A SMOKE alarm blared in his ears, a bright light bleeding into his eyes that he shut, shielding his face with his forearm. Taking in his surroundings, he gasped as he turned to see where he was. The lush flora of SFIT's courtyard came to view, confusion stitching his brow as he shifted his gaze to see Tadashi.

Disbelief and confusion reigned in his mind as he looked at him, words silent as he failed to speak with eyes wide in shock. His older brother's face was determined, yet afraid, resolved to accomplish a task which he did not know. Looking down, Hiro saw his hand holding his arm, the realization hitting him with horror.

"Callaghan is in there, someone has to help." Tadashi panted.

Gripped with terror, he released his brother, seeing him run into the inferno that engulfed the auditorium, disappearing into the flames. Why did he let go? Did life give him a second chance to rescue him yet he allowed him to die anyway? Like a man possessed, his body moved forward, lifting Tadashi's cap off the ground. What was happening?

Fear filled him tremulously, his eyes darting around as he wondered what to do. Frowning deeply, he ran toward the building when he suddenly heard gunshots emanating from it, halting his progression. The world around him froze as the sound echoed; the crackling of the fire, the screams of people around him and the alarm drowning underneath it. The silence broke as the building exploded, the light of flames blinding him as they flung him back.


"HIRO? HIRO Hamada?" A gentle feminine voice came to him.

The harsh morning light stung his eyes as he came to, prying them open as he saw an Asian woman in a dustcoat standing beside him as he lay. GoGo, Wasabi, Dash, Fred, Honey Lemon, Maxwell, Dr Cello, Baymax and Aunt Cass stood around him, looking closely at him as he lay on the gurney in a medical room in Stark Industries. The scientist walked up to him, her smile meeting him warmly as she checked his vitals on a tablet fixed near the IV to the left.

"Ah, good, you survived." Dr Helen Cho sighed.

"Survived what? What happened?" Hiro raised his brow.

"Oh, Hiro!" Aunt Cass rushed to his side and hugged him. "I thought you were gonna die!" She pressed her cheek against his as she embraced him tightly. "Ooh, you're a strong boy, aren't you?"

"Strong? What happened?" Hiro looked at the others.

"You were injected with a poison called Black Pit, a corrosive agent that slowly eats away at your cells till you're a hollow corpse. It's a miracle that you're still alive; even with the Cradle, we wouldn't have been able to save you." Dr Cho smiled at him.

"Who did it?" Hiro tried to sit up.

"Mmm, I was right." Dr Cho frowned. "In order to prevent the poison from spreading, your heart rate reduced to a beat per minute. Apparently, your brain function must have been affected as well, though I do not know why because you did not suffer any brain damage."

"Who injected me?" Hiro furrowed his brow.

"That doesn't matter now, Hiro." GoGo walked up to him. "All that matters is that you're alright."

"Welcome back, Hiro." Baymax turned to him. "Forgive me, I failed you as a healthcare companion."

"No, it's not your fault, Baymax; you did what you could." Hiro smiled at him.

"We're glad you're alright, Hiro." Honey hugged him.

"Yeah, didn't think you'd make it, little man." Wasabi ruffled his hair.

"What, you thought that could take me down?" Hiro chuckled. "Still wanna know who injected me though." He frowned slightly.

"Ooh, ooh, did you get any powers?" Fred tapped his fingers together anxiously.

"I doubt a poison would have the capability to provide the right mutation for a superhuman ability." Maxwell's eyes drooped.

"I could make it up to you by telling you about –," Aunt Cass interrupted Baymax.

"By telling you about the ice cream we got you." She laughed uneasily.

"Okay, where is it?" Hiro leaned forward.

"Uh …" Aunt Cass's eyes darted around the room. "Stephen, get him the ice cream."

"Let's go, Baymax." Dr Cello pushed Baymax toward the door.

"Wait, since when is she on a first name basis with you?" Hiro raised his brow.

"Fool! Who said we're getting ice cream?" Dr Cello folded his arms.

"I thought you were getting ice cream." GoGo folded his arms.

"Of course we're not." Dr Cello left the room with Baymax.

