Chapter: 4

Small bare feet pitter pattered quickly across the light wooden floors of the Hamada household, the soft swshhhhh of the light blue blanket trailing on the floor after him hidden under the creak of the kitchen door opening.

"What do you think you're doing up so early?" the unexpected voice had three year old Hiro Hamada jumping with a yelp and quickly turning around to see its owner.

"Dad you scared me!" he exclaimed, puffing his cheeks out in annoyance.

His father simply chuckled and ruffled his hair, "That didn't answer my question kiddo? It's Sunday you're supposed to still be catching all those z's with your brother."

"Actually I'm up." Tadashi came shuffling into the kitchen to join the two, his arms stretched up as his eyes slightly watered with a yawn. "Knucklehead over there woke me up as he left our room."

"Sorry! I umm," Hiro fiddled with the blanket still around his shoulders. "I wanted to make mommy breakfast in bed."

His dad scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, "Not that it's bad or anything, but why would you want to-." His mouth formed an O and he broke out in a wide grin. "Mother's day." Hiro nodded excitedly with a light blush across his cheeks.

"Well why didn't you just say so? Come on," Tadashi took out a large mixing bowl. "let's make her breakfast together." Hiro's eyes lit up and hurriedly made his way next to his elder brother to pour the instructed ingredients into the bowl in order to make pancakes.

"I'll cook it for you two since I'm not the best at following the cooking instructions, besides your mother would kill me if she found out I let you guys near a hot stove." Their stove was an old fashioned open flamed one so as their dad turned the dial there was a delayed time where the stove click click clicked before fwoosh the flamed burst to life. After heating up the pan it was a simple pour and flip away from a small stack of golden brown pancakes on a platter next to a glass of orange juice.

"You two did a great job, these pancakes look wonderful." Their dad wiped off stray batter on their faces but the two squirmed rebelliously and was able to free it from their father's grasp only to throw it back at him. He laughed and good naturedly dodged the towel which landed gently on the countertop instead. "Why don't we go and take this to your mother before it goes cold?"

xXx

Mrs. Hamada was roused awake by the creaking of the bedroom door being opened. Keeping her eyes closed she had to stifle a smile at the sound of her boys crashing through the bedroom in a way she assumed they thought was silent. The heavy dip to the left of the bed alerted her to her husband climbing up next to her and hushed giggles to her right gave her sons' positions away. Pretending to have been roused awake by a light nudge to her shoulders she couldn't fight back the smile on her face at the sight of her two boys covered in random ingredients.

"Happy Mother's Day!" the three cheered. Hiro gently placed the freshly made breakfast tray on her lap after she sat up.

"Oh my this looks delicious, thank you! Did you make this all by yourself?" she asked, tapping on Hiro's nose lightly.

"Nu uh, daddy and Dashi helped me! Daddy said you'd kill him if we used the stove." He giggled lightly.

"And your daddy was right." She said, fixing the eldest man with a playful glare.

"Come on boys, let's leave your mother to finish her breakfast in peace. Besides we still have a mess to clean, we wouldn't want her seeing the kitchen right now." Their dad playfully teased, ushering them out of the room before she could ask any questions.

"But daddy I don't wanna clean, I'd rather take a shower." Hiro complained with a wrinkled nose. Though a shower was probably inevitable, he thought as he picked at some dry batter at the hem of his shirt.

"It's like when you play with your toys, it's all fun while you're playing with them but you have to clean up your mess. Besides we are both here to help you as well so the work won't be too hard." Hiro brightened up and had more of a bounce in his step as he walked between his dad and brother.

Their dad nudged open the door to the kitchen and the next moment Hiro found himself on the ground.

A heavy pressure was painfully distinct on his chest and everything sounded as if he was under water. The next thing he knew, his father had gathered him in his arms and held Tadashi with the other as they quickly made their way towards the front door. Bright orange was all Hiro could see and he lifted a small hand to block the waves of intense heat that flowed at his face. What had happened? He was jarred out of his dreadful thoughts when his father kicked down the front door, not bothering to take the time to stop and open it. The cool fresh morning air was a stark contrast to the inferno that blazed inside.

"Tadashi look at me." Their father said, kneeling down in front of his eldest son after he set them both down. "I need you to stay out here and take care of your brother ok? I have to go back inside for your mother."

"But dad-!"

"No Tadashi, you have to stay out here." He ordered sternly. "I…I love both of you ok? Your mother and I love you both so so very much. No matter what just know I'll always be watching over you. Tadashi, take good care of your brother." He brought them in close and kissed each of them on their heads for one last time before getting up. "Hold on to this for me ok?" he took off his San Fransokyo Ninja hat and placed it on Tadashi's head before darting off back to the house aflame.

"Dad." Tadashi whispered out, slowly taking off the hat to look at it before taking a step towards the man's rapidly receding figure.

"Dashi?" it was Hiro's small hands which clasped his own that held him back. "What's going on Dashi? Where's daddy going?"

"He's going to go get mommy Hiro, you need to stay right here next to me ok?" by this time the sirens of firetrucks, ambulances, and police cars were getting closer and closer. The two Hamada children watched as their father disappeared through the doorway of their house completely, it was after a few seconds that they took a step towards their home fully intent on making sure their parents were ok.

Then, the building exploded.

A/N: THIS IS NOT MY FAULT! Blame Megan1000! She's the one who made me write and post this, curse you peer pressure! Any who, hope you all had an awesome Mother's Day, sorry to post two sad depressing chapters right after each other and hope you didn't hurt from the feels too much. Oh to Laude Dei, the next chapter I post (eventually) will be Bat Fam, but in the mean time I hope you had an awesome Birthday!

Someonefromearth- I'm sorry…wait…why the heck are you up at 1:45 am!? That's waste of precious sleep!

No One (guest)- Well I didn't kill off Tadashi this time around eheh XD

Ann b-010 (guest)- these are just one shots, he'll be ok in other chapters. GAAH! The poor Grayson's DX aahhhh even worse poor Dick DX

Guest- yesssss!

PeekABoo (guest)- I hope your feels don't relapse and thank you.

Guest- He technically didn't die, I ended it at "he fell" he could technically just be a vegetable for the rest of his life ahh the possibilities.

Echo-of-rainbows23- (tries to mend with super glue) better?

ThePurleThing- I told you not to read it! . .TO!

Inflamore- thank you, I'm glad you liked =)

Avengers13- I'm sorry (not by much but) I'm sorry! XD

I'll see you next chapter with something hopefully less sad, I do not own Big Hero 6, review please~!