Simple Things (30 Evil Deeds: Gin)

[candyfics]

Title: Simple Things
Author: Candyland
Fandom: Detective Conan
Bad Guy: Gin
Theme: #7—an old rug, rolled up and tied
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Own Detective Conan, I do not. Own the characters, Gosho Aoyama does. Making money off them, I am not. Borrow and write about them, I merely do. Talk like Yoda, I must.
Summary: Gin enjoyed the simple, practical things in life.



It was the simple pleasures that really made life worth living. And Gin really did enjoy the simple things in life, like waking up in the morning to find that it was a gray, overcast day; knowing that there would be a storm was delightfully depressing. But many of these simple things were also quite practical, he’d found.

Sitting in front of the mirror and brushing his (evil) hair exactly one hundred times to ensure maximum shininess and volume? That was simple personal hygiene.

Going to see the Boss about his newest assignment and getting to sit in that one very comfortable chair that he swore had evil upholstery? Simply business.

Cruising around in his Porsche? That was a safety thing—if he walked, he could be hit by a car. Being a pedestrian could be extremely dangerous, you know.

Reading about the Manson murders during his lunch break? Literacy, and education. He was schooling himself in further ways to Not Get Caught.

Taking an old rug and throwing it into the sea? That was recycling. Fish probably didn’t have interior decorators. Maybe they could use it in their coral reef or something.

Listening to the final scream of the man wrapped up in the old rug as he plummeted the thirty feet into the water? That was…okay, that was just fun, plain and simple.

Truly, it was the simple, practical things that made Gin’s life so wonderful. And evil.



PS. …I’m just going to mark this with the “This was a whole lot funnier in my head” stamp and move along. Thanks for reading, all. Much love!

Comments

[ran-mouri82.livejournal.com]

Now this is interesting:

1) You wrote crack, then worried about not having angst!plunnies.

2) You finally accepted da crack in all its glory.

3) You can write angst! FTW! ^_^

There's a lesson for us here. The minute we let go of what it is we think we're supposed to be doing and stop trying to force it, we'll gain the freedom we need to achieve our goal. (Wait, does that mean I have to give up my 30 Kisses challenge?! Noes! Candy-chaaaaaan!)

[candyfics.livejournal.com]

...actually, right now it feels like I'm struggling a little bit for plunnies, period ;o; I think it's this time of year that kills my muses. Actually, more like "slaps my will to write in the face with a tire iron." But we won't nitpick ^_~

DON'T YOU DARE GIVE UP YOUR 30 KISSES CHALLENGE!!! ;o;

[ran-mouri82.livejournal.com]

Maybe we need to create another LJ holiday? Like International KYMITA Day!

That stands for "Kick Your Muse In The . . . Hindquarters". ^___^*

[candyfics.livejournal.com]

Okay, you know me, so you had to know you were going to get the smartasshindquarters answer.

HINDQUARTERS DOESN'T START WITH A!! *shot*