Michelle looked uneasily between the two girls.

"Hey Michelle, why don't we go down to the cafeteria and get some donuts?" Rapunzel asked, ignoring Elsa.

"Uh, you go. I'll be there in a sec, I gotta find that map because, um, I wanna ask you some questions about the school," Michelle lied.

"Okay. But don't stay too long," Rapunzel glanced at Elsa before leaving the room.

"Hi," Michelle smiled at Elsa.

"She's talked to you about me, hasn't she?" Elsa asked quietly.

"Oh.. Um..." Michelle didn't expect Elsa to know. "Well, yeah. But I don't fall for rumors so easily."

"That's a relief," Elsa smiled, looking more relaxed. "You better catch up with Rapunzel. She wouldn't like you hanging too long here with me."

"Oh, yeah. But I promise I'll talk to you later!" Michelle promised Elsa as she left the room.

"Where's the map?" Rapunzel asked. She was waiting for Michelle in front of the elevators.

"Oh, I couldn't find it," Michelle lied.

"That's cool. We can look another time," Rapunzel shrugged as they entered an elevator. When they entered the cafeteria they saw Hiro and Jack talking to a group of people. Hiro spotted Michelle and waved her over.

"You don't mind, do you?" Michelle asked Rapunzel, seeing Hiro wanting her to come over.

"Not al all, I'll catch you later," Rapunzel smiled as Michelle walked over to Hiro and she went to Flynn and Merida.

"Guys, meet Michelle. She's the other prodigy," Hiro introduced Michelle to the group he and Jack were talking to.

"Oh. My. Gosh! You're adorable!" A girl with blond hair and pink glasses swooped Michelle in for a hug. "You room with my twin, Rapunzel!"

"Oh my gosh! You guys are twins?! That's awesome!" Michelle beamed.

"I know, right?! My name is Honey Lemon!" She said.

"I'm Fred. You know, you don't look like you came from Mars," a boy with shoulder-length hair and beanie said.

"Um... Thank you. I appreciate it," Michelle said, not knowing what else to say.

"Ignore him. The name's Gogo," a girl with short black hair with a purple streak said as she blew a bubble with her bubblegum, arms crossed.

"And I'm Wasabi," a dark-skinned boy with brown eyes said.

"Wait. Wasabi, Honey Lemon, Gogo?" Michelle raised an eyebrow.

"I make all the nicknames," Fred stated proudly.

"Why don't you have a nickname?" Michelle asked.

"Yeah, why don't you have a nickname?" Hiro questioned.

"The nicknamer is never supposed to create a nickname for himself! It could mess with the ripple of time!" Fred exclaimed.

"...How?" Hiro asked, confused.

"Because if the nicknamer nicknames himself after he nicknamed the already-nicknamed, the already-nicknamed would have to be nicknamed again!" Fred explained.

"You lost me at nickname," Jack said.

"Well, why don't we nickname you 'The Nicknamer'?" Michelle suggested.

"Hm... I like it, and I didn't make it. I guess it'll work," Fred said thoughtfully.

"Ah! Hiro, Michelle! There you are!" Mr. North walked in. "Come, I must show you something!"

As the two teenagers followed him in the hallway, Mr. North began speaking. "We had scientists from a nearby university create us something that they want us to test and see if it will help people of all ages."

He opened a door with the sign that said: BY NO MEANS MAY ANYONE ENTER WITHOUT HEADMASTER'S APPROVAL.

"What do you mean? This place is empty," Hiro looked around.

Mr. North began whispering something in Michelle's ear. He then stood up and said, "I'll leave you two alone with the creation. Michelle, you know vat to do." And with that, he left the room.

"Hiro... Let me apologize in advance," Michelle said. Before he could ask what she mean, she picked up duct tape nearby, stuck it on Hiro's arm for not longer than a second, and ripped it off.

"Ow!" Hiro hissed in pain.

"I am so sorry! Mr. North told m-" Michelle got cut off when all of a sudden, an inflatable, squishy, large, robot appeared.

"Hello. I am Baymax, your personal health care companion. On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?" The robot asked Hiro.

"Uh... I don't know, a two I guess?" Hiro said.

"I shall scan you now," Baymax said. "You appear to have a slight epidermal abrasion on your forearm. I shall use an antibacterial spray," Baymax sprayed Hiro's arm. "You have been a good boy. Have a lollipop," he then stuck out a cherry-flavored lollipop.

"That's really cool! So you can just scan people and figure stuff out about their injuries, or things like their blood type too?" Michelle asked.

"I am equipped to learn anything about my patient. For example, I shall scan Hiro again," Baymax scanned Hiro.

"Your hormone levels are increasing, which is common in adolescences. Diagnosis: Puberty." Baymax said.

"Wait, what?!" Hiro looked horrified.

"You should expect an increase in hair in different places such as your face, underarms, and penis."

"How do we shut this thing off?!" Michelle asked, also horrified.

"You should also expect strange impulses, such as sexual urges," Baymax carried on.

"Why! Why did he have to scan me and not you?!" Hiro's face was bright red.

"Very well, I shall scan Michelle," Baymax scanned her.

"It appears you have already have had your period," Baymax began, and Michelle began blushing furiously. "However, protection is highly advised during sexual inter-"

"How do we shut this thing off?!" Hiro wailed.

"I cannot deactivate until you say you are satisfied with your care," Baymax said.

"WE ARE SATISFIED WITH OUR CARE!" Hiro and Michelle shouted simultaneously.

Baymax shut off, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

PHEW! I managed to write this between homework and pushed that writer's block away! Congratulations to the amazing sirenserenity on her engagement!

Question: If you were Hiro or Michelle, what would you do?