It was only two days since Hiro found out the truth. He hadn't left his room once. It was like seeing Tadashi die all over again. He didn't want to eat, sleep, talk; he didn't want to do anything. Even Baymax couldn't coax Hiro out of bed with his constant ranting about how he needed to eat and have a healthy diet or get some exercise.
Hiro, sitting on top of his blankets, tossed the baseball over and over again, bored out of his mind. Baymax stood in his charging station on the other side of the room, hidden behind the paper screen that covered Tadashi's room and using his thermal camera to stare at Hiro as he waited for his next command. The only time Baymax ever said anything was every five hours when he reminded Hiro it was time for him to eat. When he asked why Hiro wanted him to stay hidden in Tadashi's old room, Hiro only said he needed some space, which Baymax thought was a good idea for his recovery. He would have deactivated a long while ago when Hiro told him he was satisfied with his care, but Baymax's scanners knew that it wasn't true.
Tadashi really did think of everything.
Hiro caught the ball one last time before he let it roll out of his hand and fall to the floor as he laid his head against his pillow, just as his Aunt entered the room with Mochi trailing right behind her. "Hey honey," she said softly, "how ya holdin' up?"
"Fine, I guess," Hiro answered, still staring at the ceiling.
Cass didn't know what to think of it. Hiro seemed to be getting better just a couple weeks ago, then all of a sudden he just looked empty again. She was grateful that he at least ate, unlike how it was when Tadashi died. "You know, the next time you decide not to go to class you might want to let your teachers know."
"I told my friends," Hiro responded. "They should take care of it for me."
It pained Cass to see Hiro like this. She tried everything she could think of to make him feel better, but he wouldn't say what was wrong. She could only assume it was a relapse of what he felt when his brother died since he finally started going to the school. "You know, it might do you some good to go and see those friends of yours. I'm sure they could help you."
"They've sent me some texts."
"And what did you do?"
"I texted them back."
"So what did they say?"
Hiro shrugged. "They just wanted to know what's up, when I was coming back, just things like that."
"Well, that's good," Cass stated with a nod and placing her hands in her pocket. "Well, I'm making a fresh batch of doughnuts downstairs if you want some." Hiro said nothing. "Fresh frosting and everything. I can make whatever kind you like." Cass didn't know exactly what was going on with Hiro, but that didn't stop her from trying any method she could think of to help him feel better. Whether it be space, food, maybe even taking days off from work just to spend time with him if she had to, she didn't care. She just wanted to see her nephew smile again. She sighed as she looked back at the stairs where Mochi sat.
"Well," she said as she looked back at Hiro, "you'll know where I'll be if you need me." She started back for the stairs, looking down at the cat as she sighed once more.
"Hey, Aunt Cass?" Hiro called out, much to her surprise.
She quickly turned around and asked optimistically, "Yes?"
"C-can I have a lemon glaze one? With those white frosting stripes?"
"With or without sprinkles?"
Hiro paused before he finally made eye contact with his aunt and gave her a hopeful smile, "Surprise me?"
"Sprinkles it is!" she exclaimed as she went down the stairs, Mochi looking at Hiro and mewing once before following Cass.
Hiro kept his smile for a few moments after his aunt had left the room before sinking into his pillow. Aunt Cass may have thought she wasn't the best parent, but Hiro knew for a fact that she was great at cooking. He could already taste the doughnut melting in his mouth.
"Hiro," Baymax called out from behind the screen.
"If you're gonna say anything about me eating then don't worry, I think Aunt Cass' doughnuts work just fine. Sugar is part of a balance diet after all," Hiro stated with a sarcastic tone.
Baymax moved the screen slowly out of his way and blinked before responding, "That is true. But that is not what I was going to say."
"Well then what were you gonna say this time, Baymax?"
The robot stepped out of Tadashi's room and walked over to Hiro's bed. "I think it is best that you contact your friends. I'm sure they want to talk and be with you in this time of need."
"Not now, Baymax."
"I highly recommend you go outside and get some fresh air. Would you like to go flying? Flying makes your neurotransmitter levels increase greatly."
Hiro shook his head as he propped himself up on his bed. "No thanks buddy. I'm just not in the mood right now."
Baymax said nothing for a short moment, looking around the room for something that he thought might cheer Hiro up. "I would like to help you, Hiro. Is there anything I can do?"
