sorry about the font guys, I don't know what happened before
Hiro
It was a cold and rainy Monday at the lab, and Honey Lemon was helping me finish my project of the month, a paint bucket that made whatever color you needed. It was going to be awesome. It was powered by my microbots, but everyone assumed it was like magic. Oh how they were wrong.
"Guys, I finished!" I exclaimed. Honey Lemon high-fived me.
Gogo walked over first. "A bucket. Hmm, genius, I think you lost your touch."
"I like buckets." Fred inserted.
"It's not just a bucket." Wasabi said, looking in. "He has those microbots in there."
I reached inside to pull one out. It pinched my finger. "Ouch." I complained.
An inflating sound alerted us. "Hello, I am Baymax. Hello Hiro. Are you alright?"
"Ship shape!" I said. "Watch this."
Baymax turned to face my friends. "Will watching this make me a better health care companion."
"Gogo, think of a color." I said, laughing at Baymax, and slipping the neurotransmitter over her head.
"The paint bucket immediately was filled with yellow paint. It was caused by a series of chemical reactions that the microbots facilitated with elements in their miniature holding cells. Honey Lemon jumped up and down, overjoyed. She hugged me tightly. "Oh Hiro, this is amazing!"
Fred laughed. "Let me turn it red."
"How about green?"
"Let me have it!" Suddenly, the now purple paint bucket was knocked over, splashing paint on the walls. It began to pulse, then it glowed.
"Whoa." I breathed.
"Mega whoa." Fred sighed. "It's like a purple pool."
I reached out to touch it, but Baymax grabbed my arms. "It is not safe.
"I created it." I shrugged him of and touched the surface. It slid through my fingers like water, but it was cold and hot at the same time. I pushed my hand further in and didn't feel the wall. I put my whole arm in. My weight was transferred into the void, and I fell through, hearing and seeing the others crash through after me.