Thanks for all the love received in the first chapter! I'm sorry for NOT UPDATING FOR A MONTH. I just had my Nursing Licensure Exam (State board for those in the states, and for those who don't know what that is yet, it's basically an exam that will, if I pass, let me become a registered Nurse), and I'm waiting for the results, which will be out by the end of June, hopefully. Until then, I am going to make it up to all of you and finish up Tomadashi Week (which is more belated than anything else).

NOTE: A combination of writing things and flashbacks is in this chapter. So you won't get confused, here's how it's going to go:

Italics are flashbacks.

Bolds are written words.

Anyway, here's day two of Tomadashi Week (aka the next day), with the prompt Memories.

Special Dedication to Ayin, who has helped me very much with this chapter

And didn't even realize it, because she is the the embodiment of Honey Lemon

And I when I have difficulty writing Honey Lemon, it is Ayin that I think about.

Special Dedication to Joshua, who also unintentionally helped me think up of GoGo's

Third memory; it was turning out horrid and then you posted that picture

And I thought - well. They could do that, too. So I erased the 3rd memory and replaced

It with what you see here.

(*)

Prompt 2: Memories

"I am such an idiot!" Tadashi wails, waving a blowtorch in the air.

Fred and Wasabi look at him as if he has another head growing out of his shoulder, and they shake their heads. Tadashi doesn't wail. He never wails. But there he was, wailing and acting like Hiro. "Dude. Don't do that with the blowtorch. I don't want to have to explain another fire to Callaghan," Wasabi points at him using a wrench.

Tadashi grumbles, and puts the blowtorch back on his work table. "She's ignoring me! I was such a..."

"Just chill, Tadashi," Fred says, reclining on his chair. "I'm sure something just came up-"

"Yeah, conveniently after I suddenly threw my brain out the window and kissed her on the forehead..." he shoots back, and rubs his forehead. "Jeez, I didn't know I could be so stupid."

"Isn't this supposed to be what the girl's doing?" Fred asked Wasabi out of the corner of his mouth. Wasabi grins.

"Totally."

"I can hear you two, you know," Tadashi snaps, making Fred and Wasabi flinch.

"Someone's out of character..." Wasabi sings innocently.

(*)

"I thought you were going to the lab today, GoGo!"

"I wanted to be a friend and accompany you to the doctor."

Honey Lemon has a knowing smile on her face, as the two sit in the waiting room. GoGo's arms are crossed firmly over her chest, mouth in a firm, straight line. "You're very tense," Honey Lemon speaks up.

"I hadn't noticed."

"There isn't a need to be rude, GoGo," Honey Lemon sniffs, and GoGo sighs, contrite.

"Sorry, Honey. I just... I'm kinda..." she shrugs.

"Confused? Nervous? Tense? Wondering what in the world to do next?"

GoGo narrows her eyes at her 'dear' friend, who looked more happy about this budding 'thing' that was going on between her and Tadashi. "...Yeah."

"Alright. So, here's what you're going to do." Honey Lemon reaches for her pink shoulder bag, and pulls out a yellow notepad, followed by a sparkly pink pen, which GoGo looks at with disgust. Completely ignoring GoGo's reaction to her stationary, Honey Lemon continues. "You will write the first three memories that come to mind when you think of Tadashi Hamada."

(*)

"The first three? Or the best three?" Tadashi clarifies, holding the legal pad that Wasabi hands over to him with both hands.

"First three," Fred pipes up from his couch, not looking up from his comic.

Tadashi narrows his eyes. "Is this a conspiracy?"

"No, nothing like that," Wasabi says hastily. "Not like I connived with Honey Lemon on this one, not at all."

"Right."

(*)

"And this is going to help me how?" GoGo rolls her eyes, subtly looking around for a pen that isn't 'sparkly pink'.

"Oh, you'll know how it helps by the time you're finished," Honey Lemon waves a hand in the air dismissively, just as a nurse comes out of the doctor's office with a clipboard and a pen, calling for the brunette. "See you, GoGo! You better have at least three when I get back."

(*)

"Now, just go to your cubicle so you can work things out," Wasabi says, gesturing with his hands. "I can't work with your confused thoughts messing up the vibe in here."

Tadashi shakes his head, and walks off, wondering why he agreed to this in the first place. Right. Because you need to collect your thoughts. Be still. Be cool. Like GoGo would say. Woman up! He stops his train of thought, smiles, and writes the first memory.

