Detective Conan: Trouble at Home (private RP)

[bobby]

For a moment, conan was distracted as the police officer set off after the theif, both their running impeded by the sand.

conan had been jumping up and down with excitement, his hair all spiky as he shouted, "Yeah! Get her! Put her behind in jail!"

Then he was suddenly aware of a big shadow falling over him. He turned and looked up, up, up into his Grandpa's walrusy face. He was tugging one end of his big moustache and scowling and he held the empty strawberry jam jar in one hand.

"You are in big trouble, conan!"

conan's mouth dropped open and without a word, the little tot turned to make a run for it. At the same time, Richard bellowed:

"AGASA! BRING ME A #$%@$%$%$% TOWEL!"

[arkham-insanity]

"OH NO YOU DONT" Agasa grabbed Conan by the ear and gave a stern tug....and continied to tug him all the way to where their umbrella was...Agasa grabbed a towel and tossed it to Richard who was red faced from both anger and embarssiment.

"WHERE IS IS!!!....WHERE IS THAT BRAT!!!.....I AM GOING TO THROTTLE HIM WITH IN AN INCH OF HIS LIFE!!!!"

[bobby]

Held firmly by the ear, conan danced about trying to pry his determined Grandpa off, but Agasa held his ear and had no intention of letting go.

Meanwhile, a towel now wound around his loins, a roaring, raging Richard moved up toward his son like a hurricane.

"AI! AI! AI!" conan said, doing a dance similar to the Rockettes of Radio City Music Hall, as his Grandfather shook him by his ear and said, "Vas you crrrrrazy dumping Strrrrawberrry Jam down yourrr Papa's bathingtrrrrunks?"

Agasa looked at Rrrichard and shook his head. He said to conan, "I tink Papa is going to skin you aliff baby boy! Und I can't say dat I blame him! Oy yoy yoy!"

[arkham-insanity]

Richard grabbed up Conan and wisked him off his feet then tucking him under one arm he began to spank him hard and fast...he was so anrgy he wanted to let Conan know right now how much trouble he was in.

"This is just a warm up kid...I'm gonna paddle your backside from here to Tokyo you little BRAT!"

Richard said his temper getting the best of him as he hammerd the boys backside like lighting making all other kids in the nearby vicinity run and hide in fear that they might get in trouble to.

[bobby]

Secured under his Daddy's am, conan sprayed tears into the air, and howled with all his little six year old vigor.

It was amazing how many bright red handprints appeared on conan's bare bottom only to be replaced by a new one as they all merged into one very bright, red little fanny.

As Richard walloped away, one of the French Policemen came up and paying no attention at all to the ongoing spanking, except to take off his cap and put out his lower lip as if to say "Tres bien! Jaime impressed!" he bowed before Richard and thanked him for apprehending a notorious cut purse of the Riviera.

Richard could hardly hear the CONGRATULATORY WORDS over his son's lusty (and dare I say slightly over exaggerated volume) so he temporarily left off whaling the c _ _ p out of his little boy, to hear better.

[arkham-insanity]

A Photographer from the local city newspaper taking pictures of the police aresting the woman ....saw Richard spanking Conan on the beach and couldnt help but take a picture.

Richard stopped...his hand now worn out....as he was out of breath.

Agasa went and took Conan out of Richards grasp he tisked his finger at Richard.
"No no no...you need to do some more studying Richard...this is NOT the way to dicipline your son in public...first off you are too angry to be doing this....go cool off..I vill take care of little Conans backside now" he said sounding very much like the wiser elder that he was.

[bobby]

In the midst of his uber-wailing, which conan hoped would attract as much negative attention as possible, he couldn't help but hear his Grandpa Agasa's words to his Daddy:

"No no no...you need to do some more studying Richard...this is NOT the way to discipline your son in public...first off you are too angry to be doing this....go cool off..I vill take care of little Conans backside now"

Richard scowled, but several passages from YOUR SIDE, HIS SIDE AND THE BACKSIDE came into his mind and none of them had recommended the haphazard spanking that he had just been giving his son. All spankings, according to that 'bible' of Fatherhood, had strongly advised making each spanking a memorable RITUAL.

