Detective Conan: Trouble at Home (private RP)

[bobby]

"What other clues have you found, Inspector," conan said, peeping up around his Father's leg. "What about those bites? Have you done a saliva sample? And the hair...what did it come from?"

conan looked up at his Father's nearly purple face. "Uh....hee hee....those are questions that my Daddy has," he added quickly. Then he innocently took one end of his toddler harness and turned it as if he was going to jump rope and whistled looking up.

[arkham-insanity]

"Kids should be seen and not heard Conan" Richard said in a warning tone....then turned back to the inpector.

"Now as I was saying....What about those bites? Have you done a saliva sample"

Mguire nodded yes...but so far they have turned up nothing...it just dosnt make sense......thats why I wanted Agasa to see if he could have better luck.
The inspector then handed the Doctor a folder with the samples.

"Now we will need to catch the first flight out...they are keeping the body at a specialized clinic..I would like you very much to examine it.....we have reserved your seats....the flight should only take 2 hours" The inspector handed Richard the tickets
"Unfortunatly the plane was booked...so I could only get 2 seats...but since Conan is so small I figured he could easily fit in your lap for the trip."

[bobby]

"Don't vurry, Rrrricharrrrd, Ve vill take turns holting da liddle anchel!" Agasa said. Then he knelt down to Conan, picked him up and said, "Grrrrandpa and Papa vill holt you on our laps, und (he shook a finger in his grandson's little face) the liddle boychick had better be extra good or he vill be laying OFFER da laps, not sitting up on dem." Agasa scowled and conan shuddered.

"I'll be good," he answere quickly.

Agasa gave his grandson a whiskery, but loving kiss on his little mouth, "Dat's Grrrandpa's good boy," he said. "Come Rrrichard. Conan has not sat on a potty in at least an hour, und vee don't vant vet laps."

"I don't need a bathroom!" conan said, turning red.

Nevertheless, once they had gotten through security. Agasa took conan by the hand and brought the little boy to the men's room. In the privacy of a stall, Agasa took down conan's pants and underoors, sat him on the seat and then stood up folding his arms across his chest.

"Und I better hear da tinkle tinkle of success," Granda said sternly.

[arkham-insanity]

Agasa stared down at the boy waiting...then there was a banging on the stall door it was Richard.

"Hey hurry it up in there!...out flight leaves soon" the detective yelled....if your going to do somthing Conan DO IT!"

Agasa looked at his watch.
"Calm down Richard I promise ve wont be late...will we Conan!"

[bobby]

Conan's face turned red and his eyes crossed a bit and there was the 'tinkle tinkle of success' that Dr. Agasa had been waiting for.

"Verrrrry gutt. Now I don't have to vorry about my trousers." Before conan could do it himself, Agasa pulled up his little underoos.

Richard banged at the stall door, shouting that they HAD TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW!

"Hokay!" Grandpa said. "He scooped conan under one arm ."

"Hey wait! MY PANTS!" Conan shouted.

Agasa grabbed them and his walk on travel bag, "I put the pants on ven ve get in the plane. "

"But people will see me!" conan shrieked.

"So, vat vill they see. A teeny little baby boy vit his ooonderpants. Big deal."

And Agasa chased after a hurrying, frustrated Richard who was calling to conan over his shoulder. "This is all your fault, just wait till we get in the air, then Daddy will take you into the wash room for a little Father/son talk on PUNCTUALITY!"

"But DADDY!" conan said. He was silenced by Agasa's big hand over his mouth and his whiskery lips whispering in his ear, "SSSsssh! It's best not to argue with your Papa or it won't be only your pants you ain't got on!"

The Flight Attendants, and many of the passengers, clucked and "Aaawweed!" at the adorable little boy coming on boad in just his little panda undies. Richard grabbed conan out of Agasa's arms to enjoy being the center of attention. conan had beads of embarrassed sweat on his brow.

As they made their way down the aisle, conan held in Richard's arms so he could look over his Daddy's shoulder, conan spotted a man in the seat behind him. "Look, Ri...uh...Daddy," conan said gesturing, " He's got the same color hair as the sample."

"QUIET CONAN! Pointing is RUDE! I'll have to spank you for that.....later."

[arkham-insanity]

They finnaly got to their seats in that were in the very back....and Richard let Agasa by the window seat while Richard took the isle seat...he figured it would be best so he could take Conan to the lavitory...one the seatbelt sighns were off.

Richard held Conan tightly in his lap and gave him a quick pop on the side of his leg to get him to stop wiggiling as the plan took off and then leveled out.
"Alrigth you....as soon as the seatbelt sighn is turned off I'm going to take you to the bathroom and spank a few manners into you Conan!"

he said in a threatening manner.

[bobby]

conan could hardly move since he was on Richard's lap with the seat belt wrapped tightly around BOTH OF THEM.

"But Daddy I was just trying to tell you, because I knew you'd be 'right on it,' that the chump...er....the gentleman sitting behind us has hair the same color as the sample they found in the murder victim's fist. This is one of very few flights to Bavaria so I knew you'd want to know. Hee hee! So, you see, Papa," conan said, hoping to charm Richard by using an old world word for 'Daddy,' "I wasn't having bad manners."

Suddenly conan spotted the man walking toward the front of the plane. In his excitement he leaned forward pointing at the man, "THAT'S HIM!" the little boy said. Half the plane turned around to look!

[arkham-insanity]

"CONAN..what did I say about pointing!!" he then smacked the fire out of Conans hand on one strike.

"Your already on thin ice with me kid!"
then just as luck would have it the seatbelt light flickerd off and Richard undid his seatbelt..and turned to Agasa.

"Where is Conans hairbrush!!...he needs a reminder!" Richard said cleary upset that Conan had caused a scene.

[bobby]

"YOWTCH!" conan yelped, when his Daddy slapped his hand turning it red on one shot.

Then his Father put one arm around him as he unclipped the seatbelt.

"BUT DADDY, HE'S GETTING AWAY!" conan whined.

Where is Conans hairbrush, Agasa!!...he needs a reminder!"

"No, I don't. I promise," conan said, turning from his view of the aisle to first his Father and then his Grandpa going hastily through his carry on and happily producing the fine hairbrush that Richard hard purchased at the haberdasher's.

Then conan turned to look up the aisle and the man was gone..."He must have gone to the front to speak to an attendant....or the pilot! Something's up. We have to follow him. Crap....uh....uh.....crud.....uh........darn...he' s getting away???"

[arkham-insanity]

Richard had to pick up Conan and put him on his feet in the middle isle of the plane...then he stuggles to stand to his own feet as the plane suddenly hit a bit of turbulance....and bounced him back down into his seat

Conan took this opportunity while Richard tumbled about as the plane dipped....to make a dash toward where the suspect had gone...he had a feeling that the turblance wasnt turbulance...but that it has somthing to do with that man.