Woman Up

A sharp pain shoots up his arm, and he inhales sharply, biting his bottom lip while simultaneously running through a string of curse words in his mind. He brings his injured hand up to survey the damage, and winces at his bleeding fingertips. This was going to be the last time he tries putting his hand on the-

"I heard a girly squeal. What's going on?"

He groans and turns around to look at GoGo, who has a hand on her hip, shaking her head in annoyance. They've been working together in the same lab for a year, and she's already developed a habit of walking in on him while he works on his inventions."It's nothing, GoGo, I jus-" He pauses, and pouts. "I don't squeal!"

"Show me."

Knowing that she isn't going away until she gets what she wants, he brings up his right hand. "Oh, you just had to touch it, didn't you?" she clucks, making a 'tsk'-ing noise. She turns away abruptly, and rummages for something in one of Tadashi's drawers. She finally emerges with a small white box with a red cross on it.

He has an amused smile on his face. "You know first aid?"

She rolls her eyes. "Everyone needs to know how to heal their little cuts and scrapes, Hamada." She gestures at him to sit down on the floor, and once he's in place, she sits across from him, placing the first aid kit in front of them. She brings out little bottles of Hydrogen Peroxide, Betadine, cotton balls and assorted colored band-aids. "Alright, this is going to sting, so... Woman Up."

"Woman up?" it's the first time he hears the term, and she practically twitches in annoyance.

"I prefer 'woman up' to 'man up', because, you know, I am female," she stresses. "And I... Well..." she gently reaches for his hand, and places it on her knees, palm up as she starts her first aid. "I broke my leg when I was ten. I was on a bike."

He has a small smile on his face; she rarely opens up to him. Come to think of it, this is the first time she's opened up to him. "I can imagine that." She scowls, and (hopefully) unintentionally, pours an unusually large amount of Hydrogen Pyroxide on his fingers. He hisses. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Okay!"

"So anyway, I was hurt really bad, couldn't walk, and the medical team that responded to me was an all-female team. I thought, if they were strong enough to see me, with a really bad looking broken bone, I could be that strong, too. So I thought, woman up."

Tadashi smiles, looking down at her head, bowed down as she concentrates on cleaning up his scraped fingers. "Makes sense. I like it."

(*)

GoGo sits in the waiting room, pen poised over paper as she waits for a memory to grace her presence...

And it doesn't.

Why am I having such a hard time thinking up a memory? Why am I even taking this seriously? She scowls, and nearly gives up on the whole idea. It's this stupid pen. I can't write anything with it when it's so damn sparkly. She abandons the pen and places it in the middle of Honey Lemon's notebook, staring down at it balefully.

And then it hits her.

"It has to be here," she mutters, reaching inside her own bag. Her fingers close over smooth metal, and she practically sighs with relief as she brings out a beautiful silver fountain pen that has a few lines of white ink imprinted on it that are almost indecipherable, and writes down the first memory of Tadashi she can think of.

The Second Robotic Enthusiasts Convention

"Oh, I do wish you could join us, GoGo," Honey Lemon says softly, pausing by GoGo's hospital bed and patting her friends head softly.

"Let's stop talking about it. Okay? It's a stupid flu, I don't get why I have to stay in the hospital for-"

"It's not a flu, it's an on and off fever for five days that the doctor has to observe," Tadashi speaks up, and looks almost annoyed with her. "I'm not letting you come with us to REC."

"That's total bull!" GoGo growls, which then changes into a hacking cough. "Damn it."

Tadashi's face softens. "Look. There's going to be another convention. Just rest. Okay? I promise I'll bring you something."

GoGo sighs, resigned, even though she would let herself be rolled into the convention on a stretcher with her IV fluid attached. "Go and have fun, already."

Tadashi returns to visit her the next evening, a huge grin on his face. "Hey, how's the speedster feeling?"

"Doc says I can go home tomorrow." She snorts, and looks up at him. "The speedster?"

He shrugs. "I wanted to call you something cute." Both of them blush, and Tadashi immediately changes the topic. "So uhm, everything at the con was like really expensive, but I think I was able to get you something you might like..."

"You actually brought me something back?" She raises her eyebrows. She hadn't expected him to.

"Well, I promised, didn't I?" When she doesn't answer, he reaches into the pocket of his jacket and pulls out a shiny, silver fountain pen, and holds it out to her.

She reaches out and gets it from him, smiling at the feel of the cool metal against her fingers. In shimmering white letters, the words, 'Second Robotic Enthusiasts Convention' read out in neat print. "I bought you the pen because... Well besides everything being expensive, I... Er, it reminded me of you."

