[fanfic} DC: The Heiji Factor Part II
Feb. 25th, 2004 01:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ickaimpUm... it mutated on us. ^^;; And then it got kinda weird. I blame the hour.
And still don't have an explination for what's going on. o_O Sorry, Heiji. We like you, really we do.
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"All right, the problem isn't so much getting our hands on Hattori..." Conan poked his head out of the bushes, pointing to the slight figure next to the Kansai Detective. "It's getting past Kazuha first."
Haibara raised an eyebrow. "His girlfriend?"
"They're familiar with a river in Egypt when it comes to that." He dropped his head back down, hiding out of sight again.
"Ah. Denial." Haibara nodded sagely as she followed suite. "How lovely. Over protective instincts?"
"Big time. Usually a 50 metre radius."
"So we have to get past her to get to him." She mused, thoughtfully cupping her chin in a hand. "How does he manage to get away from her usually?"
He snorted. "Someone dies." Not that it wasn't a common occurrence whenever the two of them got within close proximity to each other.
"Also lovely." She raised an eyebrow. "I suppose it would be a bit much to ask-"
A scream wailed in the background.
"Nevermind..." They both rose in time to see Hattori go running off, Kazuha watching him go. The pony-tailed girl then clenched her fists angrily and stomped a foot, taking off the other direction, presumably to call the police.
"Nice timing, Kudo." Haibara praised as they crawled out of the bushes to follow the screaming. He rolled his eyes in response, knowing that any response would be futile.
"So what's the plan?" He asked as they darted down the street.
She raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to attempt to solve the murder?"
"Wrong scream." He paused at the corner to an alley way, peering down it first to make sure the coast was clear before continuing on. "That was Scream #73: The Cat Just Vomited Unidentifable Mutli-Coloured Puke on my Shoes. He probably mistook it for a #14: Someone's Been Strangled in a Back Alley and is Laying There Foaming at the Mouth."
"You've got the screams numbered."
"Yeah, well, you hear enough of them and it gets kind of obvious."
They turned a corner and found Hattori standing in front of a shame-faced woman who was apologising for startling him like that. He looked equally embarrassed as he finished his apologies and pulled out a cell phone to call Kazuha to let her know it was a false alarm.
"If she has a cell phone, why didn't she just use that to call the police instead of tracking down a phone booth?" Haibara questioned in a half whisper as they ducked out of sight.
"Logically, it's because the police can track the phone booths." He explained. "But really it's to get the girls out of the way so that they don't see the bodies."
"Makes sense. You ready?"
"Ready." He nodded. Haibara handed him his weapon and ducked farther back into the shadows. Conan smiled to himself and stepped forward into the light.
It took a moment for Hattori to notice his appearance, and then hang up with Kazuha. "Kudo!" Hattori leaned over to greet him with a friendly grin that only bordered on slightly puzzled. "What are you doing here? And why are you holding a butterfly net?"
Conan gave him a big smile back, pulling out Child Grin #5: I'm Perfectly Innocent, I Swear Ha-Ha. "Distraction."
"Distraction?" Hattori echoed, confusion clearly on his face now.
::WHAM!:: Haibara nailed him with clinical precision with the mallet. Hattori went down like a felled tree, his eyes swirling.
"Sorry about that, Hattori." Conan apologised as Haibara tossed him the other end of the rope. Within moments they had him cocooned in it, covered in the brown cord from the neck down.
"Ready?" She asked, holding one of the rope over her shoulder.
He shouldered his end of the rope. "Ready." He saluted back.
"To the lab!"
-fin-
*scratches head* They not only named the screams, they named the grins... I don't know, really I don't.
Okay, hopefully now sleep... -_-
And still don't have an explination for what's going on. o_O Sorry, Heiji. We like you, really we do.
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"All right, the problem isn't so much getting our hands on Hattori..." Conan poked his head out of the bushes, pointing to the slight figure next to the Kansai Detective. "It's getting past Kazuha first."
Haibara raised an eyebrow. "His girlfriend?"
"They're familiar with a river in Egypt when it comes to that." He dropped his head back down, hiding out of sight again.
"Ah. Denial." Haibara nodded sagely as she followed suite. "How lovely. Over protective instincts?"
"Big time. Usually a 50 metre radius."
"So we have to get past her to get to him." She mused, thoughtfully cupping her chin in a hand. "How does he manage to get away from her usually?"
He snorted. "Someone dies." Not that it wasn't a common occurrence whenever the two of them got within close proximity to each other.
"Also lovely." She raised an eyebrow. "I suppose it would be a bit much to ask-"
A scream wailed in the background.
