Me: Hey readers!
You peeps: Kimmy!
So I'm back! Miss me? I know I haven't posted in almost a month, but I've done worse right?
Most likely...
So this is chapter 10! I know it says chapter eleven, but look back to 8. Wasn't a chapter remember ;)
Hope all of youz enjoy my latest chapter.
Now, ON WITH THE STORY!
"Let's get out of here!" I said, turning for a second to check back at the microbots. Hiro tried to push Baymax through the window but his bulky, balloon-like form just wasn't fitting. I shoved my shoulder into his stomach, trying to push him through.
"Baymax, can't you deflate again?" Hiro groaned, trying to shove Baymax through the window with me. When we had come in through the window Baymax had deflated and slipped through. Even though he hadn't exactly been quiet while doing so, I wished he could do it now. I knew we only had limited time though.
"It'll take too long Hiro," I whimpered, turning to the approaching microbots. "I'll hold them off, you get out," I said, sounding more courageous than I felt.
"But Tori-" he started but I cut him off.
"Hiro, I'm not indestructible, but I'm more so than you," I said, holding up my robotic arm. "It's robot against robot now," Hiro nodded but didn't look convinced.
"Okay," he mumbled. "Be careful then," he went back to the tedious task of shoving Baymax through the window. I turned to face the approaching microbots, finally realizing that I didn't have a plan. Stupid, stupid. I heard Kit's voice say in my head. Kit was my hero, so I closed my eyes momentarily to think of what she would have done. WWKD? She may have cared about how she looked and how even her makeup was, but when it came to defending her 'kid sister' she went all out. The thing about Kit was that when she decided to be dangerous, she did it with style and she always thought everything through. When I wanted to be dangerous it was really explained better as 'stupidity'. I didn't plan, or even think about what I was going to do. Hiro was much more like Kit, in my opinion. Even when something went wrong, it seemed like he already had something planned out. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my mind of distracting thoughts.
"C'mon ya minibots," I sneered. "Let's dance," I clenched my right fist and as the tentacle drew closer, punched the end of it. A tremor went up my arm and the microbots scattered. I realized that I had been way underusing my arm and now it was time for a change. I heard Hiro hollering behind me and knew that I had to finish this, even if it had just begun. I pulled back and hit them again, with more confidence than ever, but the microbots expected that. Another arm flew out and curled around the bottom of my jacket. All of my excitement faded and I smiled sheepishly. "Nice meeting you, and I hate to say this but, got to go!" I shrugged out of my faded, black and orange, Orioles jacket and jumped out of the window. "Aghh!" I yelled as I fell out of the window, turning myself so I would land on my right arm. Wow, I really shoulda considered the consequence of falling two stories. I thought, mentally slapping myself.
"Holy heck, Tori!" I heard Hiro yell as I slammed into a metal dumpster and rolled onto the ground. I groaned and sat up, trying to lift my right arm and finding it stuck. I looked at the wrecked metal and it reminded me of when I first lost my arm. I ran my hand down the rough surface sadly.
"Aw crap, how am I supposed to fix this?" I moaned, looking over the metal of my arm.
"C'mon we have to get out of here!" Hiro said before looking me over. "On second thought, let's catch our breath for a minute. Oh jeez, Tori are you alright?" Hiro gasped, kneeling down next to me and leaning around to look me in the eye.
"Huh?" I looked up from examining my arm to find myself face to face with Hiro. My heart fluttered from having him so close to me and I looked away sheepishly. "Oh yeah, I'm fine. I just hope I can fix my arm quick," I shrugged.
"And you're not at all worried that you're leg is swelling and there's a cut on your face?" he asked me, his tone sounding very concerned, and I finally realized the sting on my face and knee. I reached up and touched my cheek gingerly while looking down at the my already-swollen right knee.
"Oh, uh…" I winced and my cheek started throbbing. Okay, now I was worried. "Yeah, maybe a bit worried," I sighed, knowing that this was going to be a lot to explain to mum and Taka.
