This popped in randomly into my head while I was watching the clock, waiting for orchestra to end. The plunny just pounced on me, and wouldn't let go, so enjoy!

D3athrav3n92 Does not own Detective Conan, or the characters. Gosho Aoyama does. If I did, they would have been hancuffed to me a looong time ago.

Heiji stared at Conan. "You're kidding me." He said finally, after a moment of silence. Conan shook his head, glancing at his watch.

"No, I'm dead serious." He shook his head. "Watch- it'll happen in…" he glanced at his watch again. "In about twenty three seconds."

Heiji sweatdropped. "Look, I know this happens, often, but that doesn't mean that you can time-"

"Fifteen seconds." Conan interrupted loudly, swinging his legs as he sat on the park bench next to Heiji. He watched the second hand on his watch, counting down. Heiji shook his head stubbornly, watching others in the park as they went onto their business.

"It won't happen Kudou, I keep telling you-"

"Seven seconds."

"Look, Kudou, this is stupid-"

"Five…four…three…two…one!"
"KYAAAA!!!! THERE'S A DEAD BODY!!!!!"

Heiji stared in amazement as Conan hopped off the bench, grinning triumphantly at the stunned Osakajin.

He finally shook his head wearily, standing up and heading to the scene of the crime. "Fine, you win." He growled. "Stop smiling."

Conan shook his head, and they plunged into the mystery, Conan with a little twinkle in his eye.

I just find it amusing that whenever Conan goes out, there's some sort of dead body hanging around. It's gotten to the point when he KNOWS when they will appear.

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