Hey guys. This is my first fanfic I've made in a while, so please bear with me. I am a stickler for grammar and spelling, so if there are any corrections that could be made, please tell me. Thanks, and I hope you like it!
I hate my school. Well, not exactly the school itself, but the kids in it. They are relentless, my efforts to block them out going unnoticed. But this time, I'll be able to block them out for good.
This is the story of how I, simple, unextraordinary Erika Haffner, met the characters of Big Hero 6.
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It was a warm day in my town, people hanging out at the mall, bowling alley, park, etc. Anywhere they could go to get away for an unusually warm weekend in August. I was just sitting at home, reading The Fault In Our Stars. It was my favorite book I had ever had so far, so I was quite intrigued. So intrigued, I didn't even notice the loud BANG that came from downstairs. Well, until my brother knocked on my door.
"Hey, Erika? Did you hear that?" Aaron asked, looking around frantically. He's only three, but he can be a real nightmare at times.
"No, what was it?" I said, looking up from my book.
Aaron shrugged. "I dunno."
He's so helpful.
I stood, the page number running through my head, and picked him up. "Come on, bro. Let's go see what it was."
Aaron wiggled in my arms, desperately trying to get down. "No, I'm not. I'm playing with my Legos. You go find out what it was, then come tell me."
Man, he's bossy.
"Fine."
I walked to the door of the basement, and sure enough, there was rustling coming from behind the door. I grabbed the nearest thing I saw, which unfortunately was just a broom, but cracked the door open.
The stairs were dark, so I tried the light switch. But, just my luck, it didn't work.
I opened the door wider, rays of light shining down, but not nearly enough for me to see everything I needed to. I grabbed a flashlight from a nearby drawer. I shone the light down the steps, taking my first one.
Our house is old, so every step creaked as I applied pressure. Now it knows I'm here. But then the worse realization hit me. What if it's not just one?
"Hello?" I called out nervously. More rustling.
I turned off the flashlight, letting the darkness consume me. I relied solely on touch, which worked pretty well, until I heard a loud crash.
"Dammit." Someone said. It sounded familiar, though.
A light switch flicked on.
In a room on my left, I saw six figures. One was big, too big to be human. Then I realized it wasn't. It was a robot. The next that stood was a very tall girl, approximately in her late teens, but everyone looked that way, too. Except for the robot, duh. The girl was wearing all yellow, which, you have to admit, looked very good on her. I started feeling jealous. Then, a shorter guy with dark skin and large muscles jumped up, helping up a very small boy who looked . . . even more familiar. The last two sitting on the ground, the robot picked up, setting them gently on the ground. The female just blew a giant pink bubble, while the boy dusted off his graphic tee.
"Man, that was awesome!" The boy with the graphic tee said.
"No it wasn't, Fred." The girl in yellow said. "We don't know where we are." She tuned to the large man with muscles. "Wasabi? You agree?"
The man known as Wasabi nodded. "Gogo? Do you know where we are?"
Gogo shook her head. "Hiro was the last one to touch it."
All eyes went to the little boy in the middle. He laughed slowly, shying away from all the eyes.
"Why you little-"
"We don't even know where we are!" The girl in yellow interrupted Gogo.
"Honey, please." Hiro said. "I'm sorry. I touched it, but I never changed the settings. I swear."
Before any of this could continue, I finally, truly recognized them.
Big Hero 6 was in my basement.
