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Day 10

Cold burns for charity

"Okay, enough creepy things, no more strange dancing, and absolutely no smacking." Tadashi stated, giving Hiro a pointed look at his last statement.

"So, in other words. No research."

"YES research, but we'll be looking at the most harmless things we can find." Tadashi seemed dead-set on keeping Hiro from seeing anything profound today. They needed a 'rest day' from the horror. "Charities."

"If you got any more boring-"

"Would you rather explore Tumblr?"

"..." Hiro gritted his teeth in fear, Tadashi felt kinda bad about it, but it was necessary.

"There's a lot of good inspiration stories, and tons of good willed people."

"That doesn't sound 2013-2016. That sounds moooore... Canada."

"Funny," Tadashi rolled his eyes humorlessly. "Not all of them were monsters."

"Riiiight," Hiro mumbled, then stood up and walked away,

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna look for something to eat, you have fun with your charities." Tadashi glowered at the short kid. Appalled by the fact that he's being roped into doing that rascal's project.

"Hmp," but then the elder Hamada found the perfect little 'experiment' to initiate. Not to mention, it was good charity work at the time.

"Hey Hiro!" Hiro heard his brother call from upstairs. "I need your help for something!"

"Not my problem!"

"Come now, or we'll sit down and have a nice long family chat, with Aunt Cass, about what you saw on Tumblr last night." Hiro visibly cringed, and shuddered. Spitting out his bagel into the trash and throwing out the rest. Losing his appetite.

"Man! I hate you Tadashi!" He groaned, going back into their room.

"Love you too! Now c'mon!"

After a few muttered curses about spoiling his appetite, and taking advantage, and being a rotten brother, Hiro finally walked into the room.

"What?"

"Just read this out loud," Tadashi handed him a note card, while causally walking to the other side of the room. Normally Hiro wouldn't have had a problem with seeing Tadashi being all sneaky, but he was trying to read Tadashi's hand-writing which was a mix between chicken-scratch and cursive.

"MMmmmm..." Hiro groaned in annoyance. "My... name is Hiro Hamada... And I... A-Accept... the...Tadashi your handwriting stinks."

"Just keep going!"

"right right... My name is Hiro Hamada and I accept the... Ice bucket... challenge-" the very second Hiro uttered the words, Tadashi dumped a large tub of ice water over his head.

"AGHHH! TADASHI WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT FOR?!" The cold, wet, child turned to him in rage.

"Well, one, for trying to make me do your project, your forgetting I'm just here for moral support. And two, it's an old form of charity work."

"you kidding." Hiro shivered, but only because of the cold, and probably, his complete hate for Tadashi at the moment.

"Nope, it was actually very common."

"I HATE YOU. AND THIS STUPID GENERATION. EVEN THE GOOD THEY DO IS TORTURE HOW DID THEY SURVIVE?!" Hiro ranted on.

"Actually, I checked the death rates of those times... they actually survived better compared to previous years." Silence...

"WHAT THE HECK WERE THOSE PEOPLE?!"

Admit it guys. WE'RE SCARY AND METAL AS HECK. Honestly, I did check, and death rates are gradually lowering. WE ARE EVOLVING. Lol, just kidding. But honestly, the future generations will be WILL.

Ahh, poor Hiro. HE WILL PLOT REVENGE ON TADASHI. IT WILL HAPPEN.