i just want a simple fanfic about tadashi surviving the fire so i'm making one lol
"Yay, Hiro!"
Aunt Cass, Tadashi, Hiro and the gang all emerged from the showcase building victorious, buzzing around Hiro in awe. He had done it, he had really given up on the ridiculous bot fights to go to school and Tadashi was trying his best to contain his excitement. He knew without a doubt that Hiro would sweep everyone off their feet with his presentation but watching it unfold before his eyes was invigorating to say the least. He ruffled Hiro's hair with a chuckle as each person chipped in their own comment about how happy they were for him.
"Alright, geniuses," Cass said with a grin. "Let's feed those hungry brains. Back to the cafe! Dinner is on me!"
"Yes!" Fred rejoiced, pumping a fist in the air. "Nothing is better than free food!"
"Hey, Aunt Cass?" Tadashi piped in, causing Hiro to raise a brow. "We'll, uh...we'll catch up, okay?"
"Sure! Ah, I'm so proud of you!" Cass grabbed them both and squeezed them tight. "Both of you!"
"Thanks, Aunt Cass," the brothers said with nervous laughs before Tadashi nudged Hiro to follow him.
Tadashi wandered to his favorite spot on campus: the bridge. The view was breathtaking, and he often walked there to think and unwind. He hoped Hiro would appreciate the spot just as much when he would be attending classes with him, the thought of it bringing a comforting smile to his face.
"I know what you're gonna say," Hiro said with a sigh before attempting his best impersonation of Tadashi. "I should be proud of myself 'cause I'm finally using my gift for something important."
"No, no," Tadashi shrugged. brushing off the terrible impression. "I was just gonna tell you your fly was down for the whole show."
"Haha, hilarious," Hiro said, rolling his eyes and glancing down at this zipper only to shout in frustration. "What!" He frantically pulled the zipper up and punched Tadashi's arm, shaking his head.
"Ah!" Tadashi laughed, letting it fade away as he took a deep breath. "Welcome to nerd school," he looked down at his brother, the pride visible in his eyes, "nerd."
"Ha...hey, um, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you, so...y-you know...thanks for not giving up on me," Hiro looked up at Tadashi gratefully, his smile softening at the reassuring look in his brother's eyes. They shared a loving moment that was, however, short lived.
The sound of screaming tore Tadashi's gaze away and replaced it with one of confusion and concern before he took off running towards it, leaving Hiro to catch up after him. The sight that greeted them next was one that the brothers would never forget.
Large clouds of smoke ascended from a now burning showcase building, the flames inside causing the building to light up like a Christmas tree. Tadashi took it all in with horror before suddenly his feet were sending him toward it, stumbling to help a shaken woman stand up.
"Are you okay?" Tadashi asked, looking her up and down as Hiro did the same.
"Yeah, b-but Professor Callaghan's still in there!" she said before running off with the rest of the crowd. Tadashi's head shot back at the building, a newfound determination fueling his own fire inside of him and he was once again running towards the problem.
"Tadashi-NO!"
Tadashi stopped, turning to face his little brother. His eyes were filled with fear and were pleading him not to go, his grip on his arm tightening.
He glanced back at the building with anxiety before back to Hiro, sorrow evident in the situation he was handed. He didn't know what to do. How do you pick? How do you choose which way to go?
"Callaghan's in there," Tadashi said, making Hiro's shoulders tense. "Someone has to help."
Before Hiro could process the response, Tadashi was racing towards the steps, taking them two at a time. Hiro wasn't about to let this unfold, however. He wasn't about to watch his brother burn and so without a second thought, Hiro ran after him.
"Tadashi, you can't go in there!"
Tadashi stopped and turned back, eyes widening as he realized how close Hiro was to him now. Hiro stood on the nearest steps, searching Tadashi's eyes for some kind of explanation as to why he would choose death over him.
"You can't. You won't survive!"
"Hiro, you're going to get h-"
BOOM
There was a loud ringing sound overtaking Tadashi's head as he found the strength to sit up, observing his surroundings.
The building had exploded.
It had gone up in flames, falling apart and disintegrating before Tadashi's eyes. He couldn't believe what he was seeing and suddenly he was sitting bolt upright, looking around desperately for something.
Or someone.
"Hiro? Hiro, where are you?!"
No response, and no baby brother in sight, Tadashi began to panic. He couldn't lose him. No matter what Tadashi couldn't lose Hiro, and he crumbled to his knees at the realization that he was nowhere to be seen.
"No, oh no..." Tadashi whispered, putting a hand on his chest in mourning. "No, he can't be..."
"Ungh..."
Tadashi's head shot up at the quiet groan coming from behind him, standing up to see that off to the side of the building was Hiro, laying in a heap, his messy hair blowing in the wind. Tadashi stood and bolted towards him, crumbling to his knees once more and looking his brother over.
He had blood trickling down his forehead and a large gash on his arm that seeped through his trademark blue hoodie. Tadashi winced, feeling Hiro's chest for a heartbeat.
