Fandom: Detective Conan
Publish Date: 9/24/2005 through 12/24/2006 (in Short Stack Stories)
Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan. But I do have homemade hand-puppets for each character...that's normal, right?
“…I keep seeing weird things,” Ran said hesitantly.
“Tell me all about it.”
“Well…” she paused. “I look at Conan, and…I see Shinichi. I hear Shinichi’s voice. And then it kind of…fades into Conan. I mean, I know he’s Conan, not Shinichi. Shinichi’s missing. Stupid boy…I’m gonna beat the living hell out of him when he gets back.” She stopped. “But the point is that Conan always is turning into Shinichi and back before my eyes, and…”
She sat bolt upright. “Why are you looking at me like that? Don’t look at me. Don’t look at me…” She dropped to the floor and curled up into the fetal position, wailing, “So many eyes…the walls have ears…put my earmuffs on the cookie…put the earmuffs on the cookie, dammit!”
Outside the door to the psychiatric ward, Conan (aka Shinichi) shook his head sadly.
Who would have thought that he would literally drive her crazy?