Really late because… I can be. Also AP classes are worse than death.

You should be able to look up 'Algorithm Taiso' on YouTube. Watching the dance before you read this will make it a helluvalot funnier.

"Alright everybody! Ready? Okay!" The little girl threw her arms up in the air, then lowered them to her sides. The three boys behind her did the same, though the smallest looked mortified to be doing this.

"Ayumi-" Conan started, staring into the smirking face of Haibara Ai who had managed to seat herself smugly behind the camera. He'd tried to volunteer for camera duty too, but Ayumi wouldn't hear of it.

"Shhh! Conan-kun, we're starting!" The girl turned a harsh glare on him, and he shut up quickly. Best to just get this over with…

Ran was giggling. She'd offered to help the kids with their project on the grounds that it made an excellent distraction in the summer months. Sonoko, too, had offered her assistance. Though her motivation to do so had more to do with seeing Conan in an utterly mortifying situation than anything else.

"Alright, squirts! You guys remember the dance?" The faux-blonde yelled, hands on her hips in imitation of a stern director. The kids yelled their affirmation, and Conan mumbled something about stupid dances.

"Conan-kun! Stop being so negative!" Ran scolded. Conan balked. She was torturing him, wasn't she? Yes. Yes she was. This was horrible. He thought about appealing to Haibara again, but the sight of her still-smirking face behind the blinking record light of the camera gave him no hope of improving along his earlier treaties.

"Sending in a dance to Pitagora? Well, you know how those people love to feature children. They'll probably get on it." The girl yawned, and turned back to her computer. She'd skipped school again today- preferring to feign sickness rather than sit in on the guest speaker scheduled for the second years.

"Yeah, probably. I already told them I wouldn't do it. It'll be hell to get them to leave me alone about it though…"

"Told them you couldn't? Why ever not?" Haibara looked to him with feigned surprise, the seeds of a plan starting to form in her head.

"Why-? What are you saying? I've already been on TV enough as it is! If I get on some kids show and an organisation member sees it-"

"They'll think that no teenager would ever agree to do such a thing, and write off Conan Edogawa as just a normal gradeschooler."

"What!? No! Hell no. I am not doing that stupid-"

"Kudo-kun, you realise you're only strengthening my argument."

"Well then you have to do it too! If they see both of us-"

"If they see the both of us together they will draw conclusions. They know how I think. They'll know I'm trying to throw off suspicion. However if you alone are spotted amongst children, the ruse will work."

"Haibara! For god's sake, have you even seen-"

"Silence, Kudo. I expect you to contact Ayumi as soon as possible and volunteer yourself."

"Yeah, right!"

As it happened, Ayumi had beaten Conan to it. She'd called Ran and asked for assistance in getting Conan's involvement, and in having the older girl help out with their dance. Ran had of course been a fan of Pitagora ever since her own gradeschool years, and agreed immediately. Conan was roped in for the ride.

The Algorithim Taiso theme song jerked him from his thoughts.

"ALGORITHIM TAISO!" Ayumi yelled. The boys echoed (reluctantly in Conan's case) and the dance began.

"Kocchi muite futari de maenarae
Turn this way and reach both hands forward
Acchi muite futari de maenarae
Turn that way and reach both hands forward
Te o yoko ni, Ara abunai
Put your hands to the side- oh! That's dangerous.
Atama wo sagereba butsukarimasen
If you lower your head you'll be alright.
Te o yoko ni, Ara abunai
Put your hands to the side- oh! That's dangerous
Atama wo sagereba daijoubu
If you lower your head you'll be just fine.
Guruguruguru guruguruguru!
Round and round, round and round!
Guuru guru…
Round and round…
Guruguruguru guruguruguru!
Round and round, round and round!
Guuru guru…
Round and round…
Pacchin pacchin! Gashin gashin!
Clap clap! Bash bash!
Pacchin pacchin! Gashin gashin!
Clap clap! Bash bash!
Pacchin pacchin! Gashin gashin!
Clap clap! Bash bash!
Sutte haku no ga shinkokyuu
Take deep breaths.
Sutte haku no ga shinkokyuu.
Take deep breaths."

That was it… The dance was finally over. Conan, face beet red, glared at a silently giggling Haibara leaning on the arm of an equally hysterical Sonoko. Ran, to her credit, had had the tact to at least turn the other direction before bursting into laughter. Unfortunately the kids didn't seem to have noticed at all.

"ALGORITHIM TAISO, OWARI!" Ayumi yelled. Once again the boys echoed her, Conan fighting to refrain from running forward and wringing Haibara's neck. The girl in question smirked and turned off the camera.

"Excellent recording. We'll send this to the television people as soon as possible." She said through a very un-Haibara like grin. Ayumi and the other kids clapped and congratulated themselves excitedly.

"Not on my life you won't…" Conan growled. Haibara smiled to herself and removed the cassette for safekeeping. So knew damn well what Kudo was planning. They stared each other down, the sounds of children celebrating their dance blocked out by Conan's total determination to destroy that damned tape…

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SOME WEEKS LATER…

Kaito flipped lazily through the channels, looking in vain for something to watch that didn't involve stupid cartoons or annoying talk show hosts. Suddenly, zooming past the kids' channel, a familiar face caught his eye. He quickly clicked back a few channels.

"Today we have some very special mail-in guests! Please enjoy the SHONEN TANTEI, GUEST ALGORITHIM TAISO!"

Kaito only got a good seconds' view of a certain detective's mortified face before he collapsed off the couch in hysterics. On the screen, a furiously-blushing 'tantei-kun' went through the motions of what was possibly the most ridiculous dance ever created.

The phantom theif grinned craftily to himself through his laughter. Next weeks' heist was going to be hilarious...

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THE NEXT HEIST…

Conan balked. The huge screen covering the to-be-robbed museum's gates was currently having a very familiar video projected onto it…

"And tonight's special mid-heist entertainment goes out to the tantei-kun! An excellent dancer, if I do say so myself!" The irritating, singsong voice of a certain theif rang out through the loudspeakers. Hundreds of Kid-fanatics, policemen, and random spectators turned to stare curiously at the murderous face of one small boy standing stock still by Mouri Kogoro's leg.

"Kid… You are going to pay for this…"

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