"H-Hiro? Knucklehead?"
Hiro moved his head slightly, furrowing his brow before slowly flickering his eyes open.
"T'dashi?" he coughed out, bringing a hand to his stomach and groaning in pain. "What're you...what are we doing here?"
"I've been looking for you, bonehead," Tadashi said worriedly, trying to keep the trauma out of his voice but the shakiness couldn't be masked. Hiro's lip tugged up in a smile.
"M'fine...let's go home."
Tadashi let a nervous laugh escape his lips, letting relief wash over him before realizing he, too, had been injured.
His blazer had somehow managed to escape him and he had burns on his arms, causing him to wince as the pain caught up to him. He noticed another one on his knee, and he sighed, scanning the area for an ambulance for the two of them.
"Don't worry," Hiro said, standing up much to Tadashi's disapproval. "I'll find someone to help you."
"Hiro, you've got a head injury, you could fall," Tadashi argued. Hiro only brushed him off.
"Yeah, well, your skin is peeling off, and I want to perform one more act of kindness before Aunt Cass murders the two of us," Hiro said with a smirk, wrapping his jacket on his arm and walking around for help.
Tadashi smiled, laying on his back and letting himself succumb to the darkness.
Hiro sat beside Tadashi's hospital bed, looking him up and down in concern. They had said that Tadashi had severe burns on his arms and legs and would have to rest for two months to let them heal, meaning he couldn't go to nerd school with him the first few weeks. He knew Tadashi wouldn't take that news well, but that wasn't exactly at the moment.
Tadashi could have easily died in the fire if Hiro hadn't run after him, causing Hiro to stir up grief in his heart. In an instant, it could've all ended, and if Hiro had let shock overcome him for even a second later, Tadashi would have been eaten by the flames along with Professor Callaghan.
That thought, too, caused a pain to course through Hiro's chest.
Professor Callaghan saw something in Tadashi when he applied for SFIT. He saw potential, he saw loyalty. He watched after Tadashi like he was his own son, and Hiro knew Tadashi would be devastated when he found out about his passing. Hiro sighed, leaning back in his seat and examining his bandaged arm before Aunt Cass walked into the room, a large coffee in her grip.
"How is he?" she asked hopefully. "Any changes?"
"Don't worry, Cass, he didn't hurt his head or anything. It's not like he won't wake up, he will."
"I just worry," she said with an exhausted sigh, pulling up a chair beside Hiro. "What was he thinking? What were youthinking? You two could've gotten killed! Third degree burns, concussions, stitches...If I weren't sitting here with you I would be shopping for coffins, because I'm going to murder you."
Called it, Hiro thought, looking at his aunt apologetically.
"I'm sorry Cass, we both are. You know how he is about his Professor, he wasn't just going to stand by."
"From what I heard, neither were you," Cass said, brushing loose strands of Hiro's hair out of his face. "If you hadn't talked some sense into this bonehead, he would be gone."
Once again, pain surged through his chest. He sighed, laying his head on Tadashi's bed and closing his eyes.
"I know, Cass. I know"
Three weeks later
"One glass of water for the cripple."
"I thought we talked about that."
Hiro chuckled as he brought the glass of water to his brother's side of the bedroom and plopped on the side of the bed next to him. Tadashi was currently lying in his bed, bandages wrapped around his arms and a brace on his knee. He took a drink of the water and sighed.
"I think I feel good enough to go back to SFIT," he said. Hiro simply rolled his eyes.
"Let your doctor be the judge of that. You can come to classes with me soon, just not yet. And at least your friends were nice enough to bring you Baymax. Meanwhile, my project of the year is burnt to ashes at the campus."
"Hiro..." Tadashi started, leaning forward to pat his shoulder. "You can rebuild those in no time, I believe in you. You just have to look for a new angle. Make time for it on top of classes, I know you can do it."
"Yeah, yeah," Hiro scoffed. Tadashi shrugged, standing up much to Hiro's disapproval. "Hey, if you need something I'm supposed to get it for you."
"I need to stretch my legs, bonehead," Tadashi smirked, ruffling Hiro' hair. "Is that illegal?"
"It's frowned upon but do as you please," Hiro said with a sigh as Tadashi left their shared bedroom, leaving Hiro alone with his thoughts. He stood and made his way to his desk, head perking when he saw an icon on his computer indicating he had a new message. He opened it, smiling softly at the image of his new friends.
"Hey Hiro and Tadashi!" the gang said in unison.
"We just wanted to check in and see how you're doing," Honey Lemon said, a reassuring smile on her face.
"Wish you were here, Tadashi," Wasabi chimed in.
"We'll make sure Hiro stays out of trouble for you," Gogo said with a wink. Fred nodded excitedly.
"Everyone on campus loves the little man!"
The video ended and Hiro took a deep breath, glancing over at his Megabot. He had officially decided to let go of his bot fighting career but he would be lying if he said he wouldn't miss it. He picked it up and stood from the desk only to have part of the robot fall and slam on his foot, causing him to yelp in pain and fall on his bed.