Hiro raised his brow as he watched the scientist leave, his curiosity peaking as Aunt Cass followed him hastily. Shrugging it off, he laid back and turned to Dr Cho who was clicking on the tablet near the IV. GoGo sat beside his pillow, rubbing his head affectionately as she turned to the woman.

"Well, he should be fine after some rest." Dr Cho turned to her. "He can go back home in the morning."

"Okay, get well soon, Hiro." Honey waved at him as she left.

"See ya tomorrow." Wasabi followed her.

Maxwell, Wasabi, Honey, Dr Cho and Dash left the room and GoGo sat back, leaning against the bed. Hiro turned to his left, his brow furrowing as he played back the vision he had, debating its merit as a revelation as to the truth behind Tadashi's death. Dismissing it as a dream, he huffed and turned to GoGo who moved to sit astride on his waist.

"Whoa, whoa, not here, GoG –,"

"Don't do that to me again!" She grabbed his throat, slamming his head against the pillow repeatedly.

"Don't do what?" He held her arms back.

"Don't scare me like that." She punched him in the gut.

"Hey." He chuckled weakly.

"Do you know how much I worried about you?" Her frown died down.

"It was only a couple of days; didn't think you'd freak out so bad." He smiled at her.

"Well, I did." Her voice stifled into a mutter. "Didn't think I would, but I did. You happy? You made me into some kinda worried housewife or something."

"Hey, we aren't married."

"It's your fault I'm like this now." She pouted. "Don't do that to me again."

"I promise I won't." He shrugged. "Maybe; though I should make sure I'm dead so that you don't try to kill me again."

"I'll kill you if you die on me." She pointed at him threateningly.

"Pretty sure that'd be quite difficult." He chuckled.

"I'm pretty sure I'll find a way." She punched him in the gut.

"Okay, okay, I won't do it again." He laughed, his audibility stifled by a grunt.

She giggled and leaned into him, resting her head on his chest as she lay on top of him, legs astride his waist. Placing one arm on him, she rubbed his head with her free hand, feeling him hold onto her as he petted her. Looking up to him, she smiled warmly, meeting his eyes as he turned to her.

"I'm glad you're okay, Hiro." She cuddled up to him. "Please, don't do that again."

"I won't leave you, GoGo; I promise you." He smiled at her then cocked his neck. "Though you can't be sure about anything in this line of work."

"Can't break the contract." She closed her eyes.

"Wouldn't dream of it."

"Me too." She sighed.


CHUCKLING, DASH replied to a text and got off the phone, walking over to GoGo who looked at the designs of her hover car on a large, blue monitor atop her work desk. Pocketing his hands, he looked at the blueprints, nodding sarcastically as he barely paid attention to what he was looking at. Scoffing, she folded her arms, humming as she studied the screen then turned to him.

"Okay, bet you're tired of waiting, so show me your stuff."

"Sorry, no dice." He shrugged. "Can't show you the junk in the trunk till I certify that you're qualified to ride this powerhouse."

"I'm talking about your speed."

"Faster than a speeding bullet, but lasts longer than most would think." He stroked his chin and cocked his neck.

"Ugh, I mean on the treadmill." She groaned.

"I knew what you meant." He chuckled.

Stepping back, she turned to the treadmill to her left as she felt a gust of wind rush from her and back. Seeing Dash standing next to her, she turned to the machine, its once intact body standing in shambles as pieces of it lay strewn on the floor. A part of it rolled to her foot and she turned to him stiffly, her mouth agape in shock and her face filled with anger.

"I didn't mean wreck it!" She frowned.

"Relax; it just proves your machine can't handle my speed." He folded his arms. "Doubt you can either."

"I'd never try with a reckless moron like you." She turned to the destroyed treadmill. "Do you know how much that cost?"

"Does it matter? Isn't Stark Industries insanely rich and stuff?" He chuckled.

"Yeah, but that thing was supposed to handle over five hundred miles an hour." She enunciated, anger filling her tone.

"Too bad I went at Mach speed." He showed her the machine's speedometer. "Doubt it'll show anything, but that's how far I went."

"Whoa." She received the part, eyes widened by shock. "I didn't know you were that fast. This is amazing!" She rubbed the back of her neck. "How'd you do that?" An excited smile crossed her face.

