Angel: I wasn't gonna upload this until tomorrow, but I just wanted to let you guys know that my Tangled Series is being released after I take my finals. I have to meet with my advisor today and continue studying, so I'll see you tomorrow with another short!

"Hello, I am Baymax."

In the tennis courts, the tennis ball machine is on. Honey Lemon is using it, in a yellow skirt and white tank top. Her long hair is in a bun. She runs back and forth as tennis balls are being bounced towards her. She hits every single one.

"Hello Honey Lemon," Baymax says as he and Hana arrive. She's wearing a red tank top and a white skirt with white sneakers. Her hair is in a low ponytail behind her back, with a white headband over her head.

"Hey Honey," She waves a bit nervously, adjusting her skirt. She's never worn a skirt by itself before, and it felt a little weird.

"Hi guys!" Honey Lemon waves to them. She hits one more ball. "Hang on!" Running over to the machine, turning it off.

"I see you are playing tennis," Baymax pulls up a picture on his tummy. "An excellent source of physical activity."

"I'm so glad you agreed to try tennis with me, Hana! You look so cute!" Honey Lemon hugs her slightly.

"Heh. Well, I feel a little exposed to be honest. I don't normally show my legs," Hana gestures to her outfit.

"Aw. But you still look cute."

"Thanks," She smiles at her friend. "I decided to bring Baymax with me so that I feel a little bit more comfortable."

"Do you know how to play, Baymax?" Honey Lemon asks eagerly.

"I know the rules and MANY injuries associated with tennis," He shows pictures while naming the various injuries. "Rotator cuff tendonitis. Tennis elbow."

The girls both cringe upon seeing the photos.

"Wrist strain."

Honey Lemon doesn't want to hear anymore, and unfortunately Hana had to listen to this on the way over here, but she's certainly not willing to hear them again.

"Okay! How about we just play?" Honey Lemon nervously spins her racket. She goes into her duffel bag, luckily she had a shirt big enough, and the two girls help Baymax into his tennis outfit. Hana takes off her hoodie before realizing something.

"Honey, do you have an extra...?"

"Oh, I always have spares!" She hands Baymax and Hana one racket each. Honey Lemon helps the girl to the other side next to the tennis machine. "Do you know the rules?"

"Baymax told me the rules on the bus ride over. I think I got it," Hana waves it off.

"Okay, it's pretty simple. You just hit the ball over the net, and Hana, you just try to hit it back!"

Baymax moves his racket back and forth stiffly. "I will try."

"Got it," Hana bends down a bit, spinning the racket a little. Honey Lemon gives a thumbs up as she stands next to Baymax, so that the game would be fair. The machine starts up and shoots a ball towards the robot. He swings, but the ball falls away from his racket downwards.

The next ball heads to the other side and he tries to move fast enough to hit it, but the ball goes past him.

Every single ball, it's the same thing: his speed is just too slow for him to actually hit a ball.

"Oh, that was...that was great, Baymax!" Honey Lemon says after a few more balls.

"I don't think we can get a good game going like this," Hana frowns a little, rubbing her chin.

"You're right," She rolls her racket in thought. "We just have to find a way to get him moving faster..."

Honey Lemon is on Baymax's right so she can try to help him hit the ball with his racket. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" Hana calls out.

"Positive! Alright Baymax, you can do this! I know it!" Honey Lemon says confidently. "Hana, get ready to hit these balls!"

"Alright..." Hana shrugs, getting into position. The first ball shoots out, and Honey lifts Baymax's arm, but the tennis ball misses him.

Another makes its way far from them, so she pushes Baymax, but he still misses. He may be soft, but he's definitely heavy. Honey Lemon pulls him and he falls onto his back. Hana cringes at the display that she's seeing.

This doesn't stop Honey, however, and Baymax bounces over her. Hana looks between the ball and the two of them, unsure if this was really best for the robot. A few tennis balls later, everything goes in slow motion. Baymax is turned sharply by Honey Lemon as the ball hits the court, going over the net.

"Ooooooh noooo," Baymax says slowly before the ball touches the racket. Hana covers her mouth in shock. Her eyes widen as the ball rockets straight towards her and smacks her on the forehead, knocking her down. Then the ball goes right through the gates and a car alarm is heard.

Baymax's headband slips off his head. "I hit the ball over the net." The band lands on his head.

"...Owww..." Hana murmurs in pain.

"Hello, I am Baymax. I was alerted to your need of medical attention when you said ow. On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?"

Hana can't even answer as her eyes swirl around.

"I'll leave a note on that car...and get Hana an ice pack," She cringes at her friend on the ground. "How about we go with your strengths?"

Soon, Honey Lemon watches Hana and Baymax play, holding her hands together and giggling in amusement. "Oooh! This is perfect, Baymax! You and Hana are doing great!"

Hana swings the ball and it bounces off Baymax's belly, going back to the black-haired girl. A white bandage is wrapped around her forehead from her earlier injury. She giggles at how the game is going. All she really had to do was stay in one place so that the robot didn't have to move.

"Thanks again for inviting us, Honey Lemon! I think I'm really getting the hang of this. Almost like ping pong," Hana comments as she swings her arm again, hitting the ball towards Baymax.

"How about the both of us play a game together once you think you're ready?" Honey Lemon holds up her racket. "And then after that, I'll treat you to lunch. I feel bad that you got hurt since I was helping Baymax."

"Aww, Honey, don't worry about it," Hana says while hitting the ball again. "If anything, it'll go away once I treat it. I don't even feel it anymore," She lifts up the bandage to show a light-red tennis ball shaped mark.

"No arguing! I'll take you to Joe's Diner and we can have milkshakes so that neither of us feel bad about...stuff that happened today," She glances towards the gates, both of them cringing at the memory of the car window.

"Alright," Hana chuckles at her. Despite the injury and the broken car window, today was actually fun.