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Dear, Journal

Gosh, this is really corny, but Aunt Cass suggested I should do this sometime, as a joke at first. However my ever-so-caring robot suggested that writing a journal would stabilize my mental health...my emotional responses...blah blah blah...puberty, yeah let's not get into detail...however there might not be escaping those in the coming days where my body will torture me...along with Baymax...like family he can either be a great blessing or a great curse...wow that was deep...ok.

If there is one thing I'll agree with Baymax about (I still fail to see why I continue to disagree with facts...), there are many changes in my life I'm glad he was there for, though at the same time I could have sworn Tadashi had sent him specifically to torment me. Now thankfully I didn't have to tolerate High School (sorry, kids, not really :P), but I'm still a growing young man as Baymax would put it.

But oh where to start? Actually on second thought, this can get pretty embarrassing. Should I turn back...Yeah that's it. Sorry guys.

Baymax is insisting I should go through with this...perhaps another conspiracy by Tadashi...maybe even Aunt Cass. Anyway, my first day college would probably be a good place to start.

So we'll start on with this day. Everyone who has some dream of learning new things beyond the mediocrity of High School also fantasizes about their first day of college. Like the first day of High School, I was nervous. Why was I nervous you ask? Well...being young was a factor. (I was only ten when I entered High School, don't ask me how that happened.) Having everyone be taller than you was also an issue...ugh and Tadashi was so damn tall!Wait, where was I going with this? Oh yeah, first day of college, being young, short, nervous...blah blah blah

Yes, I was nervous. Did I impress a handful of people, yes? Did I still fit in, no. Well I mean I still had "The Big Hero 6" as Fred's dad dubbed us...oh yeah we'll get into meeting him later...he's actually pretty awesome.

But now on with the first day...ugh easily distracted. So I wake up to the sound of my alarm shrieking to the top of it's...lungs? Anyway, very annoying...along with Mochi rubbing on my face and meowing as a demand to be petted. I actually hated her at times, but I came around to liking her...or tolerating her. Depends on my mood. I slam the alarm a little too hard as I grumble, "Ow."

That's when I realized I made a mistake when I heard air filling up. Maybe if I pretend to be asleep he'll bother Aunt Cass. I hear the material rubbing against each other hearing the robot get closer. He was standing right over me.

"Good Morning Hiro."

Technically I was still asleep as I roll over groaning when my robot remembers, "Now's your first day of college. You have to be at class at 10 o' clock...it is 8:55. You have approximately five more minutes before you have to get out of bed."

Ugh, now I was awake, but I rebelled against it and tried to sleep for my last five minutes...it couldn't hurt right.

"Hiro, would it be wise to stay in bed?"

I groan not really giving an answer...this was different than Tadashi trying to wake me up...or Aunt Cass, but little did I know what was awaiting me.

"Do you need help waking up?", the robotic nurse asks

I groan sarcastically, "Yeah sure..."

Sarcasm was not a robot's strong suit as I felt a latex hand wrap around my foot...oh that was also a day I decided to sleep in my boxers...brilliant. Even in front of Baymax, that was not something I wanted anybody to see.

I felt myself get pulled out, upside down and hoisted over the latex monstrosity,

"Baymax!", I scream, my voice cracking

"I detect a sign of puberty..." Yeah, this robot was getting a sense of humor...much to my embarrassment.

I try to dignify myself as I hear the shower being cranked up...oh yeah we didn't have a bathroom in our bedroom by the way. So here I was...in my white undies being carried and who was there...Aunt Cass. I remained silent for the purpose of concealment but that failed.

"Good morning, Baymax, is Hiro..." She holds back a smirk much to what I could tell be a glare and she brings out her phone.

I could feel my face contort into panic as well as a burning sensation in my cheeks, "Aunt Cass no!"

I put my hands out as if to shield myself from a pic, knowing I failed. She coos, "Aw, this'll make a great Christmas Card!"

I whine as my cause of embarrassment gently sets me down on the tile floor. I glare up at him through blushing cheeks, "Shall I set the shower for you?"

I sigh clearly frustrated, "No, I'm good!"

"What is wrong, Hiro?"

I really wanted to kill this robot, "Nothing Baymax!"

He was just about to leave when I realized, "Baymax, wait!"

He stops and turns around, "Yes?"

"Could you bring me some clothes?" I ask sheepishly, I could hear Aunt Cass laughing in the kitchen...Gosh why?

"What would you like to wear?" He asks, when Aunt Cass teases, "Something pretty."

