Detective Conan: Trouble at Home (private RP)

[arkham-insanity]

Detective Moore was about to open his mouth to restate his reasons of who the Murderer was when he felt a sudden peircing against the back of his kneck and he felt his legs go all queezy the room began to spin and then darkness overtook the detective.

The Police Chief looked over at Richard..with question.
"Moore!..what are you doing?"

[bobby]

Conan walked over to Richard and took his large hand in his tiny one. "Uncle Richard is exhausted! He solved this whole case on his own, and that was very, very hard."

Conan made himself pat Richard's huge, unresponsive hand, the hand that had recently smashed into Conan's bare bottom. "You're my hero, Uncle Richard!" the little boy said through gritted teeth.

The Chief of Police ordered two of his men to get Richard up and drive him, and Conan home.

In the police car, an officer shoved Richard in, and then - to Conan's horror - put Conan on Richard's lap and strapped them both in together.

Richard was coming too as they pulled up in front of the Moore residence.

"Congratulations, Detective Moore," one of the policeman said,extending his hand, "that was amazing how you figured out that the dame was the murderer."

Richard shook his head and looked down to see a grinning Conan strapped to his lap. The officer undid the seat belt and in another moment Richard and conan were standing alone in front of their front door.

[arkham-insanity]

Richard was in a daze as he was congradulated and quickly tried brushing off his accomplishment as "just another case solved by RICHARD MOORE!!" then giving a classic laugh as the police care drove away...after they were out of sight Mr. Moore Suddenly noticed Conan.

"Conan...why are you not at Dr. Agasa's??" he said threateningly..picking up the boy by the back of his suspenders letting him dangle.

"I was sure I told you to go strait there!!!"

[bobby]

"Uh...heh heh....I.....uh.....I forgot that I left the cans of oil that Dr. Agasa sent me for and had to come back. See." Conan held up the bags of oil.

Just then, Dr. Agasa came puffing up their walk. "Oh, there you are Conan, I was worried about you." Dr. Agasa saw the little boy dangling from his suspenders in a grip of steel and a look of righteous anger in Richard Moore's face. "Oh, um. Is anything wrong, Mr. Moore?" Dr. Agasa asked cautiously. "Has Conan been a naughty little boy."

conan glared at the Dr. He knew that he was just trying to protect conan's cover, but he thought he was overdoing it. A LOT!

[arkham-insanity]

Richard looked at Dr. Agasa
"you tell me Dr....." Richard then paused. "Did you send Conan to the store for some oild for an invention?" Richard said eye balling Conan.

Agasa paused for a second ...mulling over his answere...then shrugged.
"Why no Detective.....I never sent Conan to the store...I told him to go play compture games like a good boy in my lab.....I then went to fix and snack and when I returned Conan was gone!"

"Is that SO!!???" Richard now narrowed his eyes at the still dangeling Conan.

[bobby]

conan's large eyes doubled in size as he gawped at Dr. Agasa from where he hung from 'Uncle Richard's' fist.

"WHAAAA??!!!! DR. AGASA!" conan wailed. "I.....YOU......TOLD......BUT......GAWK! BLACH!.......Y O U !!" And what followed was so shocking that Dr. Agasa and Richard both found their jaws dropping open and they rocked back on their heels.

How could a six year old possibly have picked up such language!!!!

[arkham-insanity]

Richard almost dropped Conan he was in such shock at his language...he himself had used many foul words in his life but to hear somthing like that spring from a child was absolutly shocking.

Dr. Agasa too was shocked...he knew that Jimmy was going to be upset at him for trying to protect his cover...but there was no need for him to say such things.
"Conan Edagawa...that was not very nice!" Agasa said shaking his finger at the boy.

"When I get you home Conan you are going to really get it this time."

"Wait?...why wait Agasa said...my house is just right this way and I may have a few things that may help in diciplining that naughty boy!"

"Well what are you waiting for Dr.!!?" Richard said quickly followed Agasa to his large house....the whole time Richard yelled and lectured Conan untill they reached Agasas place.

[bobby]

conan was shaking by the time they got to Agasa's house. It seemed that 'Jimmy' had abandoned ship once more, and only a very scared little six year old dangled from his Uncle Richard's tight fist.

conan couldn't understand Dr. Agasa. Why was he inviting Richard to his house to discipline conan. The little boy shook his head, but then he realized that it hardly mattered. What mattered was that he was in trouble.

Tears came into conan's eyes and he started to cry with justifiable fear, "Boo hoo! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say..sniff...to say...sniff...those things. I must have heard it from some bad boys at school. Boo hoo....I won't say it again. Dr. Agasa, you believe me don't you?" conan asked desperately. He had been really shaken by the way Agasa had shook that big finer in his face and scolded, "Conan Edagawa...that was not very nice!" He looked like HE wanted to spank conan.

What was going on???!!!

[arkham-insanity]

"Well you should have thought about that before you disobeyed me and swore...you know how I feel about kids swearing dammit!" Richard said hardly noticing his own cursing.

Agasa let Richard down to his lab then pulled open a drawer that was filled several hairbrushes all differnt shapes and styles.
"Ahh see here Detective...this is a special spanking tool that I recently developed for naughty boys who have trouble remembering to behave themselves" the Doctor held out a flatback hairbrush.

"Looks like just a regular hairbrush to me Doc." Richard said flatly.

"Oh no...if you look at the handle you will see a dial with numbers on it...with each setting it makes the hairbrush hit harder without having to putting any extra swing into it....of course it hasnt been tested yet" Agasa then handed the hairbrush to Richard.

[bobby]

Dangling from Richard's hairy paw by his suspenders, conan spun in circles, his suspender stretching and creaking.

During one of his cycles, he passed over Dr. Agasa's torture drawer and saw the instruments of torture...EIGHT HAIRBRUSHES OF DIFFERENT SIZE AND SHAPE.

The DREADED HAIRBRUSH the piece de resistance of spanking implements. A charming domestic tool that could be used to brush a little boy's hair until it shone, then turn it over....and turn the little boy over....and it could brush his bare bottom until IT shone.

"NO! NO HAIRBRUSH! UNCLE RICHARD! DR. AGASA. YOU DON'T WANNA SPANK ME WITH THAT!! DO YOU?" conan sobbed in terror.