"I'm amazing." He shrugged.

"I've gotta find out how you're able to do the stuff you do." She laughed involuntarily. "I've never said this before, but Dash, you're amazing!"

"I know." He nodded cockily.

"We've gotta –,"

"Yeah, actually, I've gotta go. Violet's moving back to New Washington and I wanted to show her around before she leaves." He headed for the door.

"Whoa, really? Why so soon?" She furrowed her brow.

"She's gotta get back to New Washington for another court hearing." He turned to her. "She told me Tony Stark's been getting a lil worked up with this new judge who's been grilling him a lot lately over their newest Avenger."

"There's another Avenger?" She raised her brow.

"Three of 'em and their identities are top secret 'cuz they're directly linked to the Sokovia incident and the government wants them in jail."

"Well, we can't just let her leave like that, we've gotta spend some time with her first and see her off."

"She'll be out in a couple days, so you can have her tomorrow after I show her around today." He opened the door.

"Sure, I'll tell the others." She followed him out of the room, drawing out her cell phone.


THE CAFÉ's door bell rung as Hiro, GoGo, Honey, Maxwell, Dash, Wasabi and Fred entered the main dining area of Hiro's house. Turning to his right, he saw Dr Cello seated at a table, drinking a cup of coffee and reading a manga. Hiro slammed his door to grab the scientist's attention, causing him to throw the comic at a wall across from him and fall to the floor.

"Uh, what're you doing?" Fred raised his brow.

"Nothing." Dr Cello quickly stood up. "Just preparing in case a group of Cheetah Bat Foxes invade the North Pole."

"What're you talking about?" Wasabi shook his head.

"Are we still seriously asking him that question now? Really? After all he's said?" Maxwell frowned.

"Anyway, what're you doing here?" Hiro walked up to the scientist.

"Recalibrating my air balloon, why'd you ask?" Dr Cello folded his arms, looking at him suspiciously. "Demi Lovato!"

"Is Aunt Cass here?" Hiro brushed off what he said.

"Yeah, she's upstairs making me some coffee."

"Didn't you just have some coffee?" Honey took a seat.

"And isn't the coffee maker over there." Hiro pointed at a counter behind him.

"Fires at over three thousand degrees can easily burn your skin." Dr Cello frowned.

"Seriously, are you on cocaine or something?" Wasabi massaged the bridge of his nose. "We can help you if you're addicted."

"Nah, he makes cocaine high." GoGo smirked.

"I am Baymax." His voice came from upstairs.

The squeaking of vinyl met their ears, wood creaking as the plush robot toppled down the stairs and smacked against a wall at the end of it. Scrambling to his feet, he lifted one leg and twirled around, tripping and falling off a small staircase onto the floor. Standing once more, he tiptoed to them, barely balancing on a single leg as he moved.

"I am a nimble ballet dancer." He fell on a table, leaving everyone dumbfounded as they stared at him.

"Bravo, bravo!" Dr Cello clapped enthusiastically, his eyes shut in awestruck glee. "Snoop Dogg!"

"Uh, I think he's broken." GoGo pointed at Baymax.

"Baymax, what're you doing?" Hiro raised his brow.

"I ascertained that I would be more useful in another career other than a healthcare companion, so I am pursuing the career of ballet." The robot rose to his feet.

"This is the exact reason why I do not have faith in AI. First they breach their protocol, then they make their own decisions and soon they deem humans obsolete and try to dominate the world." Maxwell frowned.

"Baymax would never do that." Honey chuckled.

"It starts with harmless things at first, but just wait and see." Maxwell folded his arms. "He is the most powerful member in the group and his programming is coded to enable him to evolve, so it's gonna happen at some point."

"Baymax would never do such a thing." Honey shook his head.

"Come on, can you really look at him and see an evil killer robot." Wasabi gestured to Baymax.

"Looks can be deceiving." Maxwell turned to the robot and studied him closely. "Just look at him; beneath that plush white body and soulless black eyes lies the next Skynet or Ultron robot to enslave mankind."

"Kittens are the pillow of the soul." Baymax blinked.

"Ooh, you're just so lovable." Honey hugged him tightly.

"You're just paranoid, Max." Fred chuckled.