"Explain why a fountain pen would remind you of me." Her words sound offended, but her tone is gentle.

"Well... you appear cool, cold, aloof... But people often misunderstand that. Because to me you just... You shine."

She blushes, and turns her head to the side so he can't see her. "Idiot."

(*)

Tadashi twirls the pen between his fingers, wondering what he would think of next. When it came to GoGo, there were just so many memories he could think of, but none of them screamed out to him like Woman Up did.

And suddenly, the memory of her treating his cuts brings up another memory, one that brings both a warm smile and a deep red blush to his cheeks.

Unbeknownst to him, a few miles away, GoGo suddenly thinks of the same thing, and they write the same thing on different sheets of paper.

Test Ride #1

"I don't think this is a good idea," Tadashi tries telling her, following her out of the lab and into broad daylight.

"Still not gonna talk me out of this, Hamada."

"Come on, GoGo," Tadashi says, a bit more insistently. GoGo plows forth, wheeling her bike with mag suspension wheels, the first prototype, down the pavement. Her helmet is hanging off the handlebars, and she has a determined look on her face, which should have been the first sign to him that she wasn't going to listen to a word he'd say. "I still don't think the wheels will hold."

She continues walking. "That's why there are test drives, y'know."

He gives up and throws his hands up in the air. "You are going to kill yourself."

GoGo has the hint of a smile on her face. "That's why you're here, isn't it?"

She has him there - he knows she was going to go through with it anyway, and she knows that his knight in shining armor complex wouldn't allow him to leave her. They know each other too well. "Fine. Let's go through with the test drive. Don't come crying, though."

"I don't cry," she points out, and they finally reach their destination.

It's a long stretch of flat pavement that runs behind the school buildings, specifically where students can test out their inventions. GoGo has intentionally chose a time where she can have the entire area to herself, because her paranoia won't allow her to test drive her bike in front of people when she is 95% sure that she's going to fail this one.

Yes, both of them know that the possibility of this test drive being a successful one is slim. That's partially why he's here to spot her. The other reason is to offer support when her bike breaks. And another hidden motive is to show her that he can be there for her when she needs him.

By the time he's tuned back into the real world, GoGo has her helmet over her head, knee pads and elbow pads in place. She normally doesn't go overboard with the protective gear, but hey. It's the first test drive. "Ready, Hamada?" she asks, seeing if he's holding their video camera.

He holds a thumbs-up, and presses record. "First test drive for GoGo Tomago's bike, 5:42 in the afternoon. Go!"

GoGo sits easily on her bike, getting a feel of it. She presses down on the pedals, gently at first, and the bike moves forward. Tadashi watches her shoulders stiffen, and she leans forward over the handlebars - a sign that she's about to speed up.

And then she does, and she looks magnificent - the bike really is fast, just how she wanted it to be. She looks like she's flying at impossible speeds, and he can't help but be amazed... Until she turns.

Something goes wrong as she tries to veer a sharp left, and the front wheel suddenly dislodges, making the bike break harshly, tip forward, and send her flying.

His pulse quickens. "GoGo!" he cries out, quickly stopping the recording and rushing over to her. The bike is toppled over, but that's not his problem; GoGo is lying down on the pavement nearly two feet away from her bike.

"Well... That was stupid," she groans just as Tadashi reaches her.

"Are you okay?" he asks her in a panic, as she rolls over to her side, clutching her side. "Oh my God, did you break a rib?!"

She manages a chuckle. "Maybe just my pride, Hamada. Help me up?"

He doubtfully gets up first, and offers a hand. She gingerly gets up, and almost immediately falls back down again after putting her weight on her feet. Tadashi brings an arm around her waist, helping her; and making both of them blush. "Whoa, what's broken?" he asks.

"Should something be 'broken'?" GoGo asks, and carefully tries standing up again, placing most of her weight on Tadashi. (She honestly feels like nothing, seriously) "Oh, sh-"

Now Tadashi has both of his arms around her, now supporting her weight fully as she clings at him. "GoGo?"

Her breathing is shallow; she's obviously in pain. Her knuckles turn white as she grips at Tadashi's shirt, whether it's to stand up straight or distract herself from the pain, he's not sure. "I sprained my right ankle. I know what it feels like, it's happened before," she says in a rush. "And my left knee. There's something wrong with it."

Tadashi's about to lecture her, but he knows better. Instead, he bends down, and scoops her up in his arms, carrying her bridal style. She's in shock, and unable to protest as he begins walking to the nurse's office. "Ta-Tadashi! Put me down!" she squeaks.