"Nevermind..." They both rose in time to see Hattori go running off, Kazuha watching him go. The pony-tailed girl then clenched her fists angrily and stomped a foot, taking off the other direction, presumably to call the police.
"Nice timing, Kudo." Haibara praised as they crawled out of the bushes to follow the screaming. He rolled his eyes in response, knowing that any response would be futile.
"So what's the plan?" He asked as they darted down the street.
She raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to attempt to solve the murder?"
"Wrong scream." He paused at the corner to an alley way, peering down it first to make sure the coast was clear before continuing on. "That was Scream #73: The Cat Just Vomited Unidentifable Mutli-Coloured Puke on my Shoes. He probably mistook it for a #14: Someone's Been Strangled in a Back Alley and is Laying There Foaming at the Mouth."
"You've got the screams numbered."
"Yeah, well, you hear enough of them and it gets kind of obvious."
They turned a corner and found Hattori standing in front of a shame-faced woman who was apologising for startling him like that. He looked equally embarrassed as he finished his apologies and pulled out a cell phone to call Kazuha to let her know it was a false alarm.
"If she has a cell phone, why didn't she just use that to call the police instead of tracking down a phone booth?" Haibara questioned in a half whisper as they ducked out of sight.
"Logically, it's because the police can track the phone booths." He explained. "But really it's to get the girls out of the way so that they don't see the bodies."
"Makes sense. You ready?"
"Ready." He nodded. Haibara handed him his weapon and ducked farther back into the shadows. Conan smiled to himself and stepped forward into the light.
It took a moment for Hattori to notice his appearance, and then hang up with Kazuha. "Kudo!" Hattori leaned over to greet him with a friendly grin that only bordered on slightly puzzled. "What are you doing here? And why are you holding a butterfly net?"
Conan gave him a big smile back, pulling out Child Grin #5: I'm Perfectly Innocent, I Swear Ha-Ha. "Distraction."
"Distraction?" Hattori echoed, confusion clearly on his face now.
::WHAM!:: Haibara nailed him with clinical precision with the mallet. Hattori went down like a felled tree, his eyes swirling.
"Sorry about that, Hattori." Conan apologised as Haibara tossed him the other end of the rope. Within moments they had him cocooned in it, covered in the brown cord from the neck down.
"Ready?" She asked, holding one of the rope over her shoulder.
He shouldered his end of the rope. "Ready." He saluted back.
"To the lab!"
-fin-
*scratches head* They not only named the screams, they named the grins... I don't know, really I don't.
Okay, hopefully now sleep... -_-
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Date: 2004-02-25 01:31 am (UTC)This is precious beyond words. *clutches stomach*
With your usage of the word cocoon, and the the butterfly net, I see this image of Heiji dangling from a tree...wrapped in a cocoon...and slowly metamorphing (right word?) into a butterfly. *snerks*
That was Scream #73: The Cat Just Vomited Unidentifable Mutli-Coloured Puke on my Shoes. He probably mistook it for a #14: Someone's Been Strangled in a Back Alley and is Laying There Foaming at the Mouth."
That is just great. It seriously is. Seems more like what Kaito would do than Shinichi though.
*flees back to hw*
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Date: 2004-02-25 03:52 am (UTC)"Ah. Denial."
^^;;;
"And why are you holding a butterfly net?"
"Distraction."
*nods in understanding* Sou desu ka....
XD Need I mention I loved the numbering of grins and screams? Any chance of a continuation? ^^ Thanks for the laughs!
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Date: 2004-02-25 09:18 am (UTC)Kosagi, on the other hand likes you very much.
Heiji: (grumbling) None too fond of Kosagi either.
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Date: 2004-02-25 10:43 am (UTC)*angelic smile* *innocent innocent*
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Date: 2004-02-25 10:46 am (UTC)They then notice that the Pool of Castigation is awfully full and go very very quiet.
It's their own fault for immigrating.
@____@........
Date: 2004-02-25 09:37 am (UTC)He *wouldn't* take revenge on Haibara, of course; he's not that stupid. She'd GET him.
Re: @____@........
Date: 2004-02-25 10:31 am (UTC)Voices are currently wrestling with having Haibara's discovering for Heiji's Healing Factor being "Poor Animation", to which there is an wise all resounding "Ahhhhh..."
^^;;
Re: @____@........
Date: 2004-02-25 10:48 am (UTC)::snicker::
Date: 2004-02-27 01:00 pm (UTC)Scream #246: Enraged Victim of Fanfic Writer Promising Bloody Revenge For Loss of Dignity.
followed closely by
Scream #247: Terrified FicWriter Fleeing Escaped Victim Following Loss of Plunny...
::grins:: Guess you better find the next part before Heiji gets loose.