I blush yet again and he turns away...I scream, "Baymax wait!" I'm going to have to get them. I groan in frustration, "Aunt Cass."

There's no returned frustration, just a satisfied laugh, "What are parents for?"

Ugh, this was going to be one long day. So...with details withheld (do NOT draw that on DeviantArt O.o) I clean myself, and still I have no clothes...except for a filthy...and soaked pair of boxers. Even the shower curtains didn't stop the water from hitting the ground! There's a tech idea! But moving on dry myself off and move on with brushing my teeth and then I heard the door opening...if you paid attention...I forgot to mention I did not wrap the towel around me. I scream, "Baymax, I'm naked!"

However I manage to get the towel wrapped before he barges in and all I can say is, "Unbelievable!"

Not only that...he somehow managed to find a small pink dress and I sigh, "Aunt Cass was joking, buddy."

However he did manage to bring me socks and underwear...that's a plus, it's not like Aunt Cass hadn't seen me just now. However I'd much rather not have the public see me in such a state. Baymax realizes his error in communication and goes to get me my normal cargo pants, shirt, hoodie combo. Fortunately just in time as I start to dress, and what's the hardest part of getting ready...my hair.

I'd figure just screw it, but it does look like a tumbleweed right now. Combing is really a difficult task when you have as much hair as I do. Baymax taps his balloon hands on the door, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah!" But my continued groans of distress didn't indicate it. I mean how many knots did I have!

Fast forward and I was on my way to school with Aunt Cass smirking, "Now Hiro..."

I could tell she was up to a very diabolical plan, "If you're to...misbehave, drop out of college for bot fighting...or something along those lines. I do have your friends' numbers just in case of an emergency...oh and there's this wonderful technology where I can send a certain picture to..."

I could feel myself getting red and I reply with a crack in my voice, "Yeah...I'll be good Aunt Cass...Love you."

She smiles and grabs me in a hug, "I love you too, now get to school my college man!"

I smile...she wouldn't do anything like that...I'm pretty sure she'll delete it. Will she? I don't know, but let's surprise her in case she considers it. I turn around before leaving and I run up to her and I tease, "Second hug!"

She ruffles my hair as I'm off to meet my friends downstairs. Wasabi is looking at me with a look of horror, "Hiro, XYZ."

I look down...God, my zipper! Ugh, why did they invent those things! Meanwhile Gogo and Honey Lemon are in fits of laughter...wow Gogo was in a good mood...then again she did enjoy other people's pain or embarrassment...especially Wasabi's.

Fred was also there and he cracks a joke, "Hiro, there's other ways with talking to women."

I roll my eyes blushing to which Honey Lemon points out sympathetically, "Fred, you're making him blush!"

Confidently he leans back, "Puberty is nothing to be embarrassed about, my man...I would know."

Finally Wasabi speaks up, "Can I enjoy my coffee without a Fredism?!"

And that's when we could all join in, also much to Fred's joy...he was definitely fit to be a mascot.

Fred just never knew when to stop sometimes though, "You're just mad because you barely hit puberty."

The larger man rolled his eyes, "Is this really what we're down to?"

Gogo returns to her careless attitude, "And testosterone levels have returned to intolerable."

Honey Lemon suggests, "Maybe we should Gogo."

She smiles with the group looking at her then she sighs, "Yeah...sorry."

Everyone laughs at the blonde's bashful reaction knowing very well she told a bad joke. Hiro replies, "Good try though."

Gogo teasingly warns, "Try not to use my name in a joke again."

Fred then exclaims as if he found the greatest idea in history, "Dude, you'll be Shortround!"

I look up to Fred, "Huh?"

"Come on, man. Everyone's got a nick name...Gogo, Honey Lemon, Wasabi...Now Shortround."

I had to speak my mind, "I doubt that's going to stick."

Gogo smiles wickedly, "Come on Shortround, you have class to attend."

"Gogo!" I blush even harder, my heart rate accelerated...are you kidding me?!

She just teases back, "Shortround!"

Ugh...but wait..."Hey Gogo, how'd you get your nickname?"

Fred smirks...and I saw Gogo blush...

"Boy, do I have a story for you?!"

But hey...I'm getting tired. I'll continue my journal the next day...have class and all. You guys stay safe...oh and don't have big nursing robots wake you up...ever.

Sooo...how do you guys like it!? :)

OH and before you review...just try to imagine Honey Lemon showing Hiro her project :)...yeah that hyped about making this!

Alright, thanks guys! :)