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"Ayumi-chan?" Conan leaned away from the small girl who was standing up on her tip-toes to peer at the top of his head. "Is something wrong, Ayumi-chan?"
"Your hair..." She pointed to the ever-present cowlick on the top of his head that refused to lie flat like the rest of his hair. "Why does it do that?"
"Eehhh?" Genta and Mitsuhiko leaned over to peer at it as well. Conan looked at them nervously but said nothing.
"That is pretty weird." Mitsuhiko commented, nodding. "I can't think of anyone else's hair that does that."
"Shin'ichi-niichan's does." Ayumi mused. "The one time we saw him, remember?"
"Oooh." The other two boys nodded as Conan began to sweat nervously.
"Maybe it does something?" Genta exclaimed. "You know, like an antenna?"
"An antenna for what?" Mitsuhiko scoffed.
"Finding trouble!" Ayumi cheered "Something always happens when we go out with Conan-kun!"
"Sou-sou! Ayumi-chan's right!" Genta and Mitsuhiko nodded eagerly. "Someone dies, or there's a robbery, or someone gets kidnapped, or some sort of mystery!"
They paused, pondering this.
"That's not a good thing." Mitsuhiko informed Conan seriously. "It's like you're cursed or something."
Conan sweatdropped. "Oi, oi..." It wasn't like he did it on PURPOSE or anything.
"Maybe it's the sign that he's cursed?" Genta offered. "Shin'ichi-niichan has the same problem, maybe we should avoid people with things on the backs of their head like that."
"But if we do that, then we won't be able to do anything exciting anymore." Mitsuhiko shook his head.
"Oh, yeah..." The large boy nodded, then grinned and slapped Conan on the back, causing him to rock forward. "Guess we'll keep you around then!"
Conan stumbled forward a few steps, laughing nervously. Just who was keeping who around anyway?
"Maybe it's to help him keep his balance." Ayumi mused as he straighten up. "You know, like a counter weight?"
"Or a sail on a boat!" Genta cheered. He too a deep breath then leaned forward and blew on the triangle of hair like he was blowing out candles on a birthday cake, seeing if he could propel the small boy forward that way. Conan covered his head with his hands and glared at him.
"I don't think that's going to work." Mitsuhiko shook his head.
"Aww..." Genta wilted.
Ai chuckled, moving up to join their little discussion as Conan uncovered his head. "I know what's it's for." She volunteered, a small secretive smile forming.
"You do?!" Mitsuhiko and Ayumi exclaimed. "What is it? Tell us!"
Ai smirked, then reached out to flick the errant hair with a finger. He twitched, rubbing the back of his head. "It's to annoy him with." She stated matter of factly.
"Ohhh!" The three kids lit up like lightbulbs.
"I wanna try it!" Ayumi cheered, bouncing up to swat the cowlick. Mitsuhiko laughed and did the same, followed by the much heavier hand of Genta.
"Oi!" Conan covered his head back up, ducking down to avoid their questing hands. "That's not why its there!"
"Then what is it for?" Ayumi asked, her innocent eyes puzzled.
"Its... its... " He stumbled for an explanation. "It's time for a haircut, is what it is!" He exclaimed, quickly scampering off.
-fin-
Actually we have another theory on that triangle thingie on the top of his head.
*Walks over to Conan and picks him up*
*Grabs the triangle thingie and quickly turns it.*
*Sets Conan down.*
*Conan staggers off, moving mechanically*
-It's like one of those keys to a wind-up toy. ^_^ Just wind him up, set him down and point him in the direction of the nearest mystery!
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"Ayumi-chan?" Conan leaned away from the small girl who was standing up on her tip-toes to peer at the top of his head. "Is something wrong, Ayumi-chan?"
"Your hair..." She pointed to the ever-present cowlick on the top of his head that refused to lie flat like the rest of his hair. "Why does it do that?"
"Eehhh?" Genta and Mitsuhiko leaned over to peer at it as well. Conan looked at them nervously but said nothing.
"That is pretty weird." Mitsuhiko commented, nodding. "I can't think of anyone else's hair that does that."
"Shin'ichi-niichan's does." Ayumi mused. "The one time we saw him, remember?"
"Oooh." The other two boys nodded as Conan began to sweat nervously.
"Maybe it does something?" Genta exclaimed. "You know, like an antenna?"
"An antenna for what?" Mitsuhiko scoffed.
"Finding trouble!" Ayumi cheered "Something always happens when we go out with Conan-kun!"
"Sou-sou! Ayumi-chan's right!" Genta and Mitsuhiko nodded eagerly. "Someone dies, or there's a robbery, or someone gets kidnapped, or some sort of mystery!"
They paused, pondering this.
"That's not a good thing." Mitsuhiko informed Conan seriously. "It's like you're cursed or something."
Conan sweatdropped. "Oi, oi..." It wasn't like he did it on PURPOSE or anything.
"Maybe it's the sign that he's cursed?" Genta offered. "Shin'ichi-niichan has the same problem, maybe we should avoid people with things on the backs of their head like that."
"But if we do that, then we won't be able to do anything exciting anymore." Mitsuhiko shook his head.
"Oh, yeah..." The large boy nodded, then grinned and slapped Conan on the back, causing him to rock forward. "Guess we'll keep you around then!"
Conan stumbled forward a few steps, laughing nervously. Just who was keeping who around anyway?
"Maybe it's to help him keep his balance." Ayumi mused as he straighten up. "You know, like a counter weight?"
"Or a sail on a boat!" Genta cheered. He too a deep breath then leaned forward and blew on the triangle of hair like he was blowing out candles on a birthday cake, seeing if he could propel the small boy forward that way. Conan covered his head with his hands and glared at him.
"I don't think that's going to work." Mitsuhiko shook his head.
"Aww..." Genta wilted.
Ai chuckled, moving up to join their little discussion as Conan uncovered his head. "I know what's it's for." She volunteered, a small secretive smile forming.
"You do?!" Mitsuhiko and Ayumi exclaimed. "What is it? Tell us!"
Ai smirked, then reached out to flick the errant hair with a finger. He twitched, rubbing the back of his head. "It's to annoy him with." She stated matter of factly.
"Ohhh!" The three kids lit up like lightbulbs.
"I wanna try it!" Ayumi cheered, bouncing up to swat the cowlick. Mitsuhiko laughed and did the same, followed by the much heavier hand of Genta.
"Oi!" Conan covered his head back up, ducking down to avoid their questing hands. "That's not why its there!"
"Then what is it for?" Ayumi asked, her innocent eyes puzzled.
"Its... its... " He stumbled for an explanation. "It's time for a haircut, is what it is!" He exclaimed, quickly scampering off.
-fin-
Actually we have another theory on that triangle thingie on the top of his head.
*Walks over to Conan and picks him up*
*Grabs the triangle thingie and quickly turns it.*
*Sets Conan down.*
*Conan staggers off, moving mechanically*
-It's like one of those keys to a wind-up toy. ^_^ Just wind him up, set him down and point him in the direction of the nearest mystery!