"Come on, GoGo," Tadashi grunts, trying not to blush at the fact that she called him by his first name. "Make this easier for both of us. Hold on."

"But-but-but-"

"Don't be such a baby," he chides, smiling down at her.

"But... My bike..." she says softly, relaxing a bit.

"I'll message one of the others to get it for you," he says, planning to do so once they reach the nurse's office.

She's quiet, and continues to clutch at the front of his shirt. "GoGo, it would be easier for both of us if you'd just..." he blushes. "If you'd just wrap your arms around my neck."

"Uh-" She blushes as well, and adjusts her position and arms, which brings her closer to his face. "Like that?"

"Yeah..." he murmurs.

They continue on in silence, and finally GoGo speaks up again, although she doesn't look up at him.

"Hamada?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm... I'm glad I met you."

He smiles softly, his hold on her tightening slightly. "Me too, GoGo."

(*)

"One more to go." GoGo purses her lips and can't help but feel a bit... Happy that Honey Lemon had given her this assignment. Maybe she did like Tadashi more than 'a little bit'. Maybe she had liked him for a while. While she remembers her memories of Tadashi Hamada, her heart speeds up a little bit.

And it is that brief moment of tachycardia that GoGo pens in her last memory.

Mug Cake

"The last time I checked, the lab wasn't a kitchen," GoGo drawls as she walks in one Sunday morning to see Tadashi mixing things in bowls.

He offers a grin, gesturing for her to come over. "Thought I'd take advantage of the empty lab. Aunt Cass is always breathing down my neck whenever I try to bake something in her kitchen. She's convinced I'm going to explode it or something." He shrugs, and pours the mixture into two mugs.

GoGo can't help but smile at how adorable he looks; he's wearing a blue apron over his usual attire of a t-shirt and jeans, has a mug in his hands, and although the ingredients he's gathered look pretty basic (it doesn't look like he's going to whip up tiramisu or some other complex dessert), his face is a mess. There's flour on his forehead, and a hint of chocolate around the edge of his lips. This is a new side to Tadashi she hasn't seen before - baker Tadashi.

"And what are you baking for us today, Chef Hamada?" she asks, shrugging off her coat and standing next to him.

"The simple, yet gorgeous, mug cake," he says proudly, showing her two mugs; a pale lavender one and a bright red one, halfway full with a chocolatey concoction.

"I hope the other one's for me," she can only say, as Tadashi pops the two mugs in the lab's microwave.

"Of course it is, GoGo," Tadashi grins. "All you have to do is wait a couple of minutes."

As the microwave counts down to zero, GoGo's thinking that there's something wrong with this picture, she can't figure out what...

"So, I didn't expect you to be here," Tadashi comments, wiping his hands on the front of his apron.

"It was getting boring at home," GoGo replies, sitting down. Whatever's bugging her will come to her, eventually.

Tadashi sits down next to her, twiddling his thumbs. "So you come down here when you're bored?"

She nods. "There are better ways I can use my brain," GoGo says, and looks up at him. She snorts, and reaches a hand up to brush the flour off his forehead, pretending not to notice that his face is quickly turning pink. "Sorry, I can't take you seriously when you look like you just swam in a pool of raw brownie mix."

He rolls his eyes. "Thanks a lot, GoGo," he says, and reaches up to wipe his mouth. "Sorry for taste-testing the batter."

Their hands bump into each other, and now both of them are blushing, but unable to look away from the other. Suddenly, GoGo knows what's wrong. "Hamada... Why did you bring two mugs if you didn't know I'd be here today?"

He flinches, and GoGo knows she hit the nail on the head. "Hm. Actually... Well... That's a good question-"

The alarm for the microwave beeps just in the middle of his rambling, and Tadashi holds up a finger. "Just a minute."

GoGo fidgets in her seat while Tadashi stands up to get their mug cakes from the microwave, wondering what he's going to say when he gets back. He hands her the red mug and a spork (it is the only clean utensil he can find), smiling, and sits back down on his chair, the same utensil in his hand. "Shall we?" he asks, and she nods.

GoGo takes a bite, and suddenly feels like she's been brought up to heaven. "Oh, wow," she exclaims, and takes another bite. "Hamada, quit robotics engineering. Be a chef. Please."

He laughs. "You're right. It's pretty good."

"Pretty good? Are you serious? You're... You're like the Gordon Ramsay of baking." GoGo practically inhales her mug cake, and smiles contentedly when she's finished. Tadashi finishes his mug cake soon after. "Thanks," she says, smiling at him.