"Ah...ow."
A faint beeping and inflating caused Hiro's head to perk towards Tadashi's side of the room where Baymax now stood, trying his best to navigate himself out of the cramped space. He finally managed to escape and he waddled towards Hiro, waving his hand in a circular motion.
"Hello, I am Baymax. Your personal healthcare companion."
"Uh...h-hey, Baymax, I, uh...didn't know you were still active. Wasn't Tadashi updating your system or something?"
"My system is up to date. I heard a sound of distress. What seems to be the trouble?"
"Oh, I just stubbed my toe a little, I'm okay," Hiro dismissed. Baymax simply illuminated his screen to show ten different faces.
"On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?"
"Zero? I'm okay, really. Thanks, you can shrink now."
"Does it hurt when I touch it?" Baymax bent over and pointed a finger at the injury.
"No, n-no touching-ah!" Hiro slipped and fell into a corner between his bed and the desk, squirming to get free to no avail.
"You have fallen."
"You think?"
Hiro struggled to stand, grabbing hold of the shelf only to have it break, its contents sliding toward Hiro.
"Ow!"
"On a scale-"
"Ah!"
"On a scale-"
"Argh!"
"On a scale-"
"Mmph!"
"On a scale"
"OW!"
"On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?"
"Zero," Hiro replied with a glare.
"It is alright to cry," Baymax said, reaching to pick Hiro up.
"No, no, no, no, no!"
"Crying is a natural response to pain."
"I'm not crying," he insisted, jumping to his feet and brushing himself off.
"I will now scan you for injuries."
"Don't scan me."
"Scan complete."
"Unbelievable."
"You have sustained no injuries. However, your hormone and neurotransmitter levels indicate that you are experiencing mood swings, common in adolescence. Diagnosis: puberty."
"Woah-what?! Okay, ahem, time to shrink now."
"You should expect an increase in body hair, especially on your face, chest, armpits, and-"
"THANK YOU! That's enough!"
"You may also experience strange and powerful new urges."
"Okay, let's get you back in your luggage."
"I cannot deactivate until you say you are satisfied with your care."
"Fine, I'm satisfied with my-woah!"
Hiro slipped once more and fell to the ground, a long sigh escaping his lips. A motion under his bed caught his eye and he reached for it, grabbing his jacket to pull out a single microbot that was jumping around in his hand.
"My microbot? This doesn't make any sense."
"Puberty can often be a confusing time for young adolescents flowering into manhood."
"No, the-the thing is attracted to other microbots," Hiro explained, placing the robot into a petri dish. "But that's impossible. They were destroyed in the fire. Dumb thing's broken."
Hiro shrugged, sitting at his desk and picking up his Megabot to tweak with it while Baymax examined the microbot closely.
"Your tiny robot is trying to go somewhere."
"Oh, yeah? Why don't you, uh, find out where it's trying to go?"
"Would that stabilize your pubescent mood swings?"
"Uh-huh, absolutely."
Silence followed only to be interrupted by the front door closing, Hiro's head perking up at the sound as he scanned the room for the now-missing healthcare robot.
"Uh...Baymax?"
A car screeched outside the cafe and Hiro rushed to his window to find, to his horror, Baymax. He was crossing the street, microbot in hand, and a complete disregard for others around him.
"What?!" Hiro cried, grabbing his shoes and jacket before being suddenly stopped by Tadashi at the head of the stairs.
"Hey-woah, Hiro, you okay?" Tadashi grabbed Hiro's shoulder. "You look shaken. Is everything okay?"
Crap! If Tadashi realizes his project is gone he's gonna KILL me!
"I, uh...I forgot something on campus, I'll be right back!"
"Wha-" Tadashi couldn't finish the sentence as Hiro was suddenly whizzing past him, pulling on his shoes in the process. He shrugged, retreating to his bed. "At least he's not bot fighting," he muttered.
Unless...
Hiro finally caught up to Baymax at an old warehouse and he bent over to catch his breath, mainly so that he could lecture Baymax on the importance of road safety.
"Are you CRAZY?! What're you doing?!"
"I have found where your tiny robot wants to go," Baymax said innocently. Hiro scoffed, taking the petri dish from the robot's hands.
"I told you, it's broken! It's not trying to go...huh?"
Hiro brought the petri dish to his face, eyes widening as he noticed that the microbot was moving rapidly and banging itself toward the building. He walked towards the large doors, examining the padlock and chains attached to it.
"Locked," he said with disappointment.
Look for a new angle...
"There is a window," Baymax said, causing Hiro to furrow his brows in determination.
...
"Please exercise caution," Baymax said as Hiro used the robot's head as a boost. "A fall from this height could lead to bodily harm."
Hiro grunted, finally gaining a grip on the window and pulling himself up, moving to the railing to look around. The microbot continued nudging towards the center of the warehouse. A sudden squeaking caused Hiro to turn his head to the window once more to find Baymax completely stuck.
"Oh, no."
"Shh!" Hiro looked around frantically. If he broke his brother's robot, he would never hear the end of it.