"You can go help Aunt Cass in the kitchen. See if she needs help making those doughnuts." Of course, when Hiro said that, Baymax immediately began walking towards the stairs, fully intending to do as Hiro asked and help his aunt in the kitchen. "Woah! Woah there big guy. I was just joking."
"Oh," Baymax said as he turned around. "Is it another expression?"
"Nnnot exactly. J-just forget it," Hiro explained as he moved and sat on the edge of his bed, looking at his computer and wondering if he might be able to distract himself that way. "Just, do whatever you wanna do, Baymax."
"I want to help you."
"Then just, be quiet for a bit. Okay?"
"I have been quiet. But if you want me to be quiet some more, if you think it will help, then I will." Baymax started to walk back towards his station as Hiro got out of his bed and sat down in front of his computer. Moving his mouse and making the screen come to life, Hiro first looked at his emails and saw nothing of interest. Before he could do anything else, he noticed his phone blinking with a bright green light, the light that showed he had a text message he hadn't opened. Turning on his phone, he saw an old message from Gogo that he had received twenty four minutes ago.
Though he could guess what was inside, he grabbed his phone and opened the message anyways. The message read as:
Hey Hiro.
I know what you're going through alright? We all do. We need to meet up. All of us. Honey said she found something earlier that you need to see. I'm on my way to go see what it is now. We'll be at your place later to talk. I'd put pants on if I were you.
Hiro was hoping that they would text again when they were on their way so he could let them know that he wasn't particularly in the mood to be with any of his friends at the moment. Turning his phone off and looking back at his computer, Hiro was interrupted by Baymax calling out to him.
"Hiro, did you invite your friends?" he asked.
"No," Hiro answered, swirling his chair around to look at Baymax as he looked out the window, "why?"
Baymax placed his finger on the window as he pointed and answered, "They are pulling up in a pink car."
"Who is it?" Hiro asked as he got up and quickly walked to the window.
"Wasabi, Honey, and Gogo."
Hiro looked out the window and watched as he friends stepped out of the car and walked as fast as they could to the entrance of the café, Fred awkwardly climbing out of the car and running to catch up.
"Oh look. It's Fred!"
"Yeah, I can see that," Hiro said as he moved to the stairs, walking down them and reaching the top of the next flight of stairs as he heard his friends enter the café. He heard his aunt welcome them, each of them returning her 'hello'.
"Is Hiro upstairs?" Wasabi asked.
Hiro hoped his aunt would say no, knowing how upset he was. He should have known better though, his aunt was always one to want the best possible thing for him.
"He's, uh, he's upstairs. I'll go get him."
"That's okay, Aunt Cass!" Hiro called out from the top of the stairs. Gradually, Hiro descended the steps and looked at his friends, giving them a forced smile as he waved to them. "Hey guys," he welcomed.
"Hiro!" Honey exclaimed, taking a couple steps towards him and having to stop herself from running up the stairs and giving him a hug. "H-how are you?"
"I'm good," Hiro answered.
Gogo held up a flash drive as she took a step towards the stairs. "We've got something you might want to see."
"Can it wait?"
"I'm gonna go ahead and say 'no'," answered Wasabi.
Hiro looked at his friends and sighed, knowing he couldn't just say no, and not just because he would more than likely get some kind of lecture from Aunt Cass. They all went through the same thing he went through after all, and if they thought that whatever they had for him was important, then the least Hiro could do was give them his attention. Hiro turned around and waved his hand as he said, "Come on. My room's up here."
"Don't get too loud," Aunt Cass told the group as they all walked in a line up the stairs. "I just got done cleaning this place and I'd prefer it not be a pig sty when you leave."
"I don't think vacuuming just the carpet in the living room and doing the dishes counts as cleaning Aunt Cass!" Hiro called out as his friends followed him. Hiro didn't need to turn around to know that Wasabi was having a mini panic attack for fear that the place Hiro and his aunt lived in was an actual pig sty. Lucky for him the living room was actually very well kept.
Hiro led his friends up to his room, looking around and feeling a little embarrassed at the small mess that was known as his room. The mess itself was only an unmade bed, a few scattered clothes, a cluttered desk, and a few other knick knacks here and there. There was plenty of room to move around in the room and not trip over anything and while the rest of the group had no problem with it, Wasabi had to keep his mouth shut when he saw a hamper filled with dirty clothes and even more clothes piled right next to it.
"Hello Gogo. Fred. Honey Lemon. Wasabi. How are you?" Baymax greeted the group, each of them returning his hello. "You all seem to be in good health since we last met. Have you been taking the news well? My sensors indicate that you seem…nervous, and…anxious. What seems to be the trouble?"
