A/N: Hey, guys! This is an AU where Van's there when they're trying to avenge the man in the mask and when they create Big Hero 6. They're both 14 in this fic.

These were two drabble request that i received on tumblr. See, they sent in a number and each number was a sentence. I got number 70 ("They'll never believe us.") and number 18 ("This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had. Of course I'm in."), so that's where the chapter title comes from. If you'd like to send in your own, go to this link: hamada-sisters . tumblr post/125944559445/send-me-a-pairing-and-a-number-and-ill-write-you

I'm working on a few other oneshots as well, so hopefully I'll finish and post them soon.

Enjoy and pease review, it would mean a lot! c:

"Haaaairy baby! Haaaairrry baaabyyy…"

Hiro and Vanellope hear Baymax say as they come up the stairs, each with a plate of hot wings in their hands. Thankfully, Aunt Cass actually believed that Hiro had registered at SFIT and met up with Vanellope afterwards. (Really, Vanellope had bumped into Hiro when he was chasing Baymax around San Fransokyo while on her way to check up on him). Vanellope had been invited to stay over for dinner as well, to which she happily accepted and then followed Hiro up the stairs.

"Does Baymax always act drunk when he has low battery?"

Hiro shrugs and puts his plate down of a nearby nighttable. He's too focused on the warehouse and the guy in the mask. Besides, he hasn't been that hungry lately, anyways.

Mochi jumps out of the healthcare robot's hold and walks over to Vanellope, rubbing against her legs. Vanellope smiles and bends down to gather the cat in her arms.

"Poor thing," Vanellope mumbles as she pets him. Hiro helps a barely functioning Baymax to his charging station as she does so. "I can't believe Hiro just threw you up the stairs!" she says to the cat, though purposefully speaks loud enough for Hiro to hear.

"Not in the mood, Van." Hiro says.

Finally, he manages to get Baymax into his charging station. He walks over to and flops on his bed prior to that. Vanellope looks at him out of the corner of her eye, though continues to hold Mochi.

Hiro lets out an exasperated sigh and examines the single microbot that he has left, the microbot that helped them find the warehouse not too long ago.

"It doesn't make any sense." he thinks aloud.

Vanellope sets down Mochi, who scurries off downstairs. "So, are we gonna ignore what we just saw at that wareh –"

"Tadashi."

The two teens' eyes widen when Baymax speaks, and they both look over at him almost siamotainously. The robot is looking over at Tadashi's side of the room, the room divider open and his bed nice and made with his SFIT hat on top.

Hiro sits. "…What?"

"Tadashi." Baymax repeats.

Vanellope holds her breath. She knows that Tadashi is still an extremely sensitive subject for Hiro. Plus, how does someone explain that someone died to a robot?

She watches him timidly as he gets out of his bed and walks to the other side of the room. "Tadashi's gone." his voice is barely above a whisper and emotionless.

"When will he return?"

"He's dead, Baymax." After taking one last glance at his deceased brother's side of the room, he closes the divider with his head hung low, thick black hair covering the pained expression on his face. But Vanellope knows it's there.

Heck, it's been there since the day his brother died. Despite her many efforts to make him smile, get him out of the house (mostly the bedroom so that he doesn't have to keep seeing Tadashi's stuff), anything to bring his spirits up, it never works for more than a minute.

She misses seeing him smile. She misses seeing him happy.

Baymax is a little confused. "Tadashi was in excellent health. With a proper diet and exercise, he should have lived a long life."

Vanellope wants to facepalm. For a robot who is made to help people, he sure seems to be doing the opposite."

"Yeah, he should have. There was a fire. Now he's gone." Hiro says emotionlessly. He seems tired, drained, like he wants to sleep and never wake up.

He probably does.

"Tadashi is here."

"No, he's not. People keep saying that Tadashi's not really gone as long as we remember him." he plops in his computer chair and gazes downwards. "It still hurts, though."

"I see no evidence of physical injury."

"It's a different kind of hurt."

"You are my patient. I would like to help."

Hiro turns his chair around so that he's facing the wall. "You can't fix this one, buddy."

Vanellope walks beside Hiro and places her hand on his shoulder. He doesn't need to look at her to know what she's thinking, though. I'm still here for you.

Whilst Hiro isn't paying attention, Vanellope hears sounds and turns around to face Baymax. "Uh, what is he doing?"

Hiro spins his chair around, wondering the same thing. Baymax's hand is on the computer and both the computer screen and the screen on Baymax's torso are flashing.

Baymax looks at the two. "I am downloading a database on: personal loss." he explains. He removes his hand from the computer and both screens stop flashing. "Treatments inclue: contact with friends and loved ones." he looks at Vanellope. "Though one is already here, I will contact more now."

Pictures of Honey Lemon, Gogo, Fred, and Wasabi appear and then just as quickly disappear. Hiro jumps out of his chair and tries to stop Baymax from contacting them, but it's too late. "Your friebds have been contacted."

Hiro groans. This is not what he wants. "Great." he says sarcastically.

Vanellope pauses, an idea coming to mind. "Hiro, wait… This is great!"

"What?!" he exclaims. "No! No, it is not great!"

"Yes, it is! Hiro, they can help us with the guy in the mask!"

Hiro stares at her with wide eyes. "You're kidding me, right? They'll never believe us."

"What are we s'posed to do then? Go after the man in the mask my ourselves since you're too stubborn to face them?"

"Woah, woah, woah!" Hiro shakes his head. "Who says we're going after the guy in the mask?"

"I say that! It can't be that hard; we go back to the warehouse – more prepared – and we destroy the microbots. Or the neurotransmitter thingy. Whichever comes first."

It's been a minute now that he's been starting at her like she's gone crazy.

Probably because she has.

(inserting the other fic here since it flows right in)

"Well? Are ya gonna stand there and look like an idiot or are you gonna say something?"

He looks at her, his bewilderment still evident on his face. Out of all the ideas she's had, out of all the plans they've ever made, this is by far the craziest.

"Look, I'm usually all for your crazy ideas, but… going after the man in the mask? By ourselves? That just tops all the other ideas you've ever had."

The fourteen year old rolls her eyes. "We won't do it by ourselves, dummy. We've got Baymax!"

"Tsh. You're right, that's sooo much better. What was I thinking? A giant inflatable marshmallow will definitely help us catch some crazy guy in a mask with a bunch of microbots."

Vanellope doesn't want to say this, but… "Do ya wanna get back the guy who stole your microbots and caused the fire, or not?" she sighs. "What other choices are there?"

Hiro thinks for a second. He hates to admit it. As crazy as her idea is, it's probably the best plan they have.

But he has to do something… for Tadashi.

"This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had." he pauses. "Of course I'm in."

Vanellope smirks. "Good."

"But first," he turns to face the robot that's charging at his charging station. "Baymax is gonna need some upgrades.

A/N: I actually had a few other drabble requests that I was debating whether or not to post them here or not. Let me know in the reviews and let me know if you'd like me to post them?