Party Planning (30 Ways: Shinichi/Ran)
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candyficsTitle: Party Planning
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Kudo Shinichi/Mouri Ran
Theme: #3—shopping
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: Ran’s trying to get ready for a baby shower. Shinichi’s not helping.
One happy morning, Ran got a phone call from Kazuha. The young woman was jabbering excitedly—she had just learned that she and Heiji were going to have their first child together; she was almost two months pregnant. Naturally, Ran was thrilled, and lo, the girl talk did commence.
As the blessed date drew near, Ran offered to throw her friend a baby shower. They readied a guest list and the party planning got underway.
For his part, Shinichi was extremely supportive and made it clear that no, he did not mind surrendering his home to a horde of excited women for a day. He and Conan would just have to make a father-son day of it and go off to do manly things. All was well with the world.
The plan for the baby shower itself was simple: lunch at a nice restaurant (Ran was waiting on the last couple of RSVPs so she could make the reservation), and then go back to the Kudo residence for games and snacks and the usual chatter that was so commonplace at such parties. It was shaping up to be a really fun party.
A few days before the party, Ran fired out one last email to all the guests. Since Shinichi was at the police station to help with a case, she sent the email to him as well. He would probably see it when (and if) he took a break. It was more of a formality than anything else, so he would know immediately what was going to be happening in his home.
She wandered away for a few minutes to make a shopping list and help four-year-old Conan build a fort out of couch cushions in the middle of Daddy’s study—Shinichi was in for a surprise when he got home! As they were hoisting the flag (a kitchen towel tied to a meter stick), she heard the computer ping, signaling that an email had popped into her inbox. She went to look…and was mildly surprised to see that it was from Shinichi.
More surprising was the fact that the subject line read “Disappointed.” Confused, she opened and read the email.
I saw your email. The party plan sounds good. But imagine how disappointed I was when I saw the email and realized that I wasn’t the only one you’d sent this to. Love you. Shinichi.
Now completely bewildered, Ran went to look at the email she had sent out…and sat back in her chair laughing when she realized what he meant. She was torn between being mortified and being amused.
But she supposed that it served her right for not thinking before she sent her adoring (and frequently amorous) husband an email with the subject line “Lunch and a shower.”
PS. This was inspired by a joke I read in Reader’s Digest about a hundred years ago. I thought of it while taking a shower. This reinforces my notion that the smell of my shampoo makes my plunnies breed. Hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading, all! Much love!
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Kudo Shinichi/Mouri Ran
Theme: #3—shopping
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: Ran’s trying to get ready for a baby shower. Shinichi’s not helping.
One happy morning, Ran got a phone call from Kazuha. The young woman was jabbering excitedly—she had just learned that she and Heiji were going to have their first child together; she was almost two months pregnant. Naturally, Ran was thrilled, and lo, the girl talk did commence.
As the blessed date drew near, Ran offered to throw her friend a baby shower. They readied a guest list and the party planning got underway.
For his part, Shinichi was extremely supportive and made it clear that no, he did not mind surrendering his home to a horde of excited women for a day. He and Conan would just have to make a father-son day of it and go off to do manly things. All was well with the world.
The plan for the baby shower itself was simple: lunch at a nice restaurant (Ran was waiting on the last couple of RSVPs so she could make the reservation), and then go back to the Kudo residence for games and snacks and the usual chatter that was so commonplace at such parties. It was shaping up to be a really fun party.
A few days before the party, Ran fired out one last email to all the guests. Since Shinichi was at the police station to help with a case, she sent the email to him as well. He would probably see it when (and if) he took a break. It was more of a formality than anything else, so he would know immediately what was going to be happening in his home.
She wandered away for a few minutes to make a shopping list and help four-year-old Conan build a fort out of couch cushions in the middle of Daddy’s study—Shinichi was in for a surprise when he got home! As they were hoisting the flag (a kitchen towel tied to a meter stick), she heard the computer ping, signaling that an email had popped into her inbox. She went to look…and was mildly surprised to see that it was from Shinichi.
More surprising was the fact that the subject line read “Disappointed.” Confused, she opened and read the email.
I saw your email. The party plan sounds good. But imagine how disappointed I was when I saw the email and realized that I wasn’t the only one you’d sent this to. Love you. Shinichi.
Now completely bewildered, Ran went to look at the email she had sent out…and sat back in her chair laughing when she realized what he meant. She was torn between being mortified and being amused.
But she supposed that it served her right for not thinking before she sent her adoring (and frequently amorous) husband an email with the subject line “Lunch and a shower.”
PS. This was inspired by a joke I read in Reader’s Digest about a hundred years ago. I thought of it while taking a shower. This reinforces my notion that the smell of my shampoo makes my plunnies breed. Hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading, all! Much love!
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Date: 2007-11-10 11:42 am (UTC)(Shinichi, that perv :p)
Keep up the EXCELLENT work :D
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Date: 2007-11-11 02:49 am (UTC)I really loved it!
Date: 2007-11-10 12:14 pm (UTC)Re: I really loved it!
Date: 2007-11-11 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-11 01:01 am (UTC)The whole tone of this ficlit is hilarious. Such a light-hearted, tongue-in-cheek way of narrating. :) And I love "Lo, the girl talk did commence."
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Date: 2007-11-11 02:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-30 02:54 pm (UTC)Lurvvvvs~!
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