Soli Deo gloria
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Big Hero 6.
TAKE FIFTY-SIX:
Tadashi took special care with all sound systems to ensure that nothing, nothing, was left to blare when turned on. He rubbed viciously at his tired eyes, traitorous things. Yes, he was pushing the limits of what his body normally withstood, and yes, after Baymax decided to function properly and he pinched himself awake for Callaghan's lecture, he'd pop a couple of sleeping pills and keep knocked out for the remainder of the daylight hours, but until Baymax was a healthy patient Tadashi was a trial-ridden doctor.
"Ready, guys?" Tadashi said. Fred gave him a big thumb's up after snapping on those huge red headphones; Honey, Wasabi, and Gogo, learned and wiser, clapped their hands over their ears and nodded.
"Your faith in my fixing skills is truly amazing," Tadashi said in a faux-awed voice, bowing, as he pushed the 'on' button.
"That's Tadashi Hamada," Gogo directed to the camera, ignoring Baymax's physician, "and this is the fifty-sixth test of his robotics project." Her tone of voice, eyes gestures, and sass-level delivered her intonation to him.
Tadashi raised an impish eyebrow and turned to see Baymax have a severe reactionary overload. The white robot trembled and shook as needles extended, medicines popped out; his scanner popped in and out and in and out and around again. His screen flashed like a sped-up photo montage of Tadashi's coronary system, body heat levels, a scan of the nooks and crannies of his skull; his voice spoke jumbled words taken out of a conversation none had heard before—"Arteries—dietary restrictions—193.53—at levels 37%—cell development—exercise and exertion at 8—"
Wires were produced, IVs measured out, the medicines inside them trembling like in a glassful of water; his defibrillators, to Wasabi's horror, started up; Baymax flashed hot and cold like a feverish patient—he looked like he was having a seizure.
"I think he's trying to do all medical procedures at once!" Honey yelled above the noise. It was almost like he was trying to make up for not having done them right before by doing them all at once now.
Wasabi squealed like a little girl, his fingers in his ears as he squeezed together into a fetal position. "TURN HIM OFF!" he yelled.
"WOW!" said Fred, not frightened but delighted by technology.
"SHUT HIM OFF NOW!" shouted Gogo.
Tadashi dared to reach out and press the 'off' button, risking bodily harm, and the overloaded Baymax subdued into a comatose unconscious state.
They all panted, catching their breath back, and Fred said, amazed and undeterred, "Huh. There is such a thing as too much of a good thing."
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