They said nothing at first, but Honey, eager to not let the silence drown them out, quickly stepped forward and answered, "Oh, we're fine, Baymax. Thank you. We just saw something a little, uh, interesting is all."
Hiro leaned against his desk, propping himself up on his elbow as he looked at his friends. "Alright, what's so important?"
Gogo showed him the flash drive again. "This."
"A flash drive?"
"We went back to the island to see if there was anything else we missed," Gogo continued, "Well, by 'we' I mean Fred gave me a ride in his chopper and I looked around the place for a bit. Those computers were broken but we managed to find the hard drive. It had a ton of stuff saved on there." Gogo didn't voice it, but part of her was hoping that she might have found Tadashi there.
Hiro reached out for the flash drive. "Ooookay," he said as Gogo handed the shining piece of plastic to him. "So, what exactly did you find?"
"Callaghan," answered Fred.
"Callaghan?" Hiro repeated. "What's he got to do with any of this?"
"Just watch," said Gogo as she nodded towards Hiro's laptop.
Wasabi took a couple steps closer to Gogo and leaned forward, whispering and hoping Hiro couldn't hear him. "This is crazy. Can't we just tell him?"
"Tell him what?" she responded. "We're not even sure of what it is."
"Then how can you know it's that important?"
"I don't know, okay? I just do. Call it...call it a hunch."
"We're scientists. We don't have hunches!"
As the two bickered, Honey moved to Hiro, waiting for the flash drive to load on his computer. "How've you been doing?"
Hiro didn't know how to answer that honestly, so all he did was keep his eyes focused on the screen and answer, "I dunno. Okay, I guess."
Honey wanted to believe him, but she knew that he was just saying that so she didn't worry even more about him than she already was. "You sure?" she urged. "I mean, we'd understand if-"
"Let's just," Hiro interrupted before he sighed and continued, "let's just not talk about it right now if that's okay."
"Hiro, I hate to tell you, but I don't think that's going to happen." She hated that she had to tell him that, but it was the truth. They were all there; they all saw the man behind the kabuki mask. It was something they had to discuss sooner or later. And truth be told, Honey preferred that it be sooner than later.
Twenty-eight. Twenty-nine. Thirty. Tadashi jumped down from the bar and rolled his shoulders as he breathed deeply. Rubbing one bicep, he moved over to the table and grabbed his water bottle, taking a quick drink before he grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his neck. His sweat soaked shirt had been tossed aside just a few minutes ago and if it wasn't for the fact that the sweat was making the fabric stick to his shirt, he would have kept it on the whole forty-five minutes.
He wiped his forehead as he sat in the chair and took in several deep breaths, ending his workout for the day. As he did so, his hand rubbed against the burnt and deformed part of his face, pulling slightly at the upraised skin and causing him a slight bit of discomfort. He had to stop himself from looking up and staring at the mirror at the other side of the room. He had come to hate his appearance after Callaghan told him how he had gotten that way. He could picture himself with a normal face, a face that wasn't as hideous and deformed as his. If it wasn't for the fact that people would more than likely get uncomfortable and try to get away whenever they saw him in public, he'd ask Callaghan for some time off and actually go out. Get some fresh air. But he knew he'd say no, and not just because of how he looked, but that he was supposed to be kept hidden at all costs unless he was wearing his mask.
As Tadashi touched the normal side of his face and wiped his other hand on his black shorts, Callaghan knocked on the door and entered the room, holding a coffee cup in one hand and placing his other in his pocket. "Get a good workout?" he asked.
"Yes," Tadashi answered.
"Good. You should rest now. You're going to need it." Callaghan stepped over to the other side of the table and set his cup down. "Tomorrow, we continue with the plan."
"What will I have to do?" Tadashi asked, adjusting himself and sitting up straight as he awaited his orders.
Callaghan smiled as he leaned on the desk and went on to explain. "I think it's time we hit the final phase. All of the necessary parts have been collected, and the man responsible will be out in the open tomorrow when he unveils his new building. That's when we attack."
"We?" Tadashi inquired.
"Yes. You'll continue with your part, but as for me, I've made a few changes. I'll explain more tomorrow." Callaghan moved away from the desk and began walking towards the door. "I'll bring your dinner in shortly."
Tadashi said nothing, but instead wiped his forehead again as he leaned forward, placing his arms on his knees and using his towel to wipe off his bare shoulders.
