I write D.C. stories, not C.C. Feel free to read anyway, it is fun.
April 1st
Heiji looked right, then left. His face broke into a wide, mischievous grin. He moved over to futon on the floor. Quickly he shoved something under the pillow.
Nearly jumping out of his house slippers when he heard a "Heiji! Are you done using the bathroom? We need to go!" he took a deep breath and yelled back, "Be there in a sec!"
Heiji paused a moment to wipe the smile off his face and walked out of the room with a pleased walk. 'I love this day!' he thought happily.
That night, after spending the day with Heiji, Kazuha, and Ran, Conan climbed into the futon that was in the room he shared with Kogoro.
He took off his glasses and placed them underneath the desk so Kogoro couldn't step on them.
Conan flopped back, his head hitting the pillow hard. A loud 'WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE' sound caused Conan and the sleeping Kogoro to bolt up in their respective sleeping places.
"Boy, what'd you do that for? I just fell asleep!" snapped Kogoro, moving his fist to bop Conan on the head.
Dodging, Conan said, "It wasn't me!"
He reached under his pillow and pulled out a whoopee cushion. Conan exchanged an look with Kogoro. "It was Hat-Heiji-niisan. He apparently loves April first. Stupid American tradition."
Growling, Kogoro rolled over to get comfortable again. He muttered, "Loves April first, does he? I'll show him 'love' the next time he dares to come over."
In Osaka, Heiji was snickering as he walked to his room to do some late-night reading.
His mother, who was entering her own room, asked, "What is funny?"
"Nothin', mom. Just like April first."
I swear I didn't plan to write anything for a while after finishing ATftBtT but I started to get ideas. --,
Detective Conan is the property of Gosho Aoyama.
Posted: 9-13-04