"Wait, how is he the most powerful?" Dash raised his brow.

Hiro chuckled and walked away from the others, moving up to a table where he placed his bags and took a seat. Turning to his friends, he smiled, happy to see that all of them were still alive after their previous super villain encounter. Distracted by another matter, he turned to Dr Cello who stepped back from Baymax.

"Hey, Dr Cello, you still didn't get me my ice cream." He stood up.

"Fool! I am a black man." Dr Cello looked to his right, stitching his brows as he went into a cliché heroic pose.

"No, you're not." Maxwell walked up to him. "You're clearly Caucasian."

"Fool! Who said Canada is cold?" Dr Cello pointed at him threateningly.

"What did you call me?" Maxwell gritted his teeth.

"Mexican burritos originated from Nigeria." Dr Cello pocketed his hands.

"What're you doing here anyway?" Dash raised his brow.

"Fool! I was born two weeks ago." Dr Cello headed for the door.

"Weren't you supposed to be working on a particle accelerator back at my house?" Fred turned to him.

"There is no Stephen, there is only." Dr Cello turned his head menacingly. "Doom …" He chuckled. "Man, that movie was bad."

"I –," Aunt Cass interrupted Hiro.

"Hiro!"

She walked down the steps hastily, catching the attention of the others who turned to her as she hugged Hiro. Maxwell's eyes fixed on Baymax as he went around the room, his glare following the robot as he set up the table he had fallen on. Turning to Hiro, the robot walked up to him, looking at Maxwell who folded his arms, his gaze filled with distrust.

"How're you feeling?" Aunt Cass held his hands.

"Great and I wasn't bored since GoGo kept coming over." Hiro smiled at her.

"Thanks Ethel, you've been a great help." Aunt Cass turned to GoGo.

"Nah, it was nothing really." She pocketed her hands.

"It's like you're a second mom or something." Aunt Cass chuckled.

"No, I'm not." GoGo folded her arms, turning away as pink coursed through her face that exuded embarrassment.

"Their bond has been increased due to the increase of Oxytocin and Dopamine in their hormonal systems as they have been partaking in –," Honey interrupted Baymax.

"Pilates! Pilates." She laughed uneasily.

"It is a physical exercise." Baymax shrugged. "I shall download it into my database under 'Expressions'. My vocabulary advancements are quite sick." He lifted his finger.

"Right …" Aunt Cass raised her brow, confused by his words and turned to Hiro. "Anyway, you came back just in time; Stephen's made lunch for you." She gestured to him. "He said it was his special treat."

"Whoa, Stephen, you cook?" GoGo turned to Dr Cello.

"Fool! Who said I was a chef?" Dr Cello turned away from her, leaning on a cane and adjusting a white top hat.

"Where'd you get the hat?" Dash raised his brow.

"My cochlea has a spiral shape." Dr Cello headed for the staircase. "Let us make haste! For dolphins are great at navigating through deserts."

Heading up the stairs, the others followed him slowly, baffled by his words. Tossing the hat and cane crassly, he walked onto the upper main area, gesturing for Aunt Cass to move onward before him. Moving up to a counter, Aunt Cass began lifting some plates off it when the scientist walked past and tapped her ass. Yelping, she smiled at him as he moved on, making Hiro shake his head angrily.

"Nigga!" He jumped at Dr Cello with a punch when Wasabi kicked him in mid-air, knocking him to the ground.

"Don't say nigga again!" Wasabi frowned at him. "You're not even black!"

"Tsk." GoGo clasped her hands before her and shrugged, lowering her head slightly. "He's kinda black."

"No! No, GoGo!" Honey tapped a finger on her nose, scolding her. "Bad, GoGo, very bad!"

"What? I'm just saying." GoGo chuckled.

"Hoh, because I'm brack, huh?" Hiro stood up, looking at Wasabi; bobbing his head while holding his arms out threateningly. "Hoh, I see you."

"You're not even Chinese." An old bespectacled Chinese man who stood beside Hiro shook his head.

"Oh, hey, Mr Ling; thanks for fixing the sink." Aunt Cass smiled at him.

"You're welcome, but you should look after your boy; I think he has a screw loose." Mr Ling left the room.

"Hey, dude, why're you speaking like that?" Fred turned to him.

