Slip

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"Hey 'Neechan!" A cheerful voice said, and Conan groaned from where he was, currently, laying face down on the couch with one of his kiddy magazines over the back of his head.

The edges of his glasses, and the nose piece, pressed into his face. It kind of hurt, actually. Ow.

He was never going to hear the end of this. Stupid Hattori. Stupid him. Stupid Kid. Conan made a weird, muffled 'urghle' sound into the cushion his face was mashed against.

"Hattori-kun! What are you doing here?"

"I'm in town for the Kid heist. Thought I'd give it a whirl." Hattori said glibly. "So... Where's the kid?"

Oh yes, Hattori. Real smooth. Might as well tell her I called you while you're at it! Conan thought snidely. He could just imagine the suspicious look Ran was giving the Osakan. Idiot. And, hey, we could even tell her I'm Kudou Shinichi. That'll make my day!

"Conan-kun!"

Giving another faint gurgle Conan heaved himself up, and tossed the magazine aside before trotting toward Ran with a cheerful, "Yes, Ran-neechan?"

"Hattori-kun's here to visit."

He could see that. He hated it when people acted like little kid's were blind!

Grinning up at Heiji he put on his best cheerful little boy routine, "Heiji-niichan! What are you doing here? Did you hear about the Kid heist? I really wanted to go, but Ran-neechan says I can't because no one can take me."

Pull out the pout, just a shift of his expression. Ran was starting to soften, he could see it. Score one for little kid charms! And, damn it, Heiji was totally laughing at him. Conan made a mental note to kick him in the shin next chance he got.

Ran looked to Heiji, eyes imploring, "If you could maybe...?"

Heiji lifted his hands, palms outward and grinned easily, "Of course I'll take'em. No problem!" Noticing the slight worry causing her eyes to narrow, Heiji went on. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him. Nothing will happen under my watch. Promise."

It took everything Conan had not to laugh in Heiji's face. Right there.

"C'mon, kid. I wanna go see what's goin' on so far." Then, glancing at Ran he asked, "That's fine, right?"

Ran gave them both a helpless smile and waved her hand in a shooing motion, "Yeah, yeah, go have fun."

A few moments later, as they walked down the sidewalk Heiji asked, "So, why d'you wanna go to this Kid heist so bad anyway?"

"I'm going to seduce Kid." And, just like that, one slip of the tongue ruined it all. Immediately Conan flushed a fiery shade of red and stopped in his tracks.

Heiji kept walking a few paces forward, and smacked face first into the nearest pole. Conan might have found his reeling funny as he toppled backwards and almost ended up in the road, (Conan probably would have laughed if he'd gotten run over by this point.) if he hadn't been trying to swallow his own tongue.

"WHAT?!" Heiji bellowed. He'd apparently found his voice. Conan winced.

"NOT LIKE THAT!" The little boy hollered right back, arms flailing. "Oh, for... I'M ONLY SIX, HATTORI!"

People were staring. Neither of them really seemed to notice.