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I had to wake Co up in his crib this morning. He was tossing and turning and crying out. When I woke him up, he sat straight up and just stared at me, like he didn't know me. It really, really spooked me for a minute. Then his eyes went back to normal and he held out his arms.

I picked him up and snuggled him and he cried into my shoulder for a few minutes. Then he pulled away and said a name: "Jimmy Kudo." That's all he said.

Sometimes, Rene really, really wondered why she was being punished so much. She also wondered why she had to be the responsible child. "How far is it into town?" She asked, readjusting her place on the Cow. Conan frowned.

"Ten minutes in a car." He replied. Rene rolled her eyes; that ment it'd be at least an hour on a cow.

It all started when Jeane wasn't pleased about Bob's choice in dinner: Veggie soup. To put it simply, Veggie soup is Jeane's favorate food over anything else. But today it didn't even make her crack a smile. She just started grumbling about a bath.

About ten minutes into said bath, Lilac burst into the house holding a pink haired chibi Bot'ny kid. She streaked into the bathroom a moment later, leading to many shrieks from Jeane. The rest of the house seemed to follow Lilac into the bathroom.

"I'm NAKED!" Jeane was screaming, hands covering her breasts. Lilac held out the pink haired girl.

"Look! Pink Carnation! Isn't she adorable?"

"I'm NAKED! Get OUT!" Jeane screamed, sinking lower into the bubble bath. Bob grabbed Lilac's arm and hauled her out, muttering about imploding insides.

"Why is she so grouchy?" Conan asked. Bob sighed.

"Jeane's never been a valentines day person. She never got presents before this year, and the presents she did get were from that crazy demon guy." Bob scowled slightly. "She's just been burned before. Makes her sad." He went back to the veggie soup.

Conan thought about this for a minute. Jeane wanted Valentines? If it would improve her mood, Conan was willing to try. But, where would he get a valentine? Town was the obvious answer, but he couldn't exactly get there himself. He found Rene and Draco and explained it to them. It was Draco, oddly, who thought of an idea on how to get to town.

"Nebor's caws." He said. Conan and Rene stared at him. "We riad nebor's caws." Conan's jaw dropped slightly; that wasn't a bad idea!

"But we need money..." Rene started. Draco smiled again.

"I kno whar Bob keps stach." He said, padding away. Several minutes later he came back with several bills in his hand, looking smug.

"Okay. Put on your human suit, Draco." The dragon climbed the stairs and put on his 'human suit'. When he returned, the three went outside, Rene somewhat sourly.

"I'm only going with you because I know you'll get into trouble." Rene said, shrugging on her coat and pulling a hat onto her head. Draco had added a kerchief, dust mask, and sunglasses to make himself look less Dragony.

Getting on the cow was the easy party. Getting said cow to move was a somewhat more difficult problem. It wouldn't move untill Draco flame fingered it, and then it moved a lot faster than you would think a cow would. Rene held onto the cow's horns, using them as a steering handle. Conan held onto her, and Draco held onto him, every now and then giving the cow a flame finger.

"Watch the Cow." Conan told Rene as he and Draco climbed down. "We'll get her something nice."

Draco was somewhat amazed once they got inside the store. After all, Jeane had never brought him into a grocery before. Conan pointed to the flowers. "Pick her out something pretty." Draco nodded and went over. Conan walked up to the counter and smiled at the lady. "Hi." He said.

"Hi there, little guy." The woman leaned over and smiled at him. "What can I get you?"

"Umm... It's valentines day. Me an' my brother wanna get mommy something pretty and yummy. He's getting the pretty, I'm getting the yummy." A sudden thought struck Conan. "Umm... Could you tell me how many monies I have?" He passed the bills up to the woman, who counted them.

"You have forty dollars." She said, handing him back the money.

"Is that enough for something nice?" He asked anxiously. The woman laughed.

"Oh, yes. More than enough." Draco came back and handed him a medium sized boquet of red roses. Conan passed them up on the counter before studying the candy displayed in front of the counter.

"Hey." The woman said. Conan looked up at her. "Who's your mommy? Isn't she around?"

"Mommy's name is Jeane." Conan said. "My big sister took us up here to get her nice things." The woman frowned.

"Jeane Clark? That girl that lives out past the end of town?" Her eyes were calculating. "I didn't know she was back in town, let alone know she had three kids."

"We're all adopted." Conan chirped. The woman's eyebrows lifted. "She got me as a baby, she said. Drake is from Russia. He doesn't speak english." 'Drake' waved at the woman.

"Wow, I would never had guessed that little Jeane would have adopted children." The woman smiled before putting a gold box beside the flowers. "These were allways her favorate chocolates back in school. Tell her Britt said 'Hi', will you?"

"Okay." Conan handed her the bills, and she handed him back different ones and some coins. The money was given to Draco, who had pockets. Britt put the flowers and chocolates into a sack and handed it to Draco. They waved at her and went outside.

