Candyland (candyfics) wrote,

A Little Loopy (30 Friends: Shinichi-Heiji)

Title: A Little Loopy
Author: Candyland
Fandom: Detective Conan
Friends: Kudo Shinichi/Edogawa Conan and Hattori Heiji
Theme: #14—fair weather friend, rainy day friend
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan—all the characters belong to Gosho Aoyama. I just kidnapped them and hid them in my closet to keep them safe from…I dunno, something awful, I’m sure. Don’t worry, I feed them. Sometimes.
Summary: Of all the days for Kudo to get sick…

Of all the times for Kudo to get sick, he had to pick the day that Heiji and Kazuha popped in for a visit from Osaka. Their plans thus became rather cramped, as the little boy was too sick to go anywhere, and Ran didn’t trust her father with the child’s care—were her father actually willing to lift a finger in the first place. So they decided to hang out at the agency, where they could keep an eye on Conan.

“I’ll take that up for ya, Neechan,” Heiji offered, pulling the tray carefully out of Ran’s hands. It would give him an excuse to go see the shrunken detective and see how he was doing. And possibly annoy him a bit. Annoying Kudo was one of Heiji’s favorite pastimes!

Ran had no protests, and so Heiji headed on over to her bedroom—the kid’s futon had temporarily been moved into her room so she could keep an eye on him while he was sick. Apparently, she really didn’t trust her father. Normally, Heiji would have been coming up with joke up joke about the fact that Kudo was sleeping in Neechan’s room, but hey, the guy was sick.

Kudo was sound asleep (or so it appeared); his face was flushed, and even from the doorway Heiji could hear a faint, hoarse whistling sound with each breath the kid took. But as he tiptoed closer, one blue eye opened and zeroed in on him with a glazed look. “…you’re not Ran,” he mumbled, closing his eye again.

“Nope,” Heiji knelt down carefully so as not to upend the tray in his hands. On said tray was a cup of tea and a dose of what looked and smelled suspiciously like cough syrup in a small plastic cup. He picked that up and held it out to the faux-child. “Here ya go.”

Conan sat up and took the proffered dose. He looked at it and wrinkled his nose. “Yuck.”

Heiji bit back a laugh at the look on his face. Kudo was actually acting like a petulant seven-year-old. “Come on,” he cajoled. “Might as well get it over with.”

With a sigh of resignation, Kudo obediently down the medication in one gulp. He winced violently at the awful taste, and this time Heiji did chuckle. Kudo sat still a moment, then looked up at Heiji with that same unfocused look. “You know what, Hattori?”


“You suck.”

Heiji nearly fell over. “WHAT?”

“You’re a foul weather friend!” Kudo went on, giving him an accusatory look—quite a feat, considering his eyes were as glazed as donuts. His words were slurring together. “That’s what you are!”

“…how so?”

“You always show up and there’s a murder and bad stuff happens!” he said, waving one hand haphazardly as he spoke. “But where are you when nothing’s going on and we could just hang out? NOWHERE! Or maybe in Osaka. But the point is that you’re not here!” At this point, he threw his arms in the air, as though exasperated. “And that’s why you suck.” He nodded curtly as he said that last.

Heiji blinked as Kudo swayed back and forth a couple of times, then fell back against the futon. He was asleep again before his head touched the pillow.

Ran chose that moment to stick her head in. “Hattori-kun? Is everything okay?” she said as she stepped into the room. “We thought we heard yelling.”

He looked back over his shoulder at her, then asked, “Neechan…what was in that cough syrup?” Mentally, he made a note to visit again when Kudo was sick. The guy was funny when he went all loopy!

PS. Inspired by a certain strip in the fabulous webcomic Count Your Sheep. It cracked me up, and I thought of this theme. And so it goes, and so it goes…not much else to say about this one. Thanks for reading, all! Much love!

Tags: character: heiji, character: shinichi/conan, fandom: detective conan/magic kaito, fic: 30 friends, misc: theme comm

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