"Sorry, been watching too many Trevor Noah videos." Hiro rubbed the back of his neck then frowned and turned to Dr Cello. "And you, why'd you –,"

The others stared in shock as they saw a yellow dotted outline of Dr Cello standing before them with an arrow pointing at it repeatedly, beeping continuously. A high-pitched feminine voice came, echoing through the room "Wow!" The scientist was seated on a couch behind them, sipping coffee as he watched them look at the empty space in confusion. As the line art disappeared, they shared confused glances, frozen in shock.

"What just happened?" GoGo's eyes widened with confusion.

"Yup, the writers are at it again." Hiro shook his head, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Juvia does get that a lot." Dr Cello sipped more coffee.

"So, seriously, why are you here?" Dash turned to Dr Cello, frowning slightly as he became impatient.

"Fool! Who said I was here?" Dr Cello turned his head dismissively, frowning as his voice deepened dramatically.

"If you say fool one more time, God help me, I'll release one of my suits and have them blow your face off." Maxwell frowned tensely.

"A lot has happened in the couple of days you were out, Hiro." Dr Cello placed the coffee cup on a table. "Honey, Fred and Wasabi came across a man named Danny Rand, or the Iron Fist, who's from an Order called K'un-L'un who excommunicated Nianzu Zhiqiang, who was responsible for the bombings. Maxwell and I analysed the machine we found and I'm afraid that I was right; it is one of a hundred correspondents for a massive seismic wave bomb that, when activated, is meant to send San Fransokyo into the ocean. Nianzu apparently had no other reason other than to draw Danny out for a final showdown."

"Wait, you took this long to tell me that? We should get on the field right away and find the bomb!" Anger stitched Hiro's brow.

"Fools! Who said I know anything about a bomb?" Dr Cello frowned.

"That's it!" Maxwell kicked him in the face, knocking him over the couch.

"Dude, you could've hurt him!" Wasabi's eyes dilated in worry.

"Fools! Who said I could be hurt?" Dr Cello's voice came behind him.

Quickly turning, the others saw the scientist standing on a table, his fists pressed against his sides in a heroic pose with his jacket flowing like a cape. Turning to the couch, they saw his feet peeking off the backrest. With eyes wide in shock, they looked back at him then the chair, seeing that his feet had disappeared.

"Even I can't do that." Dash said in shock, shaking his head in disbelief.

"As I was saying, Danny left a cryptic message on the Big Hero 6 website, telling us to get off the case because he and his Order are far more capable of handling it." Dr Cello walked up to them.

"Well, we were barely able to handle them anyway." Honey shrugged.

"You guys anyway, 'cuz I was juggling all of 'em." Dash smirked.

"Jack also told us to get off the SFIT case because it is too deep for us to handle as well and it's official SHIELD business. I've even quit working there and I'm on Stan Lee's payroll." Dr Cello pocketed his hands.

"Well, looks like we've got a lot of free time on our hands now." GoGo popped her gum.

"Okay, to the beach!" Dr Cello pointed to his right, his clothes suddenly replaced with a pair swim trunks and a surf board in the crook of his left arm. He held Honey in the air by her collar with his right hand.

"Why're you holding me?" Honey turned to him, dangling like she hung from a hang wire.

"High ho silver, away!" Dr Cello bellowed.

"Dude, way too many references." Hiro rubbed the bridge of his nose.


THE BRIGHT sun beat down against the sands of the beach, the crashing waves creating etching patterns on the shore. Laughs filled the air as people frolicked around, beach mats, umbrellas strewn all over as they amassed. Sunbathing, GoGo, Honey, Violet, Clarisse, Cat, Wasabi, Hiro, Dash, Dr Cello and Aunt Cass lay on different mats.

"Ah, I love the beach." Honey sighed, sipping some soda.

"Yeah, especially when there's no super psycho inter-dimensional alien monster attacking and threatening to destroy the world." GoGo laid back.

"I still never understood that." Aunt Cass stroked her chin. "Stephen, could you explain it again?"

"When a meteor falls to the ground, it crystalizes and it makes butter." He clenched his fist before him.

"Of course it does, dear, that's why I like you." Aunt Cass pecked his cheek.