"C'mon," Hiro rose and offered me his hand. I took it gratefully and stood next to him. My leg trembled and I noticed that it maybe ever so possibly needed medical attention. Bleh, doctors. I'd spent enough time in hospitals for one, no, two lifetimes.
"Oh crap, my brother's gonna ask questions," I moaned, touching my leg gingerly. Baymax walked over to do his 'healthcare robot' magic. He scanned me and informed me that my leg was swollen and I thanked him for stating the obvious.
"Uh, what should we do?" Hiro asked me.
"We could tell the police about the crazy, masked man in the old, abandoned warehouse?" I shrugged, taking a step forward and almost crumpling to the ground.
"Oh my god Tori, are you okay?" Hiro yelped, once again bending over to see my face.
"I'm fine," I lied, but I was done being the weak one. "Let's just get this over with," I grumbled, forcing myself to my feet, trying not to wince at the sharp pain in my knee.
"Alright, let me get this straight," drawled the police officer, and I pulled Hiro's hood farther over my face to conceal the cut. "A man in a kabuki mask attacked you with an army of miniature flying robots?" he asked us. I nodded but Hiro jumped in quickly.
"Microbots!" he corrected, and the policeman sighed. There's a difference between being an actual genius and accidentally memorizing everything you've ever seen. This is why I hate having photographic memory. You can't even be smart naturally...
"Microbots," he answered, typing something into his computer. Baymax had done miracles to my leg and face and Hiro had lent me his navy blue hoodie to cover up my arm because I had lost my jacket back at the warehouse. I glanced up at Hiro who was shoving the petri dish with the microbot in it towards the police officer.
"Yeah! He was controlling them telepathically, with a neuro-cranial transmitter," he said, the words gushing out of his mouth like a waterfall.
"So Mr. Kabuki was using ESP to attack you, your girlfriend, and…balloon man," he confirmed boredly. I muttered,
"I'm not his girlfriend," under my breath but I wasn't sure if he got it or not. Baymax delicately grabbed a piece of tape with his balloon-like fingers and inflated his left arm. Three little holes popped open and squeaking sounds came out as the air rushed through the holes. I sighed as he covered up all three and moved on to his right arm. The officer pushed the tape in his direction, a bored look still on his face, like he didn't want to hear our story. He probably didn't.
"Did you file a report when your flying robots were stolen?"
"No!" Hiro said, running his hands through his hair. "I thought they were all destroyed!" he waved his hands around frantically. "Look, I know it sounds crazy, but Baymax and Tori were there too!"
"He's right," I said softly. "We were attacked by a madman in a mask. However it may seem, Hiro is not mentally ill," Hiro shoved me.
"So not funny, Tori. Baymax, you tell him!"
"Yes officer!" Baymax raised his finger. "He is telling the tru…" he trailed off, bending over while he did so. Hiro's eyes widened,
"Hey. W-what's wrong?" he asked Baymax.
"Low battery…" Baymax stuttered, his voice getting lower and lower and his finger drooping as he bent over more. The officer raised an eyebrow, as Baymax swayed and blinked his robotic eyes.
"Woah, woah. Try to keep it together buddy," Hiro said nervously. Baymax raised his hand.
"I'm okay. Your personal- Baymax-" he drawled, slumping over onto Hiro. The officer sighed and turned his chair in the other direction.
"Kid, how about we call your parents and get them down here,"
"What?!" Hiro struggled under Baymax's bulky form.
"Hiro we should really go," I whispered and he nodded, half carrying Baymax out of the police department. He dragged him outside and turned to face him.
"We've got to get you home to your charging station! Can you walk?"
"I will scan you now! Scan complete!" Baymax said, his speech slurred. Then he plopped down on the steps. "Healthcare…"
"Wow…" I muttered as Baymax blinked confusedly. "I'll help you get him home but then I have to go okay Hiro?" I said, trying not to laugh at Baymax.
"Okay," Hiro nodded.
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