Happy Thanksgiving everyone!~
Chapter 4
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For some stupid reason Tadashi decides to wake early the first morning at the Pink Palace even after staying up late into the night unpacking his bag into his dresser and nightstand, setting up his bulletin board and homework at the tiny, dusty desk pushed off into the corner of the room, ignoring his little brother's insistent knocks on his door and jiggle of the knob, finding a suitable outlet for baymax's charging station, and finding out a way to keep it from frying out their power. He thinks that maybe he has the time to take a look at the faulty water heater he'd seen in one of the many rooms downstairs, but the healing burns on his arms protest against his every move.
So Tadashi only applies ointment to his injuries as he looks over his things to make sure everything's in order. He shuffles some of his papers around on the creaky old desk and adds a few reminders of what work and research has to be done before he gets back to school on the small whiteboard he has secured in the top left corner of the flaky cork surface. To the side of his work space he has the picture of him and his parents before the car accident that took their lives when Hiro was around three years old. Normally he would keep from taking the framed treasure anywhere, but he needed the comfort. Tadashi kept all his belongings out in what felt like a display, unlike the closed tidyness he always maintained back at home.
He kind of liked having his own room. Just for once, for a little while.
"Tadashi?" There's a quiet rap of knuckles on wood. Apparently Tadashi isn't the only one up so early. "Hey. I'm hungry. We should make Aunt Cass breakfast."
Tadashi isn't very hungry, and knows that by going down he would be doing most of the cooking, as Hiro had never cared to learn to, but he consdiered the idea. Aunt Cass would definitely appreciate the favor.
But then Hiro takes another meek tap at his door, and Tadashi decides to brush off his little brother's pestering. He does not knock again, and probably goes downstairs to grab one of the sandwiches from the welcoming basket from the Bjorgmans. That's what both Tadashi and Aunt Cass do when they finally come out of their rooms. Hiro is no where in sight and Tadashi recalls the faint sound of the front door opening and closing very shortly after the youngest had been rejected. This worries Tadashi slightly. Mrs. Bjorgman had briefly mentioned a really deep well not too far off from the garden. He hoped Hiro would keep away from there.
Tadashi busies himself with Baymax, who he has following him around so that he could take note of what should be improved or modified; there are no materials or room available to really work on his bot, but he could at the very least study him. Every time they cross the hall Baymax will stop in front of the hallway mirror and gaze blankly into his own reflection.
"My scanners are detecting signs of... distress." Tadashi jotts this down in his notebook.
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