"To answer your question..." he says hesitantly, looking down at his mug. "I... Uhm... I brought two mugs with me because..."

"Because...?" she can't help but egg him on.

"I... I kinda hoped that you'd be here," he confesses, and finally looks at her.

"Well..." she fiddles with her thumbs, not knowing if what she says next is the right thing to say. "I'm glad I was here, then."

His smile is an answer enough.

(*)

Tadashi leans his head back against the wall, thinking of one last memory, so that he could finally get back to his normal routine. He didn't want to admit it to himself yet, but he had an inkling of a reason why he had this little project.

At the thought of the word project, he knows what his last memory is. It's probably his favorite, and he wonders why he just thought of it now.

Milk

"Oh my God, Hamada, just feed it already!"

"For the last time, GoGo, our baby is a girl-"

"It's a freaking doll, Hamada!"

"Be quiet!" Tadashi gets up to walk to the offending, wailing baby doll that is currently on the table in Tadashi's work space. He carries the doll gently, looking for the toy bottle that would the baby stop crying... For a half hour, anyway. He finally spots the bottle next to his toolbox, and soon enough, the baby is quiet.

GoGo sighs happily. "Finally."

"GoGo, I don't understand why you're so averse towards the idea of taking care of a baby doll." Tadashi tsks at her disapprovingly.

"I'm not a baby person, okay? I'm more of a dog person."

"Animals and people are different categories, GoGo." Tadashi sighs. They still had a week to go on this 'parenting project' that they were forced to complete together. GoGo had yet to even hold the baby (which they had named Milk, because GoGo said that it was what it craved for 24/7, anyway) or even feed her, which concerned Tadashi.

Although he didn't mind doing all the work in this particular project (it was basically taking care of Hiro all over again), it bothered him that GoGo had children issues. More specifically, baby issues.

"Meh. Same boat." She shrugs, and gets back to tinkering around with her bike. Tadashi sighs, and knows there's only one thing to do.

"I'm going to head back home for a while," he says, searching for his backpack.

"Mm-hm."

"I'll only be gone an hour."

"'Kay."

"I'm leaving Milk here."

"...WHAT?"

She is suddenly pale, although she looks furious. To any other person, she'd be scary, but to Tadashi... This just confirmed his suspicions.

She was scared of the baby. For unfathomable reasons.

"Look, I can't go home with Milk-"

"You've been doing that for the past three weeks!"

"Aunt Cass has relatives over-"

"But-but-but as long as you feed it, it won't make any noise!"

"Exactly."

GoGo crosses her arms stubbornly. "I'm not going to be stuck with it!"

"Too bad," Tadashi says, and leaves GoGo alone with baby Milk, to battle her personal demons.

He wasn't lying when he said that Aunt Cass had relatives over. When he arrived, it was like an entire army went to greet him at the door. He had planned on getting the blueprints he wanted from his room, probably just a quick hi-hello-goodbye to his relatives, and then he could go back to the lab. He hadn't counted on talking to each distant relative, and playing with his little cousins for a while. Tadashi wasn't a cruel person by nature, and had only intended to leave GoGo alone with Milk for an hour, tops.

It ended up being five, and he was sure that GoGo would have his head the minute he stepped through the door. As he walked up to SFIT, he turned on his phone, and winced at the messages.

GoGo: It's crying again. Where did you put the bottle.

GoGo: Never mind.

GoGo: It won't shut up.

GoGo: Hamada, it's almost an hour. You better be on your way here.

GoGo: Hamada.

GoGo: Where the heck are you?!

GoGo: It's crying again!

GoGo: I gave it the freaking bottle!

GoGo: HAMADA

And the text messages ceased an hour ago - he wonders what happened. "Oh, please don't let her throw Milk out the window, please," he mutters to himself.

But as he nears the sliding doors, he can hear a soft humming from the other side. Humming. He pauses just outside the door, hoping to get more of a glimpse of what's going on inside, but the doors slide open, leaving him vulnerable.

GoGo turns around, and he sees Milk nestled in her arms as she hums the baby doll to sleep. He doesn't know the song; all he knows is that GoGo's eyes definitely look softer than they've ever been, and that he wants to immortalize the picture of GoGo holding a baby in her arms-

And he turns red. Because there is no way on earth that he imagined having a life with GoGo. That's too much into the future for him.

She stops humming and approaches him, still holding Milk. "Hamada-"

"I'm sorry," he blurts out. "Relatives are relatives. They were like... Like... They had tentacles. And I couldn't get away."

