"Well, at least we didn't get grounded." Tadashi sighed.

"Yep, could have been worse..." Hiro nodded.

"Wait, H-how did you turn BayMax into an evil robot?"

"Oh, uh, I made him a chip, well, y-y'know to catch Calleghan to "avenge" you; not until i learned you're alive..." Hiro said glaring at his brother.

"Well, I am filled with suprises." Tadashi snickered. "What did you did to it?"

"I kept it just in case someone tries to steal it, and i made hundreds MORE!" Hiro dropped a box layer filled with them.

"And the good news is! I have found a NEW legal BOTT-FIGHT LEAGUE!" Hiro jumped. "And guess who's the 30th Best player!"

"Bott-fight league? How did you manage to find one?" Tadashi asked.

"Well..."

[FLASHBACK]

"Hey Kid," A man walked up to Hiro outside the cafe. "Nice robot you got there."

Hiro didn't look up to the man. "I don't usually talk to strangers who complements me immediately."

"You're looking at the new owner of bott-Fight League." The man said ignoring his sentence.

Hiro eyed the man and gasped, "You're... the...champion of Bott-Fighting... W-why would you retire?"

"I heard you being a good student. Age of fourteen, , knows college stuff already. Now, now don't be troubled kid, I know you by your reputation. I need to ask a favor for you, help me talk to the police to make Bott-Fighting... Legal."

Hiro hesitated "Um..."

"Please, make your dream, possible."

"Fine, sir. I''ll do it." Hiro shook his hand.

"Call me Tatian."

[AT THE POLICE STATION]

"So, let me get this straight, you want Bott-Fight thing to be, "legal"?" Police Sergeant Gerson asked.

"Yes! Think about the future!" Hiro persuaded.

"All i see in the future is robots attacking the whole city." Gerson murmured.

"...People will have something to rely on, an experience! Probably a legal "job" Economy?!"

"Kid, I'm a bit tired of talking to you like this... So i''ll talk to the judge about this..." Gerson face palmed.

"Thank you..." Hiro breathed.

"...Write your name and Mr...?"

"Mr. Tatian." Tatian corrected.

"Mr. Tatian's number here and wait for three to five hours of time."

"Yes!" Hiro hi-fived Tatian.

"Here's my number kid, i'll call you when its done. When it's approved i'll show you where the building's at and i'll give you something as a reward for doing this."

[FEW HOURS LATER...]

[RINNG-RIIINNNNGGGGGG!] The phone rang and Hiro answered.

"Hiro Hamada, speaking."

Tatian spoke through the phone,"It's legal Hiro! Only in staduims though, come here at the building. I'll give you the address."

[AT THE BUILDING]

"You've done good kid, here VIP passes for you, and five extra, if you have friends you join you with. Lawyer says its for ages twenty-three above only, but i owe you alot."

"Thanks," Hiro stopped and glanced at where the building's gonna be.

"A-actually, we can make one now! I'll get my micro-botts, hang on."

"O...K?" Tatian shrugged.

[FIFTHEEN MINUTES LATER...]

"I'm BACK!" Hiro shouted running from a distance.

"You look like someone wearing a visor in your forehead AND- WHAT ARE THOSE BLACK-THINGLY STUFF THAT'S SURROUNDING YOU?!" Tatian screamed.

"Don't worry, this will help; I can build this! I just need to figure what to think..." Hiro focused his brain on a huge staduim with a battle station inside a colosseum.

"Woah!" Tatian gasped.

"Let's go!" Hiro urged in the newly constructed building.

The plasma detective door opened. The colosseum shone with millions of chairs surrounding the battle field.

"Thank you kid, here." Tatian offered Hiro a meduim case filled with money with a legal signitural slip, just in case.

"Th-Th-Thirty-thousand SanFansokyo Dollars!? I can build the cafe without Fred whining about paying!" Uh... Thanks, Mr. Tatian. It was really a pleasure helping you."

"No need to thank me, see you in Bott-Fight!"

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