About the Universe: A Big Hero 6 Fanfiction
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That aside, hi. My name is ihaveatheory, or Thea (that is not my real name), and I am a humble story plot farmer who finally decided to harvest. As a warning, this first chapter will be kind of short, but it will set the story. Now, on with the story!
"Hiro, I need your help with the cafe again!"
Hiro groaned, looking at the ceiling from his spot at the desk in his garage-turned-lab. The fourteen-year-old had been working on his robotics project for semester finals before his aunt, Cass Hamada, called him to help in Cass' restaurant, called the Lucky Cat Cafe. Hiro's project gave a high-pitched whine, and he shut it off immediately, not wanting a repeat of what happened the first time he had heard the tea kettle-like whine. Hiro ran a hand through his fluffy, jet black hair, cringing at the memory.
For his first semester at the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology, his new robotics professor, Professor Takachiho, had assigned each of his students a broken piece of technology. The students then had to figure out what was wrong with it, fix it, and document the entire process. For some reason, (he blamed his own stupidity) Hiro could, not for the life of him, figure out what exactly was wrong with the stupid piece of trash technology. The first time Hiro had activated the broken piece, he left it on for too long, and also ignored the high-pitched whine. Which, when Hiro thought on it, was a very idiotic move, but the past can't be helped. When the whining stopped, Hiro was relieved, but as soon as he touched the piece with his bare hands, another idiotic move on his part, Hiro got an electric shock. The electricity wasn't enough to send him to the hospital, but the shock was enough to make Hiro's hair puff up considerably. Hiro was quick to get rid of his poofy hair, but a certain caretaker told him that continuing to work on his project would bring him even more distress, and distress may lead to irrational behavior. So, because of Baymax, Hiro was unable to work on his project for the rest of the day.
"Hiro!"
Said teenage boy snapped out of his thoughts.
"Coming!"
'Twas midnight in the city of San Fransokyo.
A girl with limitless power ghosted above the dark streets of San Fransokyo, walking on air while invisible at the same time. Soft instrumental music played through her earbuds, feeding her mind and emotions. She walked and walked, the instrumental brightening the girl's mood as she went her way. The Lucky Cat Cafe, with windows dark and the upstairs occupants sleeping, came into view, and the thirteen-year-old girl looked to the average apartment building across the street. With a snap of her fingers, an extra floor was added, the building's structure was strengthened to hold the extra weight, and the paperwork for the full purchase of the living space was added to the landlady's tenant files. Though, technically, the landlady did not own the top floor of the building, the girl who created it did, and the paperwork proved it.
The name on the paperwork:
Hiromi Ootori.