Rock Out

Cass cringed hearing the noise.

Hiro was bored, that was obvious enough. The boy had a habit he had picked up from Tadashi as a child. They would drum their fingers on the table, or bang pencils on their desks… Spoons against pots.

If it made noise, was annoying and amused them they wouldn't stop.

The sound of Hiro banging one of her wooden spoons against the rack of pans hanging in the kitchen kept echoing through the cafe.

"You should be thankful he doesn't have drums." Mrs. Matsuda one of the regulars told her when Cass had started to apologize for the noise. "My grandson has a set… Ugh… You'd think he was deaf!"

… Then again drums would be better than having dents in all my pots.

"Well I think either way it's still Hiro being… Hiro…" She sighed wondering what she was going to do about it. Hiro was a quiet kid usually but when the mood hit him it seemed the noise could never end until he got bored.

BANG!

And that boredom wasn't going to come anytime soon.

That's it. He is doing something else besides tinkering all day when he's not doing his hero thing or his college work…

ooooo

"So light 'em up…." Hiro hummed striking the back of the frying pan once more. He was stuck on a project, he was fed up with his video games (all too boring now that he had actual villains to defeat), not much else to do…

So the old habit was his go to.

"HIIIRRROOOO!"

Until THAT was heard. "Uh… hey Aunt Cass?" He grinned sheepishly hiding the spoon behind his back. Cass gave him an unimpressed look.

"Keep that up mister and you're going to get signed up for something besides going crazy in the house all day when you have nothing better to do." She warned before disappearing downstairs.

Hiro waited until she was gone before shrugging.

Yeah right…. She NEVER follows through.

He pulled out his ipod and headphones slipping them on before turning his music up.

Before long the racket had begun anew to the music Hiro was listening to.

Worth it!

ooooo

"Aunt Cass you can't be serious!" Hiro groaned dramatically. "I'm sorry for the dented soup pot! I said it a thousand times!"

"Oh no your not getting out of it this time." Cass warned glancing to her nephew in the passenger seat of her truck. "This is one fight you're not winning Hero Boy."

Oh yeah I see that smirk. The "Hiro and Hero" thing…. Reeeaal cute. Hiro rolled his eyes leaning against the window. "You could have at least let me bring Baymax…" He grumbled.

"Do you really want to have to explain all of it to him? Or scanning everyone?"

"Oh come on he's not-Okay sometimes he's that bad but he's curious! It's his coding!"

"Hiro we're almost there. I suggest thinking about orientation."

"There's orientation?"

"Well some form…"

Hiro groaned facepalming.

She actually signed me up for music lessons… How is THAT fair?!

She NEVER follows through….

"I know that look. I let you off the hook for a lot but you're going at it every freaking day. That's not like you."

He sighed. "It's summer." He drawled. "Everyone's busy."

"So will you!" She replied cheerfully as she parked. "Now do you-"

Hiro had practically bolted from the car but she could see him going inside at least.

The teen sighed peering out a bit.

She was still parked there.

Joooy she's not leaving until she knows I'm not gonna sneak off….

He kicked the floor a bit before looking at the name and room number he was given.

Alright lessee-Wait…. Who the heck is Peter Quill?

Hiro entered a room noting there was a few other students there.

Standing in front of them was a man with light hair, wearing a red leather coat and clothes that looked outdated.

"Alright welcome to the class from hell." He told them all once it was clear no one else was coming. "I say that because… If you thought you were gonna learn to play JB, or any other "new age" artists… You're gonna have a bad time here alright? You're here to learn to play real music. Now… We'll do roll call in a sec… But for now… I'm Peter Quill… I go by many names… Including one you may have heard of in the music industry." Peter smirked doing a bit of a pose. "The legendary former rocker STAR LORD!"

"Who?" The entire class chorused.

"OH COME ON!"

Greeeaaaat this guy has a codename.

That's…. Alright that's not that weird…

oooooo

A few weeks later, Hiro was adjusting fine to the class. He had been assigned the guitar as his instrument and it was going well. He was fast in picking up the chords and tabs excelling ahead of the rest of them.

The only bad side came in the form of a mini amp gifted by the teacher to his dubbed "Favorite" of the class.

Cass groaned lowering her head on the countertop hearing the guitar rifts coming clear through even if Hiro's door was closed.

He made me pay for it alright….

"SO LIGHT 'EM UP, OH OH, LIGHT 'EM UP!"

"HIRO TURN THAT FREAKING AMP OFF!"

Why did I think that would CHANGE anything!? Now he just whips out the guitar when he's bored!