"Excuse me while I let out some air."
The sound of air hissing now filled the warehouse, causing Hiro to freeze and stare at his brother's creation with anticipation.
"Are you done?"
"Yes," Baymax replied as Hiro dragged him in. "It will take me a moment to reinflate."
"Fine, just keep it down," Hiro begged, descending the stairs to find the source of the microbot's banging. He encountered a moving shadow behind a curtain, grabbing a broom for defense before walking toward it. He squinted through the curtain only to grow more confused as various machines were hard at work on something. He looked to the right to find a conveyor belt, his curiosity growing as he approached it. On it were microbots, each one falling into a large tub. Hiro took a handful, raising an eyebrow.
"My microbots...?" Hiro turned to find hundreds more of the tubs, each one completely full of microbots. "Someone's making more..."
Something else caught his eye, but he was interrupted before he could approach it.
"Hiro?"
"AH!" Hiro yelped, letting out a sigh as he glared at Baymax. "You gave me a heart attack!"
"My hands are equipped with defibrillators. Clear-"
"Stop, stop, stop! It's just an expression!"
Suddenly, the sound of clanking microbots made Hiro whip around to find that the tubs of microbots were now empty, each one rising like a wave of darkness toward Hiro and Baymax.
"Oh, no."
"Run!" Hiro cried, taking off in a sprint only to stop and realize Baymax was simply walking. "Oh, come on!"
"I am not fast," the robot stated.
"Yeah, no kidding!" Hiro grabbed Baymax and pulled him after him, running to the doors. "Kick it down! Punch it!"
Hiro cried in frustration as Baymax could do neither of those things, turning back with wide eyes as the microbots crawled closer to the duo.
"Go, go!"
The two ran all around the warehouse until the microbots launched them onto one of the platforms. Hiro perked his head up and paled at the sight before him.
A man in a black trench coat stood across the way, glaring daggers at them through his mask as he commanded the microbots to slither toward them. Hiro didn't waste any time escaping.
"Come on! The window!"
Hiro sprinted to it only to stop when Baymax got stuck between the window. He turned back in panic, breathing faster as the bots drew nearer.
"Suck it in-WOAH!"
Hiro flipped places with Baymax, dangling from the window only by Baymax's leg.
"Baymax!"
Tadashi went down the stairs after getting dressed to find his aunt, who was hard at work serving tables. She grinned widely when she caught notice of him.
"Tadashi! You're out of your room! How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay...did you happen to see where Hiro ran off to?"
"Hm, I'm not sure. I think he went back to the campus."
Tadashi nodded, giving her a hug before going out the front door to "go on a walk." He activated the tracking app on his phone, having installed trackers in Hiro's sneakers. After a moment, the app found his little brother's location. Tadashi frowned before his heart stopped in horror.
"He's in a bad part of town..." with that thought, Tadashi put on his helmet and took off toward his brother. Upon arrival at the warehouse, which didn't take long, he was confused. The large front doors were locked and there didn't seem to be another point of entrance in plain sight. Tadashi frowned, opening his phone once more to the tracker app only to have his confusion grow as the little red dot that represented Hiro was moving around quickly.
"Is he being chased?!" he whispered, looking around desperately for an entrance as he heard shouting and banging coming from inside. Finally, he caught notice of a window, but before he could even make his way towards it, Baymax pooped out of it, getting wedged between the glass.
"Baymax?!" Tadashi shouted, but Baymax didn't take notice. The sounds of distant cries were the only thing he was focused on. Before Tadashi could run to help his project, Baymax was flipped and suddenly Hiro was dangling out of the window, looking down with wide eyes as he kicked his feet frantically.
"Hiro!" Tadashi cried, standing to the side helplessly. Hiro looked over and paled at Tadashi but he had more important things at the forefront of his mind, panicking as his grip began to slip but before he could readjust it the microbots were sending them flying out of the window and Hiro yelled in panic, Tadashi's shouts in the back of his mind as Baymax wrapped his large arms around him as a shield. They bounced to the ground and Hiro jumped to his feet, grabbing Baymax's arm and running to Tadashi's moped.
"Hiro, what-?!"
"No time! RUN!" Hiro cried, ushering them away from the building as quickly a possible.
"All right, let me get this straight. A man in a kabuki mask attacked you with an army of miniature flying robots."
"Microbots!" Hiro corrected, gesturing to the petri dish in his trembling hands. Tadashi looked down at Hiro worriedly, his hand on his little brother's shoulder in support although he was still extremely confused as to what was even happening and he didn't get the full story until Hiro had explained everything to the officer.
"Microbots," the officer typed into his computer.
"Yeah, he was controlling them telepathically with a neurocranial transmitter."
"So Mr. Kabuki was using ESP to attack you, your brother and balloon man?"
"No, sir, I wasn't there, I came to rescue him," Tadashi replied, glancing over as Baymax began attempting to fix the new holes in his damaged vinyl.
"Did you file a report when your flying robots were stolen?"
