Going Through the Motions - A Second Time
"Ow..." He winced at the uncomfortable feeling and put a hand to his mouth, his tongue going over his lower front teeth. It was really not fair. He had to go through this a second time? He hadn't even considered it before, but now he thought about it, it was pretty straightforward. He was a six-year-old brat, after all. And six-year-olds, well, they began to lose their baby teeth.
Fantastic...
He sighed, turned away from the mirror he'd been standing in front of, dropping down on a chair, suddenly feeling drained. This was so not funny. Yet, he couldn't help the laugh at the absurdity of it all. What a farce.
His laughter, it sounded a bit dry.
What should he do now? No way that anyone could find out. He could already picture Ran's face, full of tender sympathy. 'Losing your baby teeth, Conan-kun? What a big boy you're becoming! Growing so fast! Listen, if you put the teeth you lost under your pillow, the tooth fairy will maybe visit you.'
He groaned, feeling the familiar headache coming up behind his eyes, and leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes.
No way in hell he would let that happen.
However, he had seen it before; that tender—motherly expression on her delicate face when she looked at him. He really, really didn't like that. She was his best friend—his girlfriend. Not his mother. But brooding about it would not get him anywhere, in the face of it all, this was nothing to complain about, perhaps he should ask Haibara, they were both stuck in the bodies of their younger selves, after all.
Both of them losing their baby teeth for a second time around. He made a face.
Heh.
What a pair they made.
