kudoh-shinichi:

holmesapprentice:

kudoh-shinichi:

“Hey now kid, I’m the one who should be asking you that. Last I checked I was the real Jimmy Kudo. What makes you think you can parade around as Conan?” Jimmy asked quietly. He was upset and terribly confused. Why on earth was there some kid that looked exactly as he did when he was Conan?

Unless, for some reason, this kid actually was Conan.

Whatever the case was, it wasn’t a good idea for them to stay there. If they were both who they said they were, they needed to go some place that wasn’t the Moore’s to discuss this. The safest place for them now would be Doctor Agasa’s.

Conan gave a small snort but, with a quick glance back into the agency, tugged on his shoes and darted outside, quietly clicking the door shut behind him. He took a few steps away from ‘Jimmy’ towards Agasa’s direction, looking back at him.

“C’mon.” He said simply, but his eyes were serious..but curious as well.

‘Conan’ stepped out of the Moore’s Agency and moved in the direction of Agasa’s. Whoever he really was, he wasn’t dumb and had seemed to have the same idea.

“Okay, pipsqueak, we’re going to my good friend Doctor Agasa to see if he can tell us what’s going on.”

Jimmy walked off letting ‘Conan’ follow behind. Jimmy planned to get to the bottom of this before anything else happened.

Conan walked casually behind Jimmy, arms locked behind his head as he thought, his gaze wandering from between staring at the back of Jimmy’s head to people passing by.

‘This doesn’t make any sense. Even if he were a doppelganger he’s proven he doesn’t have any malicious intent for me…well yet, I suppose. He would of kidnapped me right then at the door if that had been the case. He knows the way to Agasa’s, and what bothers me the most is he LOOKS like what I would possibly look like if I had been transformed back. Just a little bit older, same facial structure, same body type, same everything right down to actions and the way I know I express myself. If he was a doppelganger then he’s a really good one!’

Here he swung his arms down and crossed them in front of him, giving a small glare as Jimmy glanced back to make sure he was still there.

‘We’ll find out soon enough, Doc should have some kind of idea what’s going on.’ As he thought that, Agasa’s house appeared in the distance. With excitement running rampant in his head, he sprinted ahead of Jimmy with fervor to the telecom at the gate.

*BZZBZZ*

“‘Allo, how may I ‘elp you?’” The voice crackled over  and Conan had to get up on his tiptoes momentarily to be heard.

“It’s Jimmy, Doc! Can you let me in?”

“..Ji..mmy? But you sound like…oh alright give me a moment..”

Conan tilted back a bit.

‘That was weird..’

By the time Jimmy caught up, glaring daggers at him, the gate had opened and with a mischievous smile Conan bowed a bit and swept his arms towards the house.

“Age before beauty!”

kudoh-shinichi:

holmesapprentice:

Conan jumped at the sound of the knocking, but then smirked a bit.

‘A client maybe?’ With that thought in mind he waved to Rachel that he’d answer, knowing Richard was probably still knocked out.

Conan made it to the door in little to no time and hopped a little, still just shy of being able to reach the handle efficiently. With a small twist and tug he opened the door…

To face HIMSELF?

No, it wasn’t but it was!

“WHA…” He stumbled back, now looking up into the face of Jimmy Kudo!

‘What..is going on here?!?’ He thought bewilderingly, panicking slightly when he heard Rachel calling for him.

“Conan? Who’s at the door?”

‘Oh crap oh crap oh crap’ He looked to the stunned Jimmy, then quickly yelled back; “Oh it’s just a friend, I’ve got it!”

With that taken care of for the moment, he turned with an icy glare back to this supposed doppelganger.

“And just WHO are you?!”

“Hey now kid, I’m the one who should be asking you that. Last I checked I was the real Jimmy Kudo. What makes you think you can parade around as Conan?” Jimmy asked quietly. He was upset and terribly confused. Why on earth was there some kid that looked exactly as he did when he was Conan?

Unless, for some reason, this kid actually was Conan.