"No," Hiro sighed in frustration, grabbing fistfuls of his hair. "I thought they were all destroyed! Look, I know it sounds crazy, but Baymax was there too. Tell him, Baymax!"
"Yes, officer," Baymax said, pointing a finger up. "He is telling the truuuuuuUUUuuuth."
Tadashi facepalmed.
"What the-what's wrong with you?"
"Low battery," Tadashi and Baymax said in unison. Baymax hiccuped and laughed as his eyes zoomed in and out of focus.
"Woah, woah, try to keep it together," Hiro said, placing his hands on Baymax's shoulders.
"I'm healthcare, your personal Baymax companion."
"Kid," the officer groaned as Tadashi looked Baymax over only to have him fall on top of him, "how about we call your parents and get them down here?"
"What?" Hiro stuttered, causing a small pain to go through Tadashi's chest. Before he could process it, he grabbed Baymax's arm and bolted out of the station, Tadashi following after.
"Write your name and number down on this piece of paper and we can-oh," the officer stopped once he noticed their absence as well as his tape dispenser falling off the desk.
"We've gotta get him home to his charging station," Tadashi told Hiro as his brother struggled to keep Baymax standing.
"Can you walk?" Hiro asked the robot. Baymax jumped up and waved his hand in the air.
"I will scan you now, scan complete! Hehe, healthcare."
Hiro and Tadashi shared a look of uncertainty.
The sun had set by the time the three of them finally got back home, and Hiro was surprised Baymax had lasted that long. Tadashi closed the door behind them, crossing his arms and looking at the two of them with a raised brow.
"If Aunt Cass asks, we were all at the school with the gang. Got it?"
"We jumped out a WINDOW!" Baymax said loudly, making Hiro cringe and Tadashi tense in concern at the reminder.
"No! Quiet! SHH!"
"Shh," Baymax whispered, "we jumped out a window."
"You can't say things like that in front of Aunt Cass," Hiro begged him.
"Now, we're gonna go upstairs and you two are gonna explain to me what on EARTH you two KNUCKLEHEADS were THINKING!" Tadashi said, going up the stairs as the two guiltily followed.
"Hey, Cass," Tadashi walked into the kitchen with a smile.
"I thought I heard you," she grinned. "Hi!"
"Hey!" Hiro said, Baymax following with the little energy he had left.
"Oh, look at my little college boys. I can't wait to hear about your day! Hey, what's wrong with Baymax?"
"We wore him out a little too much today," Tadashi said with a nervous chuckle, frowning as Baymax waddled upstairs. "We were just about to go up to charge him."
"Okay, but don't be too long. Wings are almost ready!"
"Thanks!" the brothers said in unison, rushing upstairs to grab the robot. They stumbled to a halt when they reached their shared bedroom at the sight before them.
"Hairy baby!" Baymax chuckled. "Hairy baby..."
"All right, come on," Tadashi said, the brothers both wrapping an arm around Baymax and guiding him towards his charger.
"I'm healthcare, your personal Baymax companion."
"You mentioned that," Tadashi said with a laugh. "One foot in front of the other, buddy."
After a few attempts, Baymax was finally in the charger, and Hiro couldn't help but collapse on his bed, closing his eyes and heaving a long sigh before he was yanked back up and brought to Tadashi's deadly gaze.
"Wanna tell me why I found you in an alley being attacked by a madman with my project?"
Hiro bit his lip, looking down anxiously only to have his chin lifted up again only this time Tadashi wasn't glaring, he was looking at him in concern.
"Bonehead...all I want is to keep you safe, and I couldn't do that today. What were you doing out there?"
"Baymax..." Hiro sighed. "He wanted to know where my tiny robot wanted to go."
"Come again?"
"My microbot," Hiro replied, pulling the petri dish out of his pocket and showing Tadashi how it clicked against the side of it. "Baymax wanted to know where it wanted to go, so he followed it. I ran after him, I didn't think he would actually follow it when I suggested he should, but...I was curious too, and I couldn't help myself. Tadashi, someone is making more microbots. A lot of them."
Tadashi looked at his little brother worriedly before frowning, glancing back at Baymax.
"So the microbot led you there? To the warehouse?"
"Yes."
"And there really was a man in a kabuki mask out to get you?"
"He must have a neurotransmitter behind that mask," Hiro said anxiously. "We have to stop him before he hurts someone like he almost did to me today!"
"Hiro, no," Tadashi insisted. "No way. WE are not doing anything, YOU are not doing anything, NO ONE is doing anything! It's not our business!"
"It's one hundred percent my business! They're my robots! He must've stolen them from the showcase and started the fire to cover his tracks."
"That's crazy! What proof do you have?!"
"You've gotta believe me," Hiro begged, holding Tadashi's gaze. "Baymax was there, YOU were there! That man killed Professor Callaghan. He destroyed everything."
Tadashi looked down at his feet and rubbed his neck nervously before sighing and looking at Hiro worriedly.
"Callaghan's gone, I'm 'crippled,' and your project is gone. Can't we just leave it at that?"