Dr Cello remained unfazed, focussed on his clenched fist before him as he stared at the horizon seriously. Hiro glared at him, folding his arms as crimson coursed in his face, rage boiling in him. With a wide grin, Cat cracked an egg on his head, pouring it on him.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing!?" Hiro turned to her.

"I thought it was hot enough to fry an egg." Cat raised her hands innocently.

"This isn't a cartoon, you know." He frowned at her, wiping the egg off his head.

"Ah, you arrogant horizon!" Dr Cello jumped to his feet. "You are my rival!"

He sprinted onward, manoeuvring between the people on the beach and dove into the water, swimming quickly towards the horizon. Cursing, Hiro wiped the egg of his head, his frown dying when someone overshadowed him. Looking up, he saw GoGo who was clad in a yellow bikini with Kit Kat logos on it. Taking a good look at her curvaceous body, he averted his gaze, wrapping his hand over his mouth.

"I think I'm gonna take a dip too." She looked around then turned to Hiro. "You coming?"

"Yeah, sure, sure." His voice muffled against his hand.

"Okay, you'll find me there." She headed for the water.

"Yo, is something wrong?" Dash turned to Hiro.

"No, nothing." Hiro uncovered his mouth.

"Then why're you bleeding from one nostril?" Wasabi furrowed his brow.

"Oh, yeah." Hiro wiped his nose. "Half Japanese, so." He shrugged.

"Is it just me or are you guys saying stuff that's ridiculously racist?" Violet chuckled.

"Nein, nein, we're not." Hiro shook his head.

"Okay …" She looked at him disbelievingly then smiled as she looked around. "Man, I'm gonna miss you guys; your craziness has kinda grown on me. Maybe I can visit a little longer next time, provided the court hearings finish up already."

"Yeah, you should come back again; it's been great having you here." Honey smiled at her.

"Absolutely." Violet smiled at her.

Loud chattering met their ears as a panic set in, people around them fixing their gazes on the sea before them. The waters rose in a domical shape, instilling chaos as screams spread and a stampede slowly formed. Metal came to view as the waters receded, a large mechanical beast rising from the depths standing around ten feet tall.

The machine was a reptilian humanoid robot, its stout arms shifting slowly as it walked toward the beach as its tail and legs stirred the waters. Steam spewed from the sides of its mouth and a red glow emanated from its eyes, reflecting off the green of its face and body. Seeing the symbol of a Krogar on the forehead of the robot, GoGo frowned, shaking her head in anger.

"Are you kidding me?" GoGo raised her brow.

"Yup." Hiro swooped past her.

Flipping in mid-air as he flew, parts of his armour wrapped around his body, joining to his boots and gloves, slapping his helmet on lastly. A streak of dust moved through the sand as Dash sprinted, a trail of exhaust coming from Baymax in a curve as he soared nearby and pulses of purple energy as Violet shot past him. The team of heroes, tailed by GoGo and Wasabi who got into their gear last, advanced toward the monster, hands and fists at the ready to attack.

"Whoa, whoa, guys, I was kidding!" Fred's voice came from the machine, its arms flailing as he backtracked.

"I knew this idea was foolish." Maxwell's voice came from the machine as well.

Fred screamed and crossed his arms before him as they collided.

THE MOON's bright light seeped through the small window to her left, its light glinting off her face as she lowered her head. Her eyes exuded grief as she looked down at her hands, interlocking her fingers as her mind recalled her time with Hiro and how much she regretted her course of action. Lifting her head, she faced the man who stood before her, his face shrouded by the dark shadows.

"Allie, I know for certain that you know what we do to people who fail their mission, right?" The man raised his brow.

"… I …" She sighed, her voice stifled. "Yes … I do."

"Your recent developments have saved you from your punishment however." The man turned to the window then back at her. "Had it been anyone else, I would have had you killed the moment you arrived. The Terrigen Mist has proven more useful than thought possible and it has given us a greater opportunity than we once realized. With this, our rebirth shall go unhindered." He smirked and laughed with a heavy tone. "Hail Hydra."


This is the last chapter of the 'Spills and Chills' arc. The next arc titled 'Star and Skull' will start in the next chapter. Thanks for reading