Whatever the case was, it wasn’t a good idea for them to stay there. If they were both who they said they were, they needed to go some place that wasn’t the Moore’s to discuss this. The safest place for them now would be Doctor Agasa’s.

Conan gave a small snort but, with a quick glance back into the agency, tugged on his shoes and darted outside, quietly clicking the door shut behind him. He took a few steps away from ‘Jimmy’ towards Agasa’s direction, looking back at him.

“C’mon.” He said simply, but his eyes were serious..but curious as well.

kudoh-shinichi:

holmesapprentice:

Once Rachel had gotten done with the dishes, she had asked Conan if he wanted to play any video games. He reluctantly agreed, not really looking forward to her winning against him as she usually did.

The day was passing by so slowly, it was annoying him. Now that he thought of it, it’d been unusually quiet and case-free for the past FEW days.

‘Man,’ He thought, pulling a face as Rachel beat his character to a pulp in a fighting game, again. ‘Is it bad of me if I just wished that something…ANYTHING…would happen to pick up the pace a bit?’

Jimmy made his way to Rachel’s place. The path from his place to the Moore’s was a familiar one. It felt surreal to be walking this way again, standing at his normal height.

He made it to his destination swiftly. Jimmy stopped for a moment to prepare himself for the inevitable earful he’d get from Rachel.

He knocked on the door. A few moments passed before the door opened. However Jimmy was greeted by someone unexpected.

Conan jumped at the sound of the knocking, but then smirked a bit.

‘A client maybe?’ With that thought in mind he waved to Rachel that he’d answer, knowing Richard was probably still knocked out.

Conan made it to the door in little to no time and hopped a little, still just shy of being able to reach the handle efficiently. With a small twist and tug he opened the door…

To face HIMSELF?

No, it wasn’t but it was!

“WHA…” He stumbled back, now looking up into the face of Jimmy Kudo!

‘What..is going on here?!?’ He thought bewilderingly, panicking slightly when he heard Rachel calling for him.

“Conan? Who’s at the door?”

‘Oh crap oh crap oh crap’ He looked to the stunned Jimmy, then quickly yelled back; “Oh it’s just a friend, I’ve got it!”

With that taken care of for the moment, he turned with an icy glare back to this supposed doppelganger.

“And just WHO are you?!”

Stir crazy…….

kudoh-shinichi:

holmesapprentice:

Hm, on that related note it’s been awfully quiet around the office…

—

Conan looks behind himself, away from the post that he was starting to type. Despite being intrigued by this person who decided to follow his new blog, he’s gotten distracted by a small noise coming from the kitchen.

He gives a small sigh and closes the laptop for now, giving a little hop to fully move himself from the high chair he’d been sitting in.

A pause.

Pushes the chair in after a second thought and then trails the sound of clinking. Not really fearing for his safety due to the familiarity of the situation he simply trods down the hallway and turns to look around the corner of the doorway leading into the kitchen.

Sure enough, Rachel is standing at the sink, cleaning up dishes. He gives a small smile at the upbeat bob that Rachel is doing while cleaning, obviously in her own little world to keep herself amused during the mundane chore.

He continues onward down and to the left into the office, having to pull the door open (uhhh I swear I’ll be able to reach this without hopping!) as usual. He shifts it open quietly and peeks more sneakily around the frame.

Oh, of course. As usual, Richard is asleep, the T.V. on the station that usually showed his favorite pop star, Yoko Akino. Right now it was just commercials, the current one talking about the current car sales going on in the downtown area.

Conan sighs and closes the door again, leaning against it as he looks up at the ceiling with a bored look.

‘Ugh, it’s so slow today…’

It was a quiet day. No cases or anything of interest happening. Jimmy Kudo sat at his desk contemplating what to do. It was good to be back in his own body again.

“I think I’ll take this opportunity to go see Rachel. Even if this antidote doesn’t last forever, I can go see her and cover for myself again. She’s probably going to kill me though. Ah well, can’t really do much about that.”

Jimmy stood and got ready to head out.

