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Oneshot Thirty-Five
Corpse Honey
"Hey, Kudo?"
"Hattori, stop using my real name like that."
"Right, sorry. I was just wondering about something . . ."
"And that would be?"
"You know how a disproportionately high amount of deaths in this country happen around us?"
"Yes . . ."
"And how it's almost supernatural, like our presence just seems to make them happen?"
"Hey! Most of those were planned long before we came along! Where exactly are you going with this?"
"Well, if we do attract death a lot, what does that mean for us in the case of a zombie invasion?"
"A zombie invasion? That's ridiculous, Hattori."
"That's what I was thinking too. . ."
"No, seriously, what brought this up?"
"Eh, it's just . . ."
"Braaaaaaiiiiiiins."
Conan eyes widened incredulously at Heiji, ignoring the hairs rising on the back of his neck upon hearing the cacophonously droning mantra coming from outside the detective agency (which now shed light on exactly why, first thing after bursting in without warning, Heiji had seen fit to barricade the doors and windows).
"So there really is a zombie horde wandering around and you decided to alert me to the fact through a game of twenty questions?"
"Nah, I was just curious about what you thought. Don't you watch the news? It's been on every channel all morning."
Conan's glare was not nearly as scary as the undead throng beating and clawing at the walls around them.
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A/N: Updates should hopefully be more frequent now that I'm past a lot of things that have been happening over this month and the last one.