"Oh, and one more thing," Callaghan said, standing in the doorway. "Answer something for me, would you?"
Again, Tadashi said nothing and only looked at Callaghan as he awaited his questions.
"Who are you?"
"Yokai. I was in a fire. Everyone thinks I'm dead, and it needs to stay that way."
"What is your purpose?"
"To help you build a machine to get back at Krei."
"And while doing this, what are your rules?"
"Don't be seen without the mask. If I am seen, take out anyone who saw me. If they say they know me, they're lying and are trying to get me to stop helping you. I am dead and should stay dead."
"Good," Callaghan complimented with a nod. "Remember that and we'll hopefully have no more mishaps like we did last time."
While Tadashi was told that he was seen the last time he was out, all he could remember was their face and that they thought they knew him. They called him a weird name, a name he didn't recognize. Callaghan would only say that they were the enemy and that they had to be stopped. "Sir?" Tadashi asked as he stood from the chair.
"Yes?" Callaghan responded as he was about to leave.
"This man, Krei, what exactly did he do?"
Callaghan was instantly reminded of the last time he ever held his daughter, the last time he ever talked to her. "Nothing you need to concern yourself with. All you need to know is that he's a terrible man. He's hurt people, Yokai. And I'd bet my life that he'd do it again without so much of a second thought."
That wasn't enough. Tadashi needed to know more. "I-I get that, I do. But sir, I need to know what this man did. I-If I'm going to help you get rid of him, I need to know what he did to justify this."
Callaghan was beginning to get annoyed with Tadashi's curiosity. Still, it wasn't something he knew he could rightfully get mad at. The boy was a morally good person in his past life; his conscience was more than likely eating at him. He supposed that the boy could know at least a little. Just enough that he would know what he was doing was right.
"The man is a killer."
"A killer? Who'd he kill?"
"Someone close to me. Someone close to a lot of people. He'd say he wasn't responsible but in the end it was his choices and poor judgment that led to her death." Callaghan bit his lip, remembering the last time he saw his daughter smile. Krei took everything away from him, and now it was time to take it back. "By doing this, we're going to avenge her death and show him what it's like to lose someone you care about. We take care of that stupid complex of his. Then, I'll take care of him personally." Callaghan paused for a short moment before he asked, "Is that enough justification for you, Yokai?"
Tadashi didn't know what to say at first, but he did get his answer. "Yes sir," he answered. "Wait," he quickly said, reaching out for the older man. "The girl. What was her name? Can I at least know that?"
Callaghan thought about it for a moment, but in the end decided that her name wouldn't hurt anything. "Abigail. Her name was Abigail."
Tadashi breathed a sigh of relief as he nodded to his master. "Thank you, sir."
Callaghan returned the nod and glanced out the door before looking back at Tadashi and saying, "Go clean yourself. I'll bring you your food soon. Then you should rest. Tomorrow is going to be a very important day, Yokai. For both of us."
As Callaghan left the room, Tadashi went back to the table and grabbed his wet shirt off of the table and tossed it aside to the pile of other clothes he had worn. Callaghan didn't offer him much, but three meals a day, some clothes, and a private room with a bed, a place for him to work out, and a bathroom were all that Tadashi really needed to feel at home. Though something about this place never did seem to strike him as 'home', though he couldn't tell what it was. Tadashi did wonder however what Callaghan would do with him after they took care of Krei, but it didn't matter. All he knew was that Callaghan was there to help him. He offered him food, clothes, and shelter. Callaghan was, as far as Tadashi knew, the only person he could consider to be his family.
Hiro sunk in the back of his chair, pushing himself away from the desk as he minimized the tab and closed the video. No one was saying anything. All Hiro could hear was breathing. He didn't yet understand the importance of the video, but he at least now knew what happened to the project that Tadashi was trying to rebuild. "Okay, so how is this important again? What does Callaghan have to do with any of this?"
"Well," Honey spoke up, "we all thought maybe Tadashi was working for Krei, right? To rebuild the machine?"
"Yeah?"
"We think it might not be Krei."
Hiro thought about what Honey said for a moment, glancing back at the screen as he tried to make sense of it. "You think it might be Callaghan?"
Honey shrugged, not saying anything.
"Callaghan's dead, Gogo," stated Hiro.
Wasabi stepped forward. "Well it does make sense. I mean, he lost his daughter. I'd want to get back at Krei too if I was him."
