http://always1truth.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] always1truth.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor2011-01-01 06:02 am

Edogawa Conan - Case 037 [In Person - sorta]

[waking up to a burning- itching sensation on his stomach was not really how Conan wanted to start his day- he scratches angrily at the itchy patch of skin and rolls over to check the clock- 4:56 -yeah he'll be rolling over to get back to bed. It's far too early.]

[...]

[But the itching it back and this time on his arm- did he get attacked by mosquitoes or something in his sleep? Conan just angrily rolls over and now it's on his back and neck- and back at the stomach. What is the deal!?]

[More then a little annoyed he rolls out of bed and clicks his watch on to get a look at his arms. Little dots are all over his right arm- and left- and they're on his stomach. What the Hell? He thought the Author's plots started on Mondays not Saturday. He scratches some at his neck and goes to click the light on to get a better look at his condition. Red dots. Red dots that are pretty much all over him.]

AAAAAAH!

[His very elegant expression can be heard probably all down the hall]


((Conan gets to start his new year off with chicken pox! :D feel free to hear his scream/ be worried/ make fun of him))

[identity profile] always-strength.livejournal.com 2011-01-01 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Heard his scream? Check.

Worried? Check.

Ran's not going to bother knocking.]

Conan-kun?

[identity profile] always-strength.livejournal.com 2011-01-01 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
...

[Ran's coming over to have a closer look.] Have you been playing in poison ivy, Conan-kun? No ... you'd never find any under all that snow. Hop out of bed.

[identity profile] always-strength.livejournal.com 2011-01-01 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ran scans the empty sheets quickly, frowning.] They look clean, so it's not bed-mites ...

[Ducking down, she puts her hand on Conan's forehead.] How do you feel, Conan-kun?

[identity profile] radical-edward0.livejournal.com 2011-01-02 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[The door creeaaaaks open and Ed peers in]

[identity profile] radical-edward0.livejournal.com 2011-01-02 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[The door does not close, but opens a little more]

Why not?

[identity profile] radical-edward0.livejournal.com 2011-01-03 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Contagious?

[Ed grins like a mad scientist]

Has he contracted something...dangerous? Like a spooooky alien virus?

[She creeps in]

[identity profile] shotofsherry.livejournal.com 2011-01-02 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ And of course coming back from staying up all night in the chemistry lab means she had no idea her room-mate was in utter itchy hell. So as she opens the door during one of his fits of agony she nearly drops not only her blackberry but the notebooks she had gathered up in her arms. ]

What the--?

[identity profile] nofishplz.livejournal.com 2011-01-02 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Kaito of course had to peak in when he heard the noise. He peeks in through the door.]

Conan? Oi, what's up with you?

[identity profile] nofishplz.livejournal.com 2011-01-02 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Of course Kaito comes in anyway, because he's contrary like that, and curious.]

That sure didn't sound like nothing... [He pauses, and tilts his head a bit]

What happened to you? [That... looked almost like it could be chicken pox or something, but wouldn't he have already gotten those the first time, or gotten the shots for it? Of course it could just be a rash or something.]
Edited 2011-01-02 08:53 (UTC)

[identity profile] nofishplz.livejournal.com 2011-01-03 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Unphased, Kaito walks over and places a hand on Conan's forehead. He certainly felt warm.]

Looks like chicken pox... Jeez, didn't you get the shot for that or something when you were really that short? [There might be a small note of concern in his voice though.]
Edited 2011-01-03 06:36 (UTC)

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[identity profile] lightbewithyou.livejournal.com 2011-01-03 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
[He'd been exploring the manor when the scream got his attention - he stops just short of actually bursting in, listening, and then -]

Are you alright in there? [There's about five seconds for some kind of answer before there's the assumption there's something Wrong.]

[identity profile] lightbewithyou.livejournal.com 2011-01-03 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
[....You don't sound very convincing.]

You don't really sound fine - are you sure that's all?

[identity profile] lightbewithyou.livejournal.com 2011-01-03 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
...................... [He knows that tone of voice - he's tried to use it and it never worked for him, either.]

[The door clicks open; he's really half expecting to walk in on something ridiculous like a failed attempt at "fixing" something.] I'm not going to get you in trouble, - [Blink.]

You're sick?