Frigid (30 Ways: Shinichi/Ran)
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Title: Frigid
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Kudo Shinichi/Mouri Ran
Theme: #24—snowfall
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan. All characters are the property of Gosho Aoyama. I simply threaten to make them watch old Barney tapes unless they obey me. Trust me, they listen.
Summary: There might be a reason why you’re not as cold as me!
“It’s COLD!” Ran muttered. She wasn’t sure if Shinichi could hear her over the wind rushing past them, her coat, her scarf, and the mitten-clad fingers held in front of her face. It was a full-blown blizzard…and they had to walk to school in the middle of it. Lovely.
Apparently, Shinichi had heard her, though, and replied, “It’s not that bad…”
“…yes, it really is,” she retorted angrily, trying to pull her coat a bit more tightly around her. The wind had to be going about a hundred miles an hour, and the falling snow was being swept up on it and blown right into their faces. Ran was actually having trouble seeing where she was going!
“I don’t get why you’re so cold,” Shinichi commented lightly. He was just as bundled up as she was, but where she was walking hunched over and had her arms wrapped around herself to try and preserve as much heat as possible, he was strolling along more or less upright—though he had agreed to carry her schoolbag for her so she could focus on huddling against the chill.
“You know, there might be a really good reason why you’re not as cold as I am,” Ran shivered and glared at him; her eyes were the only part of her face that were visible beneath her winter wear.
“What’s that?” he asked.
Ran facepalmed—wasn’t he supposed to be a master of observation and deduction or something to that effect? “Because, oh great detective,” she snapped, giving him a look as frigid as the snow blowing around them, “take a good look at my school uniform.”
He did.
And then it hit him. “…you’re wearing a skirt.”
“Bingo.”
PS. Thanks to
strawberrychan and dear old Mother Nature for this one. We just got nailed with a GINORMOUS blizzard. Like, I got a snow-day because of it…and I live in Iowa. We know how to handle snow. So when our city shuts down because of it, you know it’s a bad storm. L’anyhoodle, thanks for reading, everyone. Much love!
Cross-posted to
30_ways and 30 Ways: Shinichi and Ran.
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Kudo Shinichi/Mouri Ran
Theme: #24—snowfall
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan. All characters are the property of Gosho Aoyama. I simply threaten to make them watch old Barney tapes unless they obey me. Trust me, they listen.
Summary: There might be a reason why you’re not as cold as me!
“It’s COLD!” Ran muttered. She wasn’t sure if Shinichi could hear her over the wind rushing past them, her coat, her scarf, and the mitten-clad fingers held in front of her face. It was a full-blown blizzard…and they had to walk to school in the middle of it. Lovely.
Apparently, Shinichi had heard her, though, and replied, “It’s not that bad…”
“…yes, it really is,” she retorted angrily, trying to pull her coat a bit more tightly around her. The wind had to be going about a hundred miles an hour, and the falling snow was being swept up on it and blown right into their faces. Ran was actually having trouble seeing where she was going!
“I don’t get why you’re so cold,” Shinichi commented lightly. He was just as bundled up as she was, but where she was walking hunched over and had her arms wrapped around herself to try and preserve as much heat as possible, he was strolling along more or less upright—though he had agreed to carry her schoolbag for her so she could focus on huddling against the chill.
“You know, there might be a really good reason why you’re not as cold as I am,” Ran shivered and glared at him; her eyes were the only part of her face that were visible beneath her winter wear.
“What’s that?” he asked.
Ran facepalmed—wasn’t he supposed to be a master of observation and deduction or something to that effect? “Because, oh great detective,” she snapped, giving him a look as frigid as the snow blowing around them, “take a good look at my school uniform.”
He did.
And then it hit him. “…you’re wearing a skirt.”
“Bingo.”
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