"Okay, fine, Callaghan started the fire to try to kill Krei, maybe; but what about Tadashi?" Hiro asked, standing up and moving his chair to the side. No one answered, much to Hiro's dismay. "Come on you guys! Tell me you didn't come all this way just to show me this! So what, Callaghan lost his daughter, but then why was Tadashi wearing that suit, using my microbots, and trying to kill us?"
The group looked at one another, not knowing what to say. They all understood Hiro's aggravation, but none of them could offer anything than a simple shrug or even an apology for Hiro's loss.
Hiro's hand started to clench into a tight fist, biting his bottom lip as he waited for answers that never came. "Well? I'm waiting!" he finally stated. "Any ideas will work just fine you guys! If anyone, anyone, has an idea why my brother didn't know who I was, who any of us were, and tried to kill us I'd be happen to listen!" Hiro could feel the tears starting to form. He hoped that if he was to cry, he'd be able to hold his tears back until his friends left. He didn't want them to see him like this.
"Uuuhh, welllll," Fred dragged out, everyone quickly turning to look at him. Once he noticed everyone's eyes glaring right at his, he immediately took a step back and waved both of his hands dismissively. "You know what, forget it. It's nothing."
Gogo shook her head as she responded, "Oh come on! At least you're speaking up! We've got nothing!"
Fred didn't want to speak his idea, knowing that it was a ridiculous one and that there was a good chance he was wrong, but when he looked at Hiro and saw his eyes filled with depression and loss and overall looking as if he had lost all hope, he had to say something. "Well, Callaghan died in the fire right?"
"Yeah?" Wasabi asked.
"Well, what if he didn't?"
As Fred expected, the room was silent.
"Okay, hear me out on this one," Fred continued as he counted his points on his fingers, "someone started that fire, right? And Callaghan and Tadashi we thought died, right? Well, Tadashi's alive…apparently. So why not Callaghan?"
Again, no one made a sound, though they did look as if they were thinking Fred's idea over.
As Fred saw it, it looked as if everyone was wondering why Fred would even suggest such an idea. "Yeah, alright, I know. Not my best idea."
"No!" Gogo interrupted, holding out a hand to stop Fred. Her finger started to wag as she connected the dots, seeing where Fred was going with his idea. "No, no, no, that could be it," she whispered. "Okay, so both Callaghan and Tadashi survived the fire, right?"
The rest of the group nodded in agreement as she went on.
"Okay, okayokayokay, so-so what if, Callaghan started the fire, got Hiro's microbots and Tadashi went in to save him. Callaghan got Tadashi, and did something so that they survived the fire and got out before anyone saw them. Callaghan made more microbots and since he didn't want to be caught, he's using Tadashi as his cover." Gogo stopped her rambling, thinking everything over once more now that she had said it out loud.
"That still doesn't explain the memory loss," stated Honey.
"Well I don't know how to explain that! It was just an idea!" Gogo reiterated, placing one hand on her hip.
"It does make sense though," Wasabi assured. "Not a lot of sense, I mean, it doesn't explain his memory loss or why Callaghan would use Tadashi in the first place, but it does make some sense."
"It's enough for me," Hiro said, looking over to Baymax. "You ready to go after this guy, buddy?"
"I am ready. Just as soon as we all put on our protective armor," Baymax answered.
Honey quickly stepped forward and placed a comforting hand on Hiro's shoulder. "Hiro, wait, let's think this through. We don't know where Tadashi is, we don't even know if Callaghan really is involved in any of this."
Wasabi folded his arms as he started to pace by the foot of Hiro's bed. "She's right. It's just an idea."
"Well it's the only idea we have! And we can't just stand here and do nothing, can we?" Hiro asked. "We've got to find him! We've got to make him remember us!"
"Listen, Hiro," Honey spoke softly, "we want to find Tadashi just as much as you do. Believe me, we do. But we can't just go out and look for him at any random warehouse in the city. We'd probably never find him. And even then, we'd probably just lead him right to the city."
"Well that's a good idea, right?" asked Fred. "We get his attention, we can talk to him, solid plan, right?"
Honey didn't look back to Fred as she replied, "It's really not." She looked back to Hiro as she continued, "Even if we did get Tadashi out in the open, we don't know what kind of damage he'd do or how many people he'd put in danger. Even if we did get him out in the open there's no way of knowing if he'd listen to you. To any of us."
Hiro didn't know what to do now. Aggravated as he was, Hiro had only one thing on his mind. Tadashi. He had to see him. He absolutely had to talk to him, even if it was to just look at him and hope that just seeing his younger brother would bring back some memory. "Well we have to try! We can at least do something!"
