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Oneshot Twenty-Nine
Eat Your Veggies
"Um, Ran-neechan?"
Ran turned to Conan, who made himself as small as possible underneath her glare.
"I think there's something different about you."
Snorting, the teenage girl turned away from her charge, redirecting her attention to the horrified criminal quivering against a wall, his bloodstained knife on the floor where it dropped to from his shaking hands.
"Ran, SMASH!" she bellowed, slamming a humongous fist at the poor soul that had invoked Ran's wrath.
"Y'know, I think there's somethin' different 'bout Neechan," Heiji commented to Conan as he came upon the scene, digging his feet into the cracked concrete floor as one of Ran's blows shook the warehouse wherein they stood.
"No, really?" Despite the situation, Conan couldn't help the sarcasm.
"Yeah, really – her skin looks green. Has she been eatin' a lot a' broccoli, lately?"
Conan facepalmed and Ran continued her rampage.
A/N: I'm sorry, I dunno what this is even. I just had a sudden image of Ran going Hulk and then this happened. It was a good distraction for a few minutes, but now I'm in pain again. I promise you'll get better installments soon. Or eventually; it all depends on how busy I am (read: very).