"One heck of a robot."

Hehehe. Who needs to hire a waiter when you can program one?

Contrary to what many people thought, Cass Hamada was far more intelligent than she let on. She just preferred cooking and managing her restaurant more than robotics but that wasn't to say she didn't know anything.

Hiro was out with his friends. It was just her and a recharging Baymax. She glanced over to the red luggage with what anyone else would describe as an evil gleam to her eyes.

Soon… Soon…

Within an hour, she had finished what she was working on as a light tan chip popped out of the computer. She took one of the markers and drew a little smiley face with a chef hat on it.

"Perfect." She turned to Baymax and cleared her throat. "Ahem."

Nothing.

"... Hello?"

Baymax still was compacted, recharging.

"... Baaaaymax." Aunt of Doom voice.

Aaaaaaand…

Nothing.

She sighed and started to head out before tripping on one of Hiro's discarded projects. "OW! Sonofaglitch!" Oh great, now he has me saying it.

She heard the sound of something inflating and grinned wickedly to herself.

Bingo~

Cass whirled around giving her best innocent look as Baymax waddled over.

"Hello, I am Baymax your personal healthcare companion. On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?"

"Zero. I just tripped over Hiro's stuff… again." She eyed the garage with a cringe. "I have to remember to go through it with him and clean this up. But anyways, I do have a… healthcare idea, Baymax."

"What is it?"

She grinned and held up the chip. "It's a… new database of new treatments and healthcare protocols." She lied, feeling a little bit guilty. This was Hiro's constant companion most of the time and the last invention the late Tadashi had created. But I need help! Tadashi would understand… and Hiro. He can help out too if he doesn't like it.

"Very well." Baymax couldn't detect the fact Cass was lying through her teeth as he allowed her to open up his access port and sliding it in. As the information poured in, something that could only be described as dread began to fill Baymax. This was a feeling very similar to when Hiro had created his fighting database.

Only now recipes, cooking techniques, the entire menu for the Lucky Cat Cafe, times, temperatures, seasonings, were appearing on his screen as he downloaded them.

"... I do not see how cooking makes me a better healthcare companion." He told her after a moment.

"You wanna keep Hiro from stuffing his face full of junk right?"

Baymax deflated a little.

"If it is to keep Hiro healthy, then yes."

"Alright then! C'mon! Let's try it out!"

Baymax silently added a note in his file for Cass Hamada that noted: "Just like her nephew." as he waddled after her.

"Alright first things first, something simple. "

oooooo

"Thanks, Wasabi! See ya in class!" Hiro called to his friend as he got out of his car and headed inside, giving a wave as Wasabi drove off. He was in a good mood. He had some new robotics parts and saw a movie with his friends. He figured now he would just hang out and maybe tinker with Baymax's armor a little as he ran in.

The bell on the door went off as he called out: "Tadaima!" It was still force of habit. Japanese was what came first to the boy and some habits just never died off, even if he mostly just spoke English now.

"Welcome back! Alright, your total is…"

Hiro tuned out what else was being said as he went outside once more, moving to the garage.

"Ow!"

He blinked, noticing that there was no signs of Baymax coming out and greeting him. Hiro furrowed his brow, going over to the charging station… and facepalmed, seeing Baymax was missing.

Aunt Cass must've borrowed him for something. Probably activated him by accident and claimed him as hers for hugging purposes.

He sighed as he headed back into the building. "Aunt Cass? Where's Baymax?"

"In the kitchen dear!"

In the WHAT?!

Hiro bolted to the kitchen, skidding to a stop, unsure if he should start laughing or start yelling.

Baymax was dutifully watching over a stewpot, wearing an old apron that only Tadashi ever used that had "Kiss the Cook" on it.

"Uh…. Hey big guy?"

"Hello, Hiro. Lunch will be ready soon."

"... You know how to cook?" Hiro tilted his head.

"... Your aunt created a new "healthcare" chip."

"Ah… Got ya. What is it?" Smells familiar. Hiro looked at the pot and felt his mouth water. "Sukiyaki."

"With beef."

"Yum. Hey, think you could make a cake after?"

Baymax scanned the boy. "Your body is indicating that it is running on enough sugar and caffeine to last through the next two hours. You do not need more sugar."

"Pleeeease Baymax?"

"In interest of your health, no."

"You're bouncing off the walls. the answer is HECK NO!"

It's scary how much he sounds like Tadashi.

Hiro sat at the table, watching the healthcare companion with curiosity. "So… what else have you been doing all day?"

"Serving and cooking for the customers of the cafe. I am apparently "One heck of a robot." according to some… rather strangely dressed customers." Baymax replied, bringing the stew pot and plates over.

Hiro quickly texted his aunt that the food was done.

When the two humans tucked into their food… they were impressed.

"Duuude! This is delicious!"

"Ah, this was a great idea."

Baymax would have disagreed with Cass on that one. He was pleased Hiro was enjoying his meal and even finishing all of his vegetables first.

"... We gotta keep that chip around."

"Yessss."

"But you're not using him full time. I need him too."

She ruffled her nephew's hair. "Alright. But can I use him on weekends?"

Baymax deflated a bit when Hiro agreed…. and that Baymax would be cooking all of their Friday night meals.

Sometimes the robot wondered if it would be inappropriate to facepalm.