I. Back in Hiro's college dorm...
Hiro craddled his wounded side as Baymax carried him gently into the quiet room. A pink tinge of color was just starting to light the sky.
"Thanks, buddy," he said as he slipped out of his friends arms and limped over to his bed. Though Baymax had taken him to a 24-hour Urgent Care unit, Hiro was still mystified, "Are you sure you don't want me to refill your canisters, Baymax?"
"Negative, you need your rest." The robot told him. Hiro looked at him in concern; this wasn't normal for him. "Would you prefer I deactivate?"
Hiro sighed softly and asked in the same tone Baymax always used. "Could you come here?"
His heart hurt a little as Baymax hesitated, looked up and then waddled over to him. "I can only scan you once my sensory lenses have been calibrated."
"I..." Hiro couldn't respond to this.
The professional tone was hollow somehow, but Hiro fought back the urge to voice his own fears. Baymax tilted his head as he, too, held back. He craned it back up. "I am sorry you are hurting, I know you leave tomorrow, and I cannot advise a proper treatment without refined programming."
Hiro hadn't examined his brother's chip at all in the days leading up to his best friend's recovery other then to made sure all the ends still fuctioned well.
"Baymax," Hiro sat up carefully, Baymax began to reach out to help him but then paused and looked into Hiro's eyes, "you're so much more then just my brother's last experiment, I mean, you're not like other robots and I think you know that too."
"I am unsure if I am comfortable with hearing this, Hiro. When you inspect Tadashi's chip I will be-,"
"Baymax, you're my best friend." Hiro stood up.
The rotund robot reached out to stabilize him in what Baymax discovered was causing him even further inner confliction, when Hiro reached out immediately in response and hugged him. Afraid Baymax would protest or would tell Hiro he had to leave and never return, the boy clutched onto him tighter. Hands hovered over Hiro's back, resisting.
"Hiro, as much as I believe it would help you, I cannot engage in this action until you scan me."
Hiro pressed his light brown cheek meaningfully against Baymax's tummy. "Baymax, I want you to come to Henderson Tech with me," he looked up hopefully, Baymax blinked at this. "I thought that I would have enough of an idea since we've spent so much time together, but now I want a live model."
"I... do not believe I would be the best candidate."
Hiro touched his chin to his chest, then looked up to try again. "I'm asking you as my friend, as my healthcare bot and as my superhero partner, will you come with me, Baymax? I want you there."
"But do you need me?" He levelled with Hiro.
"Yes," Hiro answered automatically.
Baymax fell back and walked away from Hiro. "I would suggest upgrades to my programming if I am to accompany you, Hiro." he returned to his chip's protocol. Hiro was dismayed, but Baymax seemed to be elsewhere mentally. "You know I can only deactivate when you are satisfied with your care." If Baymax felt sad, he hid it adeptly.
This was exactly why Hiro thought he might be able to take Baymax with him. He quietly slid his legs under his sheets and turned away from him, saying so softly no one should have heard Hiro:
"I'm satisfied with my care."
Baymax closed his eyes and deactivated, but not before he realized the prayer-like way Hiro spoke.
II. - Toothless in San Fransoyko...
All the noise in the world surrounded the alarmed lizard, there were creatures that drove by him on the rumbling land dragon he had boarded. He did not know what these smaller creatures were made of but they smelled like volcano fumes and black.
Toothless knew it wasn't a healthy form of black. He scratched at his nose and gave a loud yelp of surprise when the dragon he was riding screeched to a stop. The ship he had been on had passed by the smelly docks of San Fransoyko and Toothless had taken the first opprotunity he'd gotten to jump.
Now he was regretting it.
When the rumbling dragon started up again, the Night Fury tensed up and then jumped overboard. A herd of dragons on strange feet came at him. He balked at the shrill sounds coming out of them and began having to dodge them as they flew at him. It mystified him how these dragons had no wings and yet had the speed to plow him down if he let them.
But wait, Toothless was faster.
He stopped and spread his wings out as he bent down, issuing a warning snarl as a long, red thing stopped in an abrupt halt and startled expressions inside the dragon made Toothless raise his head a bit more then quizzically. Two arms extended out from two people riding in the dragon and flashes of light blinded Toothless as their shock was replaced by laughter and glee. Disgusted, the Night Fury led himself around the truck and was assaulted entirely in the same fashion by other humans riding inside their own land dragons. Toothless screeched at the onslaught of flashes and exclaimation. Once it was clear they were getting out, Toothless jerked away and saw the chance he needed. He pounced up to the top of the truck. Their enthusiasm soon turned to confusion and then to anger. Toothless let this fuel his endeavor as he sprinted across the tops of the dragons like stepping stones over a rushing, angry river that never stopped roaring all while he had to dodge the flashes of light that kept coming at him as if they were clashes of lightening attacking him personally. Toothless finally reached the mountain pass and rushed quickly alongside the land dragons speeding the opposite way of him.
He covered himself with his wings and slinked into a dark alleyway not entirely lit by what Toothless discovered was early dawn. Wait, this couldn't be right. It hadn't even been night yet. He dropped his head wearily and covered himself up.
To be continued...
