"You have one Job here, don't you dare mess it up."
I won't, I promise.
"All we need, is the boy. It's simple task."
I understand, sir. I won't let you down.
"I hope so."
~Hello! I am Baymax.~
There's nothing more depression then seeing your only brother in a hospital bed, with bandages covering most of his body and half of his face all burnt.
With wires attach to his body that leads up to some machines.
It's been four weeks since the fire, the doctor says he'll be in a lot of pain for a long time but he'll be able to come home in about two more weeks.
They say it's a miracle he even survived, that Professor Callaghan haven't even been found and if the firemen didn't show up on time then Tadashi would've died in along with him.
The only light we had in here was the sunlight that came through the window, the walls were painted white and there was 2 empty chairs.
"I can't believe you ran into a burning building." I laughed softly, trying to break the silence.
"Professor Callaghan was in there, I had to do something.""
"But that's the thing, there's these people called firefighters. Who run into the burning building so you don't have too."
He laughed, shaking his head.
"Okay okay, I get it. No more running into burning buildings."
We laughed for a moment before Tadashi speaks again. This time his voice filled with sympathy.
"I'm sorry about your Microbots."
He folded his hands together and looked down. To be honest, I don't care about the Microbots. I could easily rebuild them anytime I want. I'll probably rebuild them once Tadashi is okay again. I'm just happy that my brother isn't six feet under.
"Yeah, and I'm sorry most of your face got burned off."
I smirk.
"Come on Tadashi. I told you a millions of times. I don't care about the dumb Microbots. I'll rebuild them. Hell, I'll make them ten times better this time."
He was still looking down at his hands.
I open my mouth to speak but somebody cut me off before I could.
