Skulls
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"Good morning, Ran-neechan!" Conan chirped as he wandered into the front room that morning. He could hear Ran in the kitchen, but the sounds were more like she was dishing up the food than cooking. He idly dropped his backpack on the couch and went to see if she needed a hand.
Ran smiled down at him, and shooed him out of the way. Easily carrying the dishes she had, she meandered over to set them down on the table. Kogoro peeled his face off the table top and nearly took a dive right back into the rice he pulled toward himself.
"Oh!" Ran said suddenly. "You're not going to school today Conan-kun. I almost forgot."
Conan froze in confusion. It wasn't that he liked going to school with a bunch of little kids who enjoyed getting things he'd learned years ago drilled into their thick skulls, but still... "Why not?"
"You have an appointment today."
Conan frowned. "But I'm not sick!"
"It's not that kind of appointment. I'm taking you to see a psychologist."
The world screeched to a halt. Conan stood, stock still, and gaped at the girl as she brought another armful of food to the table and went back to get their drinks.
"W-what...?" Conan squeaked.
After Ran set the glasses down on the table she kneeled in front of him, worry on every portion of her face. Reaching out she pulled Conan to her in a tight hug.
"I know you're confused and upset, Conan-kun. That's why I want to take you to see her. It's really for the best."
She wanted him to see a shrink?
But.. but.. but...
Shinichi's brain had officially shut down. It was too bad it wouldn't restart soon enough for him to find an excuse.