"Hiro," Gogo said, "we're not going to sit here and do nothing forever. We just need to be patient. All we can do for now is wait until he shows up again, and then we go after him." She looked around the room to the rest of her friends as she went on, "Let's just keep our eyes and ears open. News stations, radio reports, police scanners, anything we can use to know whenever Tadashi shows up. Until then, we can't go back to the island or that warehouse. Tadashi's smart; he knows we'd look there again."
"Unless," Fred interjected, "he knows that we know that he's that smart. So he'd stay there knowing that we would know that he's too smart to stay there when in actuality he really is smart enough to stay there while we're dumb enough to think otherwise and think he's not that smart."
The group only looked at Fred with blank and emotionless faces.
"What?" Fred asked.
"Aaaaanyway," Wasabi said as he slowly looked away from Fred and went back to his own thinking, "Gogo's right. We need to keep our eyes out for anything suspicious."
"Like what?" asked Honey.
Baymax raised his finger as if he was about to make a very valid point in this argument. "I have just scanned for Tadashi. I found no result. But if it would help, I can use my scanners to look for Tadashi every ten minutes."
"Five," Hiro said, standing up and moving back to his desk and sitting down in his chair.
"If you think that would be better, then I will scan for Tadashi every five minutes. I can also listen to the police scanner frequencies and be notified whenever someone with the description of Tadashi has been reported."
Gogo nodded, thinking it was a solid enough plan. "Good thinking Baymax."
"How could he not find Tadashi?" Honey asked her friends. "I thought his scanners could go for miles."
"Tadashi must be hiding somewhere Baymax can't see him," Wasabi answered.
As Hiro sat in his chair, he tried to think about what he might say or even do once he saw Tadashi again. Other than try to not get killed, all he knew he could do was try to get Tadashi to listen to him for even just a few minutes. Hiro knew that if he could just get his attention for that long then he was sure to get Tadashi to remember something. Any memory, no matter how small, would be immensely helpful in restoring Tadashi to his former self.
"Hiro?" Honey asked, Hiro looking up at his friend as she gave him a hopeful smile. "It's gonna be okay."
Hiro once again tried his hardest not to let his tears start to fall in front of his friends, though he had a feeling that they all felt like shedding a tear or two for their fallen friend as well. "I just want him back," Hiro said.
"We all do," Wasabi answered, kneeling down beside the chair and putting his hand on Hiro's shoulder, trying his best to reassure him that he wasn't going to go through this alone. "We'll get him back. Trust me. We're not gonna give up."
"It just doesn't make any sense!" Hiro exclaimed. "How could he not remember me? Remember any of us? How did he survive? How did he get my microbots? Why is he trying to rebuild Krei's machine?"
Wasabi shook his head. "I don't know what to tell you. All I know is that we're going to find out one way or another. But first thing's first," Wasabi looked to his friends as he continued, "we need to get through to Tadashi."
"How?" Hiro spat. "We don't know if he'll listen to us! What are we supposed to do? Hold him down and hope he'll actually pay attention to us?"
"If that's what it takes," Gogo answered.
"Hiro, I promise you, I'll force Tadashi to sit down just long enough so I can wrap him in a whole roll of duct tape if I need to so he'll listen to you," Fred reassured.
Hiro rolled his eyes as he smiled. "Thanks, Fred," said Hiro. He looked around the room to rest of his friends and gave them a small nod, "Thanks, guys. For-for everything."
"Hey, what are friends for?" Gogo remarked with a smirk.
"Is it time for another…group hug?" Baymax inquired, holding out his arms in preparation should the answer be yes.
While Hiro was about tell Baymax the answer was 'no', Honey had already stood up and gave Baymax the hug he asked about. "I'll take that hug, big guy," she giggled.
Hiro looked past his friends and at the screen that covered Tadashi's room. He didn't know how they were going to do it, but he was certain that one way or another they were going to get Tadashi to listen to them; even if it meant having to take a few punches. But Hiro was willing to go through any of the pain he might get. He had to. For Tadashi.
Holy CRAP people really seemed to like this! Well, a promise is a promise. People seemed to like this, they faved it, followed it, so I guess I have no choice but to continue this thing. And I'm not complaining either, this fic is actually kind fun! I still need to think of a definite ending and figure out how I'm going to get there, but in the meantime I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
Reviews/comments are always welcome!