Once Rachel had gotten done with the dishes, she had asked Conan if he wanted to play any video games. He reluctantly agreed, not really looking forward to her winning against him as she usually did.

The day was passing by so slowly, it was annoying him. Now that he thought of it, it’d been unusually quiet and case-free for the past FEW days.

‘Man,’ He thought, pulling a face as Rachel beat his character to a pulp in a fighting game, again. ‘Is it bad of me if I just wished that something…ANYTHING…would happen to pick up the pace a bit?’

((I actually gained a small amount of followers already so I’ll go ahead and introduce myself and how this blog works!

As it reads in the sidebar I’m an independant RP blog, and I should also state that none of the gifs I use are mine unless stated with the #mygif tag and unfortunately if you ask I don’t know where I got them all but feel free to save and use them as your own!

I normally either RP with myself in long posts, or back and forth with my friend. The current AU is that Jimmy/Conan are in the same universe and are still the same person, they have to figure out what exactly is going on here!

But I’ll also obviously interact with anons and followers alike accordingly.

This is purely for fun and isn’t supposed to be taken seriously, and half of my entries will be me being goofy and interacting with others!

And yes, before you ask, I’ll interact with other RP blogs outside of the Case Closed fandom.

Thanks for following I hope you find joy and amusement, and possibly in the future some good stories from this blog!

Let the Truth be Heard;

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grandepolla:

holmesapprentice:

grandepolla:

holmesapprentice:

grandepolla started following you

Oh hey, welcome I guess!

Hahaha

Sorry it’s such a mess right now and not full of anything.

But welcome Miss Adams, oh I’m sorry, Melissa!

Oh Kudo-kun~ I’m excitedly awaiting your hard-boiled detective antics! /fan self/

W-woah hey no! I’m Conan!

You must mean Jimmy, yea isn’t he the best?? Taught me everything I know, though I learned a lot on my own! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

(ack…)

Oh right~ How could I mistake suck a cutie for a hottie like him?? /ruffles your hair/ now don’t get hurt out in the big world solving big boys crimes~

Yea sure! I’m sure I’ll be fine though!

(That was close)

(W-wait. HOTTIE. CUTIE. WHAT..ooh kay)

U-uh, no that’s ok Anon!

(Crap this might have been a bad idea)

Hm, on that related note it’s been awfully quiet around the office…

—

Conan looks behind himself, away from the post that he was starting to type. Despite being intrigued by this person who decided to follow his new blog, he’s gotten distracted by a small noise coming from the kitchen.

He gives a small sigh and closes the laptop for now, giving a little hop to fully move himself from the high chair he’d been sitting in.

A pause.

Pushes the chair in after a second thought and then trails the sound of clinking. Not really fearing for his safety due to the familiarity of the situation he simply trods down the hallway and turns to look around the corner of the doorway leading into the kitchen.

Sure enough, Rachel is standing at the sink, cleaning up dishes. He gives a small smile at the upbeat bob that Rachel is doing while cleaning, obviously in her own little world to keep herself amused during the mundane chore.

He continues onward down and to the left into the office, having to pull the door open (uhhh I swear I’ll be able to reach this without hopping!) as usual. He shifts it open quietly and peeks more sneakily around the frame.

Oh, of course. As usual, Richard is asleep, the T.V. on the station that usually showed his favorite pop star, Yoko Akino. Right now it was just commercials, the current one talking about the current car sales going on in the downtown area.

Conan sighs and closes the door again, leaning against it as he looks up at the ceiling with a bored look.

‘Ugh, it’s so slow today…’

grandepolla:

holmesapprentice:

grandepolla started following you

Oh hey, welcome I guess!

Hahaha

Sorry it’s such a mess right now and not full of anything.

But welcome Miss Adams, oh I’m sorry, Melissa!

Oh Kudo-kun~ I’m excitedly awaiting your hard-boiled detective antics! /fan self/

W-woah hey no! I’m Conan!

You must mean Jimmy, yea isn’t he the best?? Taught me everything I know, though I learned a lot on my own! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

(ack…)