With that, Tadashi went downstairs, leaving Hiro alone to process the conversation.
"I have detected a dip in your neurotransmitter levels. This indicated that you are experiencing sadness. What seems to be the trouble?"
"Nothing, I just..." Hiro sighed, standing up and collapsing in his desk chair. "I wish Tadashi would have a little more faith in me. He knows about Kabuki-man, but...it still hurts."
"I see no evidence of physical injury."
"It's a different kind of hurt," Hiro said, swiveling his chair away from the robot. Baymax stepped out of his station and made his way toward the boy.
"You are my patient. I would like to help."
"You can't fix this one, buddy," Hiro swiveled back toward him, making a double take as Baymax held a hand on Tadashi's computer monitor and images flashed upon Baymax's stomach.
"Uh...what're you doing?"
"I am downloading a database on personal loss."
"I didn't lose anything-"
"Database downloaded. Treatments include contact with friends and loved ones. I am contacting them now."
"No, no, no!" Hiro cried as the gang's faces appeared on Baymaxes chest, including Tadashi's. "Don't do that!"
"You're friends have been contacted."
"Unbelievable."
Hiro shook his head, tensing as Baymax wrapped his arms around Hiro in an awkward embrace.
"Now what are you doing?"
"Other treatments include compassion and physical reassurance."
"I'm okay, really."
"You will be alright. There, there," he said, patting Hiro's head. Hiro smiled warmly at him.
"Thanks, Baymax."
"I am sorry about the fire."
"It'll be fine...at least, once we catch the guy, anyway. He's responsible for the Professor and my microbots, not to mention Tadashi's injuries...we're both lucky we left with only a few scars. We gotta catch that guy."
Baymax simply blinked at him and tilted his head as Hiro returned the gaze with determination.
While Tadashi washed dishes and Cass watched a scary movie, Hiro snuck past the two of them and into the garage, activating his scanner.
"If we're gonna catch that guy, you're gonna need some upgrades."
"Will apprehending the man in the mask improve your emotional state?"
"Absolutely," Hiro said with a nod, sitting in his desk chair and rolling across the garage to another computer. "Let's work on your moves."
Hiro matched Baymax's scan with a video of one of his favorite fighters, smiling in satisfaction before turning to Baymax and poking at his stomach.
"Now, let's take care of this."
Hiro began rolling around to various stations in the garage, printing armor and chips while Baymax followed curiously. Once he got it printed, he refined it, and finally, he clipped them all into place on the robot, stepping back and sitting down in his desk chair to admire his work.
"I have some concerns," Baymax said. "This armor may undermine my non-threatening, huggable design."
"That's kinda the idea, buddy. You look sick."
"I cannot be sick, I am a robot."
"It's just an expression," he clarified, turning his head at the sound of a voice on the computer and grinning. He rolled toward it, taking the chip it had printed and labeling it with a skull. He opened Baymax's chip port only to stop in his tracks at the sight of Tadashi's chip.
This isn't what Baymax was made for, a voice said. Tadashi isn't going to be proud of you.
Hiro shook his head, pressing the chip in. Baymax blinked and took in the new information.
"I fail to see how karate makes me a better healthcare companion."
"You want to keep me healthy, don't you?" Hiro smirked, holding up a wooden plank. "Punch this."
Baymax got into position before karate-chopping the plank in half, causing Hiro to grin excitedly.
"Hammerfist!"
Crash!
"Sidekick"
Bam!
"Knifehand!"
Crack!
"Back kick!"
Boom!
"GUMMY BEARS!"
Baymax pressed a button on a vending machine outside the cafe and the gummy bears dropped to the bottom, Hiro grabbing them victoriously.
Back in the garage, Baymax was ready to go and Hiro bowed to him, Baymax returning the formal gesture with closed eyes.
"Yeah!" Hiro laughed. "Fist bump!"
"'Fist bump' is not in my fighting database."
"No, this isn't a fighting thing," Hiro chuckled. "It's what people do sometimes when they're...excited, or pumped up!"
Hiro grabbed the robot's hand and taught him the process, making his fist explode and waiting for Baymax to return the gesture.
"Balalala," Baymax said, doing his best to attempt a fake explosion.
"Hey, now you're getting it!" Hiro grinned.
"I will add 'fist bump' to my care-giving matrix."
"All right, let's go get that guy," Hiro said, opening the garage door.
Tadashi turned off the sink and placed the dish detergent in its capsule before shutting the dishwasher and sighing in victory. He dried off his hands and pulled out his phone, tilting his head at several unread messages from his friends such as;
Gogo: Did anyone else get a message from Baymax about Hiro?
Wasabi: Yeah, I did.
Fred: Me too.
Honey Lemon: Same here. Tadashi, what's up? Is he okay? We're following Baymax's location now. Wants us to come to pick you up?
Tadashi's eyes widened and he jogged upstairs only to find their shared bedroom empty. Before giving up all hope he ran down to the garage, which was also empty. He groaned in concern before pulling out his phone and quickly replied to the group.
