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[Detective Conan] A Bit of Trouble
Title: A Bit of Trouble.
Fandom: Detective Conan-Cased Closed
Rating: G
Words: 557
Character(s): The Detective Boys, Ran
Disclaimer: I only own lint and one very confused goldfish. Don’t sue.
Summary: Ai-kun turned her head to look at Ran. “I…blame myself,” she said….
For the Community 15_minute_fic. See below the cut for which prompt I'm using. XD

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Prompt: Word #14: Hassle
She was reading a book under a tree. The sun dappled the grass with shadow and petals of golden light, shining down through the leaves above her.

It wasn’t everyday that she was able to just sit and relax, let alone read a book.

The heat wasn’t stifling, and instead, rippled pleasantly when the wind blew, making her hair flutter into her eyes. She would brush the offending strands away idly, not entirely bothered by them.

Ran sighed happily and took a moment to just breathe. The air was so clear during the spring – a time for cleansing and revival, she believed.

“Ran-neechan!” shouted a breathless Ayumi. Ran shook herself out of her pleasant daze and focused.

“Ayumi-chan?” she queried, her mind sharpening when she realized that the young girl sounded tense and frightened. “What’s wrong?”

Ayumi bent over and took one big gulp of air. “Conan’s stuck!” she blurted out.

Ran paused. “Where?” she asked simply, a serious expression on her face. Inside, she was trying not to marvel at the idea of Conan getting stuck anywhere. He never got into any physical trouble; the boy was usually more careful. Of course, the word ‘Usually’ meant ‘Whenever there wasn’t a dead body in the vicinity.’

The little girl gestured frantically and started off at a brisk jog toward the artificial forest made for the park. Ran followed.

Soon enough, the two girls found the rest of the Detective Boys, and almost immediately, Ran stifled a giggle. The situation was just too amusing, and she internally berated herself for even thinking about laughing.

Conan had a very exasperated expression on his face, and it would’ve looked cool if he hadn’t been blushing as red as a tomato. “Ran-neechan?” he whispered as quietly as he could, trying to hide the fact that he was mortified.

Ai-kun turned her head to look at Ran. “I…blame myself,” she said, the corners of her small lips twitching upward. “Ayumi-chan and I both thought we heard strange noises from the bushes, and Conan volunteered to look. Mitsuhiko and Genta-kun wouldn’t budge.” Both of the small girls shot the remaining boys looks of disappointment.

The aforementioned boys winced and twiddled their thumbs in child-like shame.

Ran shook her head, trying to think about how to handle the situation. “Conan-kun?” she called to him softly. “Do not move. I’ll try to get some help. And a stick. Or –pfft – something,” she said.

Conan was too sharp to miss the almost laughter. “This isn’t funny, Ran-neechan,” he insisted, pouting adorably.

“Of course not, Conan-kun,” she assured him, even though that was a blatant lie. In view of her amusement, the other kids started snickering as well. Excluding Ai…who never snickered.

The small kittens had continued to smother Conan, even after she returned with a pet control officer. They refused to move, claws happily entwined with the boy’s clothes.

Extracting the poor kid took several bowls of cream, a funny looking duster toy thing that Ran waved around, a box, and a net.

The officers were a little baffled. There was no real reason for the cats to have swarmed all over Conan. Ai commented that it must be his animal magnetism.

Ran was facing the officer at the time, but she swore she heard a shoe being thrown at someone’s head.