in his fist and two puncture marks on his neck."

"A stereo techician who needs eletrolysis and orthodenture," Richard said puffing on his pipe.

"Yeah, well, whatever. We'll see. Meet us at Heathrow in an hour and a half. Oh yeah, and Moore, you might just let conan know the elements of the case. That son of yours has one quick mind....like a littl jack rabbit! At Heathrow." And the Inspector hung up.

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"You can count on me Inspector" Richard said quickly hung up...and burst through the door where Agasa was just finishing up Conans Spanking.

Richard was somewhat peeved that the inspector actually WANTED Conan to come and though he could be helpfull...which Richard seriously doubted he would be....but on the other hand....since they wanted Agasa there too and Rachel was away at college he really diddnt have any other choice.

Agasa finished with a finnal swatt on Conans now flaming bottom and looked up at Moore who burst into the room.

"Agasa...that was Inspector Mguire....there is this very unusual case and the inspector wants you to come along Dr.....we will be gone for a couple days so we will have to bring Conan with us."

Richard left out that the inspector actually WANTED Conan to come...he didnt want the kid to get a big head.

Agasa was flatterd "Ach..dis is vonderbar news!!!...it just so happens I have everthything I need to go out of town in my car..I always keep a extra suitcase full of clothes on hand...you never know when you vill need them!"

"Great!...you help Conan Pack then and I will throw together my stuff...OH and dont forget any of Conans...'acsessories'" Richard winked at the Doctor and flew to his room to pack.