Author's note: I do not own Detective Conan, Magic Kaitou, or their characters. The children are all my own inventions.
Fathers and Daughters, Mothers and Sons
My Mommy, Not Yours – Kazuha and Keiji
It was a beautiful day, and the park was full of children. Kazuha Hattori was enjoying the afternoon as she watched her son play from a park bench. Her husband had offered to take their four year old daughter to the doctor's, and she hadn't lost time enjoying the afternoon with her son.
At least, she was enjoying the afternoon until one Shinta Omura showed up. He was an old college classmate of hers who refused to believe she was happy with her life as it was. Kazuha prepared herself for twenty minutes of trying to get the man to leave.
"Hello, Kazu-chan."
"Leave her alone. She's my mommy, not yours!" Keiji had decided to intervene on his mother's behalf and glared at the man with the intensity only a five year old can muster. "She doesn't like you, mister, and if you don't go away, I'll tell on you. Then you'll be in big trouble. Daddy knows kendo. Auntie Ran's a black belt, and so is Uncle Makoto. Uncle Shinichi plays soccer and kicks really hard. Plus, Uncle Kaito's a magician, and Auntie Aoko has a mop."
Kazuha had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. Apparently Mr. Omura was not used to being threatened by five year olds and had no clue what to do. And apparently, Keiji had his own version of his father's Great Evil Demon-Head of Doom™. Keiji continued, oblivious to this.
"And Uncle Takagi and Aunt Sato are police officers. So go away!"
Kazuha leaned down and wrapped and arm around Keiji's shoulders. "Yeah, what he said."
Keiji watched the man go with a sense of triumph before turning to his mom. "I sure showed him, didn't I?"
"You most certainly did. How about some ice cream as a reward?"
"YES!"