GUESS WHO IS BACK
ME YES ME
So, I saw Big Hero 6... Guess who`s got a new obsession?
ME YES ME
So, Sally forth, ye readers.
Part one
Hiro groaned and rolled over. He usually awoke to the sound of his alarm (BRINGBADOOPEDOOP was what it said) on his phone. Or have his Megabot punch him in the face.
But neither of those things happened.
Odd, he decided. But not too odd for him to go downstairs and have some soft-serve ice cream for breakfast.
He stretched his arms over his head and then scratched his tummy. "Hey `Dashi, what do you want for..."
He cut himself off. No Tadashi to badger, no more contests to see who could eat more choco- brownie-chunk-road yogurt.
No more late night prank calls. No more late night talks about girls, or inventing machines and robots.
Hiro groaned and made a valiant attempt to rise. His feet planted on the hard and cold floor, but those roots didn`t get very far before he decided to say "How about no?" to that.
"How about no?" He mumbled, giving a slight chuckle to himself. He resumed staring at that same few boards in his vision and stared for a moment, a second, a minute, an hour, a year...
At least, it seemed that long.
He finally got the guts to stand upright and brave out the icy floor. As he stumbled to the bathroom, Hiro ran his tongue over his infamous (Cute, Cass called it. She thought it was cute.) tooth gap, wondering if it`d ever close up. Like, ever. Heck, he wasn`t eleven anymore, he wasn`t thirteen, or fourteen or fifteen.
Today, Tadashi would`ve been.. what? Twenty three? Twenty four? It hurt Hiro`s head to think about this... He groaned a bit.
Hiro picked up his toothbrush and applied a glob of toothpaste. It didn`t even look like an inanimate thing, it appeared to move like a deranged snail making a valiant attempt to bellydance.
It took him a second to realize he`d hit the little "On" button that made it vibrate.
Ah.
Hiro gave another grunt, then brushed his teeth. Back and forth, vrrrrt, vrrrt, whined the toothbrush.
Hiro picked up some clothes from the hamper that were limply slung over the edge of the laundry container and gave `em a big ol` sniff.
He revolted back in disgust, making a protesting "Plehhh," with his tongue hanging outta the side of his mouth.
Okay, those did not pass the sniff test.
He shuffled again, out of the tiled territory of his bathroom and back to the wooden wasteland of his crowded bedroom.
Well, it used to be Tadashi`s as well, he reminded himself.
He`d gotten over his state of the bleak going-through-the-motions depression, thanks to Baymax.
Speaking of Baymax...
"Hey, Baymax?" Hiro called. "Hm." He mumbled when no response came.
Hiro eventually realized what had happened, and he sighed.
He yanked on a fresh set of clothes, then paused before heading downstairs.
"Oh!" He verbally and almost shouted. Hiro backtracked to the mahogany table with a large mirror hanging above it.
He picked up the well-loved SFTI baseball cap.
He placed it on his head and glanced in the refection.
"Morning, Tadashi." He chuckled in spite of his eyes watering up. He had recovered from his grey depression, but he still got all sappy around memories. Like Tadashi`s favorite movies (The entire Space Heroes series; Captain Ryan was their favorite character.) or favroite books (Tadashi read in his free time, things like The Scarlet Pimpernel or The Outsiders) or even Tadashi`s favorite smells (Like caramel. Tadashi loved the smell of Honey Lemon, but Hiro didn`t quite sob at that...)
Hiro adjusted the cap. He winked at himself. "Hello, Hiro." He attempted the deep voice that Tadashi may`ve had today.
He kissed the mirror once for his brother, twice for his Mom, and a third for his Dad.
Hiro Hamada then inhaled and walked down the stairs to the welcoming scent of bagels and coffee: The Lucky Cat Cafe.
So, Yay or Nay? Please tell me! Thanks for reading!
-K24601