Tadashi: Yes...Come pick me up.
Hiro and Baymax had gone to the warehouse only to find it completely empty. Hiro, however, had a plan B, and he instead used the microbot in his pocket as a reference. The robot led them all the way to the docks, where Baymax saved Hiro from walking right into the water.
"Always wait one hour after eating before swimming."
Hiro frowned at the microbot, realizing it was pointing toward the ocean. It popped out suddenly and flew off, causing Hiro to yelp in surprise. He squinted and his eyes widened at the realization that the masked man was approaching them from the sea.
"Come on!" Hiro whisper-shouted, leading Baymax behind a large crate where they watched the Kabuki-man from behind. Once the man had reached the dock he rose and scanned the area, commanding his microbots to lift a large piece of machinery from the water. Hiro recognized the bird symbol printed on it from the warehouse.
"Your heart rate has increased dramatic-"
"Shh! Okay, Baymax, time to use those upgrades," Hiro commanded and Baymax got into position before shrieking as bright headlights flashed right at them. Hiro squinted and held a hand up to shield his eyes until finally, the lights turned off, Wasabi, Honey Lemon, Gogo, Fred, and Tadashi stepping out of the car.
"Hiro?" they said in unison.
"No, no, no! Get out of here! Go!"
"Dude, what are you doing out here?" Wasabi asked.
"Nothing!"
"Are you hurt?" Tadashi asked, grabbing him by the shoulders and looking him up and down in concern.
"No! I'm just out for a stroll, helps my pubescent mood swings..."
Tadashi raised an eyebrow at the last statement.
"Is that Baymax?"
"Yeah, but, uh, you really..."
"Uh...why is he wearing carbon fiber underpants."
"I also know karate," Baymax said, waving his arms up and down innocently.
"What?!" Tadashi whisper-shouted, crossing his arms.
"You guys need to go," Hiro pleaded.
"No, don't push us away, Hiro. We're here for you. That's why Baymax contacted us. We know how much the fire upset you."
"Those who suffer from a traumatic experience require support from friends and loved ones."
"Hiro, did I hurt your feelings earlier?" Tadashi asked worriedly. "You know you can always come to me. To us. These are your friends too."
"Okay, but I-"
"Who would like to share their feelings first?"
"Ooh! I'll go," Fred said excitedly. Hiro only looked on in anxiety and Tadashi grabbed his shoulder. "Okay, my name is Fred, and it has been 30 days since my last-holy MOTHER OF MEGAZON!"
The group turned around to see a large crate being lifted up by several microbots, behind it a masked man with his fists clenched. Tadashi grabbed Hiro's shoulders tightly.
"Am I the only one seeing this?"
Honey Lemon clicked her camera, angering the masked man and causing him to throw the crate down towards them.
"AHHHH! Oh my gosh, oh no!" Wasabi cried before opening his eyes along with the rest of the gang to see that the crate had stopped just before hitting them, thanks to Baymax.
"Go!" Hiro cried, the others scrambling towards the car. "Baymax, get him!"
Tadashi yanked Hiro away and threw him over his shoulder, sprinting to the car.
"No, no, no! What're you doing?!"
"I'm saving your life!" Tadashi replied, tossing him in the middle seat next to Honey Lemon and climbing in after him. Fred simply jumped into the very back of the car.
"Baymax can handle that guy!"
Before Tadashi could respond, Baymax was sent flying towards the car, crashing on top of it.
"Oh, no."
The group turned back towards the dock, eyes widening as the Kabuki-man commanded a wall of microbots to come after them.
"Wasabi!"
"Ah, goodbye!" Wasabi put the car in reverse and back out quickly as the microbots slithered closer.
"Hiro," Gogo hissed. "Explanation. Now."
"He stole my microbots, he started the fire...I don't know who he is!"
"Hiro-" Tadashi started angrily only to be interrupted.
"Baymax, palm heel strike!"
Baymax did as ordered, sending the car spinning until Wasabi got back on the road.
"Hard left!" Gogo demanded, causing Wasabi to yelp and yank the wheel.
"That mask," Fred said, looking back at their chaser. "That black suit...we're under attack from a supervillain, people! I mean, how cool is that?! I mean it's scary, obviously, but how cool!"
Wasabi sent everyone in the car flying forward as he slammed on the breaks, looking up at the red light.
"Why are we stopped?!" Gogo asked.
"The light's red!"
"There are no red lights in a CAR CHASE!" she roared, and they were back on the road again.
"Hiro, what were you thinking going after him alone?!" Tadashi cried.
"I wasn't alone! I had Baymax."
"That doesn't matter, this guy could wrap you up in his microbots and squeeze you to death!"
"MY microbots, Tadashi. He can't hurt anyone else, and I can't let him."
"Why is he trying to kill us?!" Wasabi cried, sticking his head out of the window. "Uh, why are you trying to kill us?!"
"It's classic villain," Fred insisted. "We've seen too much!"
