Chapter 7: The Aunt

"On a scale of one to ten-"

"How would you rate your pain?"

Hiro was slowly driving his doctor insane as they went over the same question for the fifth time. Hiro mocking him every time. Given who he lived with, he heard the question quite frequently. Enough that it just was amusing when he heard other people say it.

"...Yes." Adel Tulba sighed, taking a deep breath, reminding himself that Hiro was a child and that children were prone to misbehavior.

"A billion." He deadpanned.

"... Pardon?"

"A billion. More like a billion and a half or maybe that's just the hunger talking." Hiro folded his arms behind his head, humming in thought. "Wonder what their serving for lunch. Boy would I kill for some rice with bonito flakes."

"You may find out after the exam."

Hiro smirked.

Game on.

oooooo

While Hiro was aiming to give his doctor a mental breakdown the size of the entire city, Leon was waiting for Tristan outside of Tadashi and Hiro's room.

"Hey, Dean!" He yelled.

"Ooo lover's quarrel. Bet he's gonna propose." A doctor by the name of Cornelia said, giving Tristan a smug look. "That look just screams "I'm gonna marry her."."

"More like that look screams "I'm gonna throw you off the building."." Tristan muttered, giving Cornelia a look before going up to Leon. "What's up?"

"What's up? What's up!? You didn't tell them about the leg!?" Leon exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air in frustration.

"Oh NO. He's up!? Why didn't anyone-"

"The robot." He growled.

Tristan groaned, bringing a hand to her face. "I didn't mean for it to happen this way!"

"Ugh…" Leon pinched the bridge of his nose. "Go in there. Fix it."

"You're the doctor-"

"You're the idiot!"

"Hey!"

"Tristan!" Leon hissed. "You know what could happen!? This guy could sue us!"

"Excuse me for not telling a comatose patient and a little boy who got shot and nearly died that there was a missing part!" Tristan hissed back.

"Then go in there. Man up and fix it!"

"Excuse me?"

They stiffened, looking to see Hiro standing there, arms crossed, unimpressed. "If you two are done having your lover's spat outside my brother's room, we're still waiting to hear why his leg is missing. Thanks and buh bye." He sneered a little before heading in and running over to his brother, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at what he was doing.

Tadashi and Baymax looked up from a game of cards. "... That was only ten minutes." Tadashi gave Hiro a look. "Did you…?"

"Make him send me back to my room? Yep." The teen grinned, bouncing in place a little.

Tadashi's eyes widened. He recognized the signs. "You stopped by the vending machines!"

"YEP!"

"What. Did. You. Drink!?"

"Mountain Dew!" The boy chirped.

Tadashi groaned bringing his free hand to his face. "Unbelievable."

"What?" Hiro blinked. "I thought you were cool with me drinking it!"

"In moderation! You're bouncing in place!"

"Here we go." Hiro rolled his eyes. "Anyway, what are you two playing? Poker? Black Jack? Anything illegal?" He rubbed his hands together.

"No, no and WHY is everything illegal with you!?" Tadashi chuckled a bit, flicking his sibling's forehead.

"Hey!"

"It's just Go Fish."

"I am winning." Baymax added.

"Sweet. I want in next game."

Tadashi glanced over to the door, seeing the stunned faces of Leon and Tristan. He motioned them in with his finger. "We won't bite."

"Much." Hiro muttered. Tadashi lightly smacked him upside the head. "Ow!"

"On a scale of-"

"A million and two."

Tadashi brought his hand to his face again. "You can't say stuff like that!"

"It is quite illogical. You suffered no abrasions." Baymax agreed. Hiro groaned dramatically, flopping down beside his brother.

"Feeling… sarcasm… increasing… don't know… if I'll… make it."

Tadashi patted his brother's head, looking to the two medical practitioners. "This happens often. Don't worry, we're not this crazy normally."

"Well…" Leon coughed awkwardly. "I know you have some concerns regarding your injury."

"Yeah." Tadashi put down his cards, crossing his arms, taking note that Hiro sat up and did the same. "Like why I was given a BKA in the first place."

"That wasn't our choice." The surgeon sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "When you were brought in, that leg was already severed."

"W-What?" Tadashi asked but it made sense now that he was thinking back to the fire. He couldn't feel his leg after the debris fell.

"Yes. From what the EMT's told us, when they pulled you out, your leg had been severed below the knee. We're guessing from the impact the debris made and possibly due to someone's display having a heavy use of glass." Leon explained, internally cringing as the Hamadas both went pale as the mental images went through Hiro's mind and Tadashi's memories. "It was, of course, very rough and there were burns. We just did our best to save what was left. I'm so sorry."

Tadashi sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Alright, can't change that one. What else was done?"

Leon sighed as he began to explain, going in detail from the procedures performed when Tadashi was first brought in to recent ones. "A few weeks before you awoke you underwent some biopsies and MRIs to see how you were faring. Biopsies to make sure you weren't rejecting your skin grafts and MRI to be sure there wasn't any brain damage. Besides that, that's it."

"I see." Tadashi sighed. "Thank you for explaining, Doctor. One last thing."

"Yes?"

Then came the question Leon was dreading as Tadashi gave his best "older brother of doom" look.

"Why wasn't my brother informed of THAT?"

"In my defense, we didn't want to put Hiro through more stress. The day he woke up here was the day he found out you were still alive. He pretty much was in shock the entire time." Tristan cut in quickly. "And… we just wanted to see if you would awaken first. It sounds foolish and it was and I take full responsibility."

"Alright, I'm not going to sue you so stop giving me that look. Just…" Tadashi sighed. "Give me some time to think. Please excuse us."

They nodded and headed out, opening the door once more, hearing someone grumbling about demon children and "millions".

They looked to each other confused before leaving.

Hiro had a satisfied look as he folded his arms behind his head, leaning back. "Ah, music to my ears."

"... You gave that guy a mental breakdown?" Tadashi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yep." Hiro grinned.

"... I am so proud of you."

Before long they settled into a debate on whether or not to apply one of their infamous "Hamada Brothers Rules" when their aunt came.

"Hiro we cannot do that to her!"

"Rule 39! Hamada Brothers take an opportunity if it's slapping them in the face!"

"Rule 40 Hamada Brothers don't give Aunt Cass an aneurysm if it can be avoided!"

Hiro snapped his fingers, accepting defeat. Rule 40 was one they probably broke a hundred times in their ten years of living with their aunt but it was worth it… Usually.

They heard a knock at the door. "Hiro? You awake?" Their aunt's voice called.

".. Wait, you didn't tell her did you?" Tadashi hissed in a whisper.

"Nope." Hiro gulped. "Uh…. Hey, Aunt Cass! Yeah, I'm up!"

She opened the door, coming in, carrying a bag of gummy bears. "Hope you're feeling-" She stopped short when her eyes landed on the brothers.

Tadashi gave an awkward wave. "Hi, Aunt Cass."

"Ta-Tadashi-"

THUD!

They winced as Baymax waddled over and set her on the spare bed in the room. "Boy, she didn't even get the scream out."

"Oh I am so gonna hear about this." Tadashi groaned.

"You? I didn't tell her!"