Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: General series
Word Count: 161 words
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: She could guess Mom’s mood just by the dinner preparations. A fun little Aoko ficlet.
Aya stood in the kitchen doorway, watching with avid fascination as her mother went about the preparations for dinner. Being the bright, observant child that she was, she noticed that Mommy was chopping the vegetables with a great deal of force.
After a moment, she toddled into the kitchen proper and moved to stand beside her mother. She was proud that if she stood on her very tiptoes, she could see over the top of the countertop—that meant that she was growing up. Soon, she would be as tall as Daddy!
She stood quietly for a moment before she spoke up. “What’re you doing, Mommy?”
“Making dinner,” Aoko replied, not moving her eyes from the cutting board. The poor vegetables at her mercy there were cut up finely enough to make the average food processor turn green with envy.
“What’s for dinner?” she chirped.
Aya-chan was silent once more before she sighed. “You’re mad at Daddy again, aren’t you?”
PS. Aya-chan is an original character I created in my Nights series—she’s Kaito and Aoko’s daughter. At present, she’s four years old. I originally made her up for one fic, but somehow managed to fall hopelessly in love with my Little Plot Device. So don’t be too surprised if she pops up again here and there.
This goes out (with large amounts of uber-love) to my dear friend msbbt, who inspired it over dinner one night, and then let me write it. You are an angel amongst non-angelic things!! And to the rest of you, thanks so much for reading, and I hope you liked it. Much love, all!