'Ello dudes!
I greatly apologize for how long the hiatus is on my Gravity Falls fanfiction. I'm warning you right now that the hiatus may be a bit longer until further notice, and to please, please, PLEASE just wait patiently.
So, now that I got that out of the way, I'm just writing this Big Hero 6 fanfiction as a one-shot! I know not many of you may know this, but I am a HUGE Big Hero 6 fan! I have watched it more than 3-4 times! I'm sorry, but I cannot and will not get over it. I ALMOST CRIED WHEN TADASHI DIED AND BAYMAX WAS LEFT BEHIND AND LET HIRO AND ABIGAIL GET TO SAFETY! THE FEELS ARE REAL!
This is probably not going to be a story since this is based on when Tadashi and Hiro were young. The rest of the story is, well, the whole movie. I just decided to cover on the way how I thought Hiro's parents died and how they moved in with Aunt Cass. There will be some Tadashi P.O.V. and Hiro's P.O.V., and sometimes even Aunt Cass' P.O.V.
THIS IS FOR ALL THOSE WHO LOVE BIG HERO 6! HOPE Y'ALL ENJOY IT!
Tadashi put his hand over his mouth and sighed. "What would mom and dad say?"
"I don't know. They're gone. They died when I was three, remember?"
Remember?
Tadashi and Hiro's father P.O.V.
Year 2000
I was waiting anxiously in the lobby, my elbows propped up on my knees with my hands holding my head. I could hear Tadashi playing around with his toy robot and a Barbie doll that lacked two legs. I could hear him whispering to the Barbie with his toy robot that everything is going to be okay, that he wasn't going to give up on her "surgery" to attach her legs back. I almost chuckled if it weren't for the anxiety weighing down on me.
The doctor had come and stated that Emiko was in critical condition. That there was a 86% chance she probably wouldn't survive the birth of our new baby. I could only hang on to the lonely and lower digits of that 14% chance. I could only pray.
It almost breaks my heart to know that here I am, suffering under the huge weight of 86, and Tadashi is playing carefully with a toy robot and a Barbie doll as if nothing could ever bother him. As if there was no scorching heat in the situation at the moment.
That's because he didn't know. He wouldn't understand.
I sighed and put a hand over my mouth, small tears streaming down my face. Why am I still holding on to the 14%? Why didn't I just accept the fact that she might as well die giving birth? Why wouldn't I be able to listen to the wailing cries of the baby with the mother dead, holding him tight in her dead and cold arms?
Because the pain would be unbearable if she were to die. I love her too much. I would lose a companion, a friend who has always encouraged me to do better than my own abilities or talents. The only one who has ever understood me.
I hear the clicking of heels against the plain white tiles of the hall, and immediately I react. I jump up, only to come face-to-face to the doctor, trying to read his expression, his features, of any sign that could signify the death of a wife or the birth of a new child with the wife.
He first glanced at Tadashi and smiled as Tadashi was able to repair the Barbie doll, using his assistant, Baimay (or Baymax? I really didn't know). The doctor broke his gaze away from Tadashi and stared right into my eyes. My body was trembling with anticipation and I was crumbling under the painful weight of anxiety just reaching out to claw out my heart-
"We have successfully gave birth to your child. A boy. Emiko is well, and she's peacefully resting for a while. During her rest, we suggest that you do not disturb her, and we will bring the child to you after he has been washed out of all blood."
My body was soaked in relief. Anxiety left my shoulders, and the relief that spread over my body went to fill up my eyes, and tears of joy, thankfulness, and amazement began to run down my cheeks.
Tadashi, at the sound of having a little brother, grabbed Baimay and left the repaired Barbie doll on the floor. He waved good-bye to the doll and grabbed my hand with his small one.
As soon as we arrived in the room, I could already hear the steady breathing of Emiko as I sat down adjacent to her bed. I put my hand on her forehead and brushed her glossy, black hair out of her eyes. I leaned down and kissed her forehead, and I received a quick smile from her as she still slept.
The nurse came and in their arms was a small, beautiful baby boy, with the same glossy, black hair as mother, and his small eyes were closed, as was his small, chubby little fists. He was sleeping as well.
The nurse leaned down and set the baby right into my arms. My body exploded with warmth and compassion for the baby, and I couldn't believe he was mine. He's a miracle baby. He's my miracle baby. God was generous enough to give me this child, and he was kind enough to.
That's it. Generous.
"Emiko," I whispered. "Emiko, wake up."
Emiko rubbed her eyes and sighed as a small smile crept up her face once more. She blinked at me and her face beamed the moment she set eyes on the baby. She reached for the baby and I let her take it, and she readjusted the blanket holding the baby and held it closer in her arms. Tadashi leaned forward from the side of the bed to have a closer look at his new little brother, and he danced around saying,
"I'm a big brother! I'm a big brother!"
I chuckled and I could barely hear the small whisper that came out of Emiko.
"What is going to be his name?"
I watched as the baby yawned and opened his eyes to reveal dark brown eyes, the same as mine.
I leaned in and whispered back,
"Hiro."
Sorry dudes, but here's when I'm going to have to cut it short. This is probably going to be a three-to-four chapter story because if I write all of this as a one-shot, it'll be waaaayyyyy too long. In addition, I'm going to travel tomorrow early in the morning, so I won't be able to update for a few days. I promise that as soon as I return, I will update this one and probably the Eternal Dreams one as well.
If any of you, and I mean ANY of you, have any suggestions on fanfictions I should write or what fandoms I should join, I'd love to know in the reviews below! Love y'all! Say bye,bye, Baimay.
Baimay: I am Baymax, your personal, healthcare companion.
Okay, alright, don't hurt yourself Baimay, you're still a little, tiny, Baimay.