Hi, readers! Thank you for coming to my story. I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer : I own no part of the franchise of Big Hero 6 in any way, shape, or form.
Hiro stepped back, hand on his chin, quietly looking at Baymax's personal docking station. They were in Hiro's dorm, where everything was a mess of papers, plans, and so much more. The robot's armor and his fighting chip sat in the corner, not needed for the moment. It was late at night, and the teen was slightly exhausted, but excited. For the past few weeks, he had been working on a new chip that might improve the big, lovable, puffy marshmallow companion. Hopefully, his new chip would work, unless that incident with the leaf blower and some tape had ruined it. But Hiro was 97.375% sure that his hard work would pay off. Of course, there was still a 2.625% chance it would fail. Thankfully, he was fairly optimistic about the whole ordeal.
With a sigh, Hiro couldn't wait much longer. He took a pencil and jabbed at his arm.
"Ahh!" he cried out, though it didn't hurt that much. However, the pain level didn't matter as Baymax inflated.
"Hello, Hiro," he said, calm voice so familiar to the boy after so much experiences with the robot. "On a scale from one to ten, how would you rate your pain?" Hiro laughed a little.
"No, Baymax, I don't need medical attention."
"Scanning."
"Zero, then!"
"Scan complete. Injuries : slight skin damage to left forearm. Patient seems to be in little pain. What would you like me to do to help your pain?"
"I would like you to stay still for a moment." The robot froze. Hiro walked to his desk drawer, opening it.
"Would you like me to do something about your pain?"
"I said, Baymax, I'm not hurt. Now where did I put the chip?"
"But you are. And not just physically, Hiro." He stopped rummaging and turned to look at the stationary Baymax.
"What do you mean?"
"My sensors indicate that you are still mourning over Tadashi Hamada's death. Your emotional levels have slightly lowered since about a month after his passing from this world, but still exist." Hiro took a deep breath.
"Listen, Baymax. Don't worry. I can handle it."
"It seems your instinctual male dominant stance is showing. These are a result o-"
"NO," Hiro said firmly, not wanting to have this conversation. "I mean, thank you for your concern, but I really need you to stay still. No talking." Before Baymax could react, he dug through the mess and lifted the chip out. It was blue with Hiro's name scrawled across the label. On it was a small picture of a face with its mouth open as if it was about to talk.
Walking over to the robot, whose eyes were closed for some odd reason, Hiro double tapped the access port. It opened up, Tadashi's original chip resting in the second slot. The teen exhaled slowly. He closed his eyes, praying it would work. Opening them, Hiro quickly inserted the new chip to the left of the green one. It closed.
Stepping back quickly in case Baymax malfunctioned, Hiro carefully watched the healthcare companion. Baymax opened his eyes, then blinked. He looked around, as if slightly confused.
"Well, Baymax, how do you feel?" Hiro questioned, a bit jittery.
"Just wonderful," he replied. But something was wrong, and Hiro's heart sank. Lacing the robot's calm words was a slightly thick edge of… was that sarcasm? "Considering I'm in a messy room that looks like a tornado ripped through it, I'm absolutely amazing! How about you, Mr. Hamana?"
'Well, crap,' Hiro thought. 'I think that leaf blower incident might have altered it just a little bit…'
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-DragonFire0102