"Let's not jump to conclusions," Honey Lemon reasoned. "We don't KNOW he's trying to kill us."
"CAR!" Fred yelled, everyone turning back and gasping at the car being flown their way.
"HE'S TRYING TO KILL US!"
Wasabi whipped around the corner to dodge it, turning on his blinker.
"Did you just turn your blinker on?!" Gogo snapped.
"You have to indicate your turn! It's the LAW!"
"That's it," Gogo growled, sticking her gum to the dashboard and jumping in Wasabi's lap.
"Gogo, no!" Tadashi cried, but it was no use. Gogo slammed her foot on the gas, sending them flying down the street. Wasabi yelled as they made sharp turns, cut corners, and even drove on the sidewalks to get away. Tadashi held onto Hiro tightly.
As they neared the end of the road, the Kabuki-man made a wall of microbots blocking their way. Gogo simply used it to her advantage, turning the car sideways and using the wall as a ramp.
"WOAH!" the group screamed, sighing in relief once they made it over the bridge.
"Stop the car!" Hiro insisted, climbing to the front seat much to Tadashi's disapproval. "Baymax and I can take this guy-!" Before Hiro was able to finish his sentence, the car door was ripped from its hinges, sending Hiro flying out of the car.
"HIRO!" Tadashi cried, but the impact Hiro expected never came. He looked up in shock as Baymax held a firm grip on his arm, placing him back in the front seat and strapping the seatbelt over him.
"Seatbelts save lives," Baymax informed him. "Buckle up every time."
"Hiro!" Tadashi leaned forward, looking him over. "Quit scaring me like that!"
Hiro smiled nervously, looking back toward the road and gasping as they neared a subway.
"What're you doing?!" Wasabi roared as Gogo made no attempt to stop, instead turning the car and jumping over the tracks, barely missing the oncoming train.
Hiro looked around through the open doorway of the car anxiously before locking eyes with the Kabuki-man across the way, staring in horror at the man as he glared daggers at him before he vanished from sight. Tadashi looked on the scene with discomfort.
"Did we lose him?" Honey Lemon asked, looking around frantically.
"LOOK OUT!"
A wall of microbots sent the car into a dark tunnel, Gogo pressing on the gas harder to escape as it grew.
"Baymax, hold on!" Tadashi shouted.
"We're not gonna make it!" Wasabi cried.
"We're gonna make it!" Honey Lemon insisted.
"We're not gonna make it!"
"We're gonna make it!"
"We're not gonna make it!"
"WE'RE GONNA MAKE IT!"
They finally burst out of the tunnel, crashing onto the dock and shouting in victory before being drained of color on their faces as they neared the water.
"NO!" Gogo shouted, unable to stop the vehicle and they were sent straight into the water, sinking to the bottom. With help from Baymax, however, they were back on the surface in no time, using the robot as a raft.
"I told you we'd make it!" Honey Lemon grinned. Everyone smiled sheepishly.
"Your injuries require my attention. And your body temperatures are low."
"Wait," Tadashi's eyes widened, scanning the group and gasping. "Where's Hiro?"
Without a second thought, Tadashi dove back down under, swimming with everything he had back down to the car only to feel his heart drop when he realized it was empty. He swam back up, catching his breath.
"Baymax, scan the area for Hiro!"
Baymax nodded, looking around the dock before locking eyes on the masked man, who held Hiro in his grip of microbots.
"Hiro!"
"I have located Hiro. He is in danger."
"No kidding! Wasabi cried, following the others as they swam to land.
"Let my brother go!" Tadashi cried, looking at his brother's weak eyes.
"Don't follow me anymore," the Kabuki-man spoke, his voice low and raspy. "Or I'll rip him in two."
"AGH!" Hiro yelled in pain as the microbots tightened around his waist.
"Oh, no..." Honey Lemon whimpered. "Let him go!"
The Kabuki-man simply squeezed him tighter.
"N-no, stop-AAGH!" Hiro yelled even louder, bring his knees up to his chest the best he could.
"Okay!" Tadashi cried, using Baymax as a step to climb on to the dock. "We won't! Please, I'll do anything, let him go!"
The Kabuki-man complied, squeezing Hiro as tight as we could before dropping him ten feet below and slithering away. Tadashi sprinted to the heap on the ground that was his little brother. He was unconscious and his face was a faint purple shade. Tadashi knelt down to cup his face.
"Hiro! Wake up!"
No response. Tadashi looked back as the rest of the group ran to them.
"Baymax, scan Hiro!" he cried. The robot waddled over as quickly as he could, looking the boy up and down.
"Scan complete. Hiro has obtained several injuries including bruised ribs, a sprained ankle, and various cuts," Baymax stated. "Suggested course of action; take him somewhere safe so that we can further assess the extent of his injuries."
Tadashi glanced down at his brother worriedly, allowing Baymax to lift him up and cradle him in his arms.
"Where will we go?" Wasabi asked, rubbing his arms to warm himself.
"I know a place," Fred replied with a smirk, earning uneasy glances from the others.