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The night had finally arrived, and Conan was right where he wanted to be. Sort of. Almost. Well, he was getting there.
It took every ounce of self control Conan had to keep from elbowing, kicking, and shoving his way through the forest of legs around him.
It didn't help that he kept getting nearly stepped on. He hated being short, he really did.
The sun was just starting to go down, and the crowd was positively frenetic. The turn out just got better and better every heist it seemed, and the whole thing was making Conan feel strangely petulant in a way that made him want to toss himself off a bridge.
"Hattori!"
Ahead of him Heiji's legs stopped moving and he wound his way between the other pairs of legs until he reached the Detective of the West's side.
Glaring up at him he grinned and said in a cheerful child like voice, "If you don't slow down and wait for me Heiji-niichan I might just have to kneecap you. With my shoes."
A few people who'd heard this decided it was prudent to edge away from the strange, strange little boy and his babysitter. Heiji coughed nervously.
The two of them continued to push toward the line of task force officers between the building proper, a large museum that mostly displayed a privately owned collection, and the crowd when Heiji muttered, "Can ya explain this whole thing t'me again? I still don't think I understand."
"What?"
"I said..."
"Look, Hattori, I can't see anything down here let alone hear!"
It was like standing next to a TV at full volume and being expected to hear what someone was saying in the next room. Not happening. Conan was so going to Soccer Ball Kid in his annoying face for this. Stupid fans.
While the shrunken detective was busy contemplating the joys of Anger Management via Thief Heiji reached down, grabbed him under the arms, and lifted him onto his shoulders.
Conan was momentarily so shocked by these liberties taken with his person that he didn't even manage an outraged squawk.
"You're so dead later, Hattori," he cheered in that chipper little boy voice. Heiji shuddered.
Well, at least he could see what was going on around him from this height.