"Yeah, Agasa, you're right!" Richard reached down and patted conan on the head. "Lost my temper, son. I'm gonna take a dip and when I come out, I'll be able to take care of you PROPERLY."

Agasa nodded, although he fully intended to do the same. After all, it was HIS strawberry jam that had gotten wasted down the back of Richard's bathing trunks.

Back in the water, Richard swam about cooling off and now and then noticing a strawberry bob up in the water.

Back on the shore......

[arkham-insanity]

Agasa took Conan and sat down on the beach blanket that was laid out and shaded with the umbrella....he laid the small boy flat on his stomach on the blanket...Conan was sure he was about to be spanked but instead felt the cool tingiling of the special cream agasa had created that healed up his little Backside till it was fresh and new.

"Now dere little gransdson....you made your papa so terrribly angry...I dont care that you were trying to catch a theif...it was verrry naughty of you to go about it the way you did.....on top of ruining my special jam...which you are going to pay for very soon"

Agasa said lecturing the boy stroking his head waiting for the cream to do its magic...and for Conan to gather himself from the sudden and impulsive thrashing he had just recived.......Agasa was glad that he was there....with the way Richard spanked he was afraid that Conan would be tramatized for life.

[bobby]

conan sighed with relief as Dr. Agasa's cream began to do its restorative magic.

As Dr. Agasa stroked his head, conan began to think quickly about how he was going to get out of this situation.

"Damn!" he thought, his Jimmy persona returning now that the spanking had stopped, "maybe I shouldn't 'a poured that jam down Daddy's trunks....DID I JUST THINK THAT!!!???....*Jimmy's mind boggled as he realized that he was ACTUALLY, LEGALLY Richard Moore's SON! But for sanity's sake, he put that aside.*.....but he said that line about the jellyfish and it was just so PERFECT!"

Without realizing it, conan giggled out loud at his own cleverness.

Hearing it, Dr. Agasa took a double take. Here he had felt sorry for the little toddler...thinking him traumatized, and he was giggling with....."Vat did it sound like?" Agasa said, pulling on his moustache.

"It sounded like...self...conceit!!!"

"No sweat," conan thought to himself. "Agasa is a sweet old geezer at heart. I can win him over. I'll appeal to his scientific mind."

"Dr. Agasa....I mean, Grandpa," conan said, turning his head.

Agasa looked down through slightly narrowed eyes at the sweet voiced six year old.

"I was thinking that it really was NAUGHTY of me to put the jam down Daddy's pants. The problem is that I saw what that lady was doing and didn't have more sophisticated detective tools to help me solve the case without being..." conan tried to look ashamed and bit his lower lip and fluttered his long eyelashes..."with being a naughty little boy.

SO," he went on. "How about we work on some super cool tools that I can use because Richard....uh.....um.....I mean Daddy......doesn't have a clue!" The ending didn't sound quite right to conan, but he smiled sweetly to cover his weak end.

[arkham-insanity]

Agasa squinted down at the boy seeing a impish sparkle in his eyes and saw through Conans little act.

"Conan you may think I am stupid...just dont talk to me like I am" he said firmly looking miffed.
"You knew EXACTLY vhat you vere doing and I know that you know better than to behave that way...especially since I know who you really are....and because of that you are going to be getting an EXTRA hard spanking...because I know deep down inside you are smarter than you are letting on!"

Agasa said shaking his finger at the boy...his mind thinking on what would be a punishment that would suit the sly little Jimmy/Conan that he had on his hands....he then looked up and saw a sand dune that had several small saplings growing from it....he then took Conan by the hand and walked over to where they grew and plucked one easily from the sand.

"I think this should do alright for a boy is getting too big for his britches...a nice whippy switch should teach you your lesson.

Agasa decided to give the errant Conan a differnt type of spanking and held him tight against himself standing up and ....for a stand up spanking one that he wouldnt soon forget.