"You're a family guy, I get it," she replies, no sense of anger in her voice. "I guess that's one thing I like about you..." she says even softer. They both blush.

Trying to move on, Tadashi speaks up. "How did you, uh... Manage?"

"Well..." her eyes narrow, and he catches a bit of her old self. "Milk wouldn't stop crying. And I gave her her bottle, and everything. And it was getting pretty annoying, so I... I sang it to sleep." Tadashi doesn't respond right away. "It worked, you know? I just did the first thing that came to mind but I..." She inhales deeply. "I want to apologize. I was... I'm really difficult when it comes to kids because..."

He's quiet, and looks at her. She's opening up to him; he loves it when she opens up to him, because he can understand her more. GoGo rarely apologizes, rarely explains herself... So he waits with baited breath with whatever she has to say.

"My mom is... I don't remember her taking care of me. There aren't any pictures of her holding me, no videos of her playing with me... My dad was always away. I don't have any other brothers or sisters, so I just..." she looks away, and stops unconsciously rocking Milk. "I don't know how to... Care."

There is a long moment of silence, and neither of them speak. And then Tadashi does the only thing he knows to do when Hiro's feeling down - He hugs her.

She fits perfectly, oh so perfectly, in his arms. His head rests on the top of her head, and he knows that this would be so comfortable... If it weren't for the plastic baby doll named Milk. "You care, GoGo," he says softly. "I know you do. You just express it differently."

Before she can say anything back, Milk suddenly bursts into an all out wail, making the two of them jump apart.

They stare at each other in surprise, and then smile.

"I'll feed her," GoGo says, before Tadashi can offer to do it for her.

"Okay."

(*)

"Are you done?"

Honey Lemon's voice startles GoGo, and she hurriedly rips out the paper where she's hurriedly scribbled three memories. "Huh? Uh. Yeah. Done."

The taller brunette has a huge grin on her face, one that rivals the Cheshire Cat. "Well?"

"It's... What am I supposed to say?" GoGo replies, annoyed.

"How do you feel?"

(*)

"I don't know what I feel," Tadashi mutters, as Fred and Wasabi watch him pace back and forth. "I know I'm over the 'You're such an idiot, Tadashi' phase. But what else am I supposed to feel?"

"Maybe... Uh... Less of an idiot?"

(*)

"I feel... Sad."

"Oh." Honey Lemon is surprised. She sits down immediately next to GoGo. "Well, uh, why on earth would you be sad? I thought you'd feel something else, like-"

"Sad because I have a feeling I've just taken him for granted all these years." GoGo drags a hand down her face.

(*)

"I think I haven't done enough," Tadashi stresses. "I've always given her little hints, watched from afar, but I have never actually said it."

"Well... Maybe you need to say it," Fred suggests, an easy smile on his face.

(*)

"Maybe... You two should talk. Maybe you need to tell him that." Honey Lemon smiles encouragingly, and gives GoGo a little hug. "Tadashi won't bite," she says.

"Ugh... This is why I hate feelings," she grumbles.

Honey Lemon laughs, but before she can reply, GoGo's phone beeps. GoGo raises an eyebrow, and reads the message.

Tadashi

I'm an idiot. Can we talk? Tomorrow?

Honey Lemon squeals loudly, making the other patients in the waiting room look at her. GoGo narrows her eyes, ignoring the blush rising rapidly on her cheeks. "Shut up," she scowls, and her thumbs hover over the keypad of her phone as she wonders what to reply next.

(*)

"Why do I have a feeling that the way we're acting right now is the way the girl's supposed to be acting?" Wasabi asks, as the three of the sit in a circle around Tadashi's phone.

"This is still cool, though," Fred grins. "This way, we can totally understand how girls work. And then we'll be able to snatch them off their feet."

Wasabi shrugs. "Fine."

The phone beeps, and Wasabi lets out a girly scream. Tadashi and Fred look at him, shake their heads, and then, Tadashi reaches for his phone.

GoGo

Yeah. Okay. Sure. You know where to find me.

"YES!"

(*)

Okay. Whew. That was incredibly long. 15 pages on my writer. Hah.

But you see, I wanted to make up for not updating for EVER. So I kinda snuck in five mini-shots inside this chapter, and because I was thinking about this chapter when I shouldn't have been, which was during class.

I think I might have made it a bit messier than usual, but oh, well. I'm very happy with the results.

Stay tuned for Day 3! Anyone excited?