"Brofer fwom Wussia?" Draco asked.

"I'll never call you my brother again, okay?"

"I like brofer."

Rene helped them both up onto the cow, and they set off to home. Or, they would have went home, but they only got halfway there. A purple Beretta, the paint coming off the front end, screeched to a stop by them. Jeane was glaring and twitching at them.

"You. In car. NOW!" She screamed.

"But, what about the cow?" Conan asked. Jeane twitched again, face morphing into a snarl. Draco took quickly took the roses out of the sack and pushed them into her face.

"Happy Vawentes, Mommy." Draco smiled, ducking his head. Jeane took the flowers, a look on her face. She opened the door and they climbed in. They attatched the Cow to the Car with a rope and drove home slow. Jeane was quiet the whole way home.

"You..." Jeane swallowed deeply. "You called me Mommy, Draco."

"We were worried about you, Mom." Conan said. Jeane smiled at him in her rear view mirror.

"We got you candy, too. So your 'a** can get a mile wide.'" Rene added. Jeane's smile disapeared and she got a 'look' on her face.

"That was funny, hon. Just never say it again, okay?"

Yesterday, Conan met two more children from the HQ, a little boy and a girl named Usagi. Conan got kinda freaked out when the little boy proclaimed that he 'Liked boys'. Oh, you can bet that I got asked what he ment by that.

"It means that you'll ask me that when you get older, yo." I told him. He frowned and sulked. He can be so cute when he sulks.

"My turn!" Conan cried, grabbing the remote control away from Draco. "Your TV hour is up!" He crowed, switching the TV from Cartoon Network to PBS. Draco hissed slightly, and hissed louder when Jeane came down with a squaling Mignon.

"Roud." He snarled, pulling a pillow to each ear. Conan rolled his eyes and flipped the TV louder as he sunk into the armchair.

The program started: A classical opera. Draco groaned and started to bang his head into the coffee table. Not that Conan liked opera any more than Draco did, but he did prefer PBS to anything else on TV.

When the female voice started the Opera, Mignon jumped in surprise before staring at the TV. Jeane smiled and leaned back into the sofa, eyes closing.

"I love opera." She murmured. Conan rolled his eyes before laying his head on the armrest of the couch. Draco, muchly annoyed by the woman's voice, went upstairs to play, or eat Conan's kitty. It was hard to tell with him.

As the Opera went on, there was one noise that was missing from the picture. Mignon was not screaming. She was staring at the TV, mouth and eyes opened wide. Jeane was nearly asleep when Mignon started to shriek like the lady on TV. Jeane jumped up, cradling the girl. Mignon continued to scream-sing, and Jeane put her on the ground.

Conan shook his head. Jeane called him weird?

There are times when I really worry what Conan's going to be like when he hits his teen years. Those are the times that I want to cuddle him the most, though.

So, after the little incident with Conan and the Sissors, we went back up to the Center later. But when we got there, Conan realized that Kiri and Miri weren't exactly his size anymore, both were children. This depressed him.

"Now I'm ugly and short!" He wailed to me after we got home. Cue me scooping him up and hugging him.

"Oh, my dearest Lulu-baby, you'll never be ugly." I gave him a peck on the cheek, and he looked somewhat appeased. "Mark my words, when you catch up with those girls, you'll be the most handsome kid at the Center."

"I don't look silly?" I chuckled and hugged him again.

"Of course not." I said. There was a screech behind me. Mignon, sitting in her high-chair and eating peaches, was screaming and waving the spoon at me.

"Wie! Wie!" She howled. I blanched, and Conan scowled.

"Lie?" He glared at me. I laughed a bit.

"Okay, you do look a little bit funny with your short hair. But it'll grow out, and you'll be Soooo hansome!"

Mignon stayed quiet at this. I think she agrees.

"Co?" I asked. He looked up from his book. "Let's go outside and take a walk.

"Mmkay." He gave me an odd look and scooted off the couch. We both put on boots and coats, and headed out. I grabbed his hand, squeezing it.

"Conan, you remember how, when you were a baby, you were the only one here?"

"Not really."

"Well, it was a long time ago. But the babies kept appearing, one by one. Now we've got six." I paused. "And in november, we'll have another."

"Why so long?" He asked. "Is it being summoned from a pendant?"

"No, baby." I picked him up and gave him a squeeze. "Baby will come from my tummy. Only very special babies come from pendants." Conan gave me a look.

"I thought you liked babies?" He accused.

"I do, sweetie."

"Then why'd you eat the baby?"

Conan's been pissy at me latley, since I called him Lulu in front of Solo. It's so cute, really it is. But he trapped a leprecahn in a trap, and the leprecahn was even more pissy that Conan is now.

But, this is my last entry in Conan's journal. As of tonight, I hand over the pen to Conan. He seemed surprised that I wrote so much about him.