This is based on that one scene of Obake in the Lucky Cat Cafe during the episode "Kentucky Kaiju". But don't worry, you don't need to know much about the episode considering it glosses over the events of the episode.
Obake quietly sipped his coffee, watching as Hiro and Baymax quietly talked about going to Fred for help, as they left the cafe.
He allowed a small grin to grace his lips. Everything was going according to plan.
"More coffee?"
The voice wasn't the one of the woman who served him before (Cate? Cass?). Instead a young man, probably in his early twenties, stood over him, an easy smile on his face as he waited for a response.
"You're too kind."
Obake kept his eyes on the cup, watching it fill up.
When it was full, he looked up at the young man before him.
He was relatively tall; not taller than Obake but still easily towered over most of the population. He wore a grey cardigan over a dark blue shirt and, on top of his dark hair, he wore a navy blue cap with the logo of the San Fransokyo Ninjas (the local team (of what sport, Obake had no idea)) on it.
There was no name tag, like the rest of the staff had.
An enigma.
Obake's favourite.
"Enjoying the blueberry scones? They're quite a new addition to the menu."
"They're delightfully…fruitful." Not a lie. Supervillains could like pastries.
Whoever the person was flashed a smile at him, like there was some inside joke, before going over to the next table and easily starting a conversation with the two old ladies there.
Obake just sat there, drinking his coffee, his eyes never leaving this new enigma.
"Someone else is behind all of this, Tadashi. Globby and Noodle Burger Boy are working for them. We have no idea who else does."
"We should make a list of each villain and their activities, just to see if we can make any links. And Hiro? You need to be careful."
Hiro had overcome his self-doubt and had begun to realise that someone else was pulling the strings.
He was very clever.
But despite this revelation, after dismissing everyone from the room, Obake turned to focus on this new mystery.
Tadashi Hamada.
Hiro had been discussing his problem with him while Obake watched from his screen. After telling his brother off for messing with dangerous technology, Tadashi had spent a little while brainstorming who the potential villain could be.
He'd never realise it would be the person he'd served coffee only earlier that day.
Obake turned the screen off and sat back in his chair. He tented his hands and put his fingers against his lips.
There was something about Hiro's older brother.
How positively thrilling.
Obake found himself at the Lucky Cat the next day. After all, the blueberry scones (read: Tadashi) had been on his mind all night.
He assured himself that this was a sure-fire way of getting intelligence on the leader of Big Hero 6 via his brother.
But when Tadashi Hamada came out and smirked at him - his cap was missing, exposing this soft dark hair - all thoughts of his plans melted away.
"You really enjoyed the scones that much?"
"And if I did?"
Tadashi put his hands up with a laugh. "Hey, no judgement. It's a compliment."
Now it was Obake's turn to laugh.
"Don't flatter yourself. After all, you didn't bake them."
Tadashi grinned. "And that's where you're wrong. Those blueberry scones you love so much? Each one is made by yours truly."
Obake was so glad he had yet to start drinking his coffee because he would've almost certainly spat it out in surprise.
Instead he covered his mouth and pretended to cough.
Tadashi's growing smile meant that he didn't fool him for a second.
"So tell me, what do you think of the scones?"
Obake raised an eyebrow.
"Customer feedback," Tadashi said, defensively.
"They suddenly taste even better."
I'm just trying to appease him. Get on his good side.
So why did the look of joy on Tadashi's face make him feel so...happy?
Tadashi looked like he was about to say something but he was interrupted by his aunt.
"Tadashi! Stop flirting with my customers!" She yelled, goodnaturedly.
Any other man, gay or otherwise, might have been embarassed. Might have scuttled away and glowing red.
Not his Tadashi. (his?)
The young man tipped an imaginary hat at him and strolled away. "See you tomorrow!" He called over his shoulder.
"Don't count on it," Obake retorted, already knowing that Tadashi could count on it.
He'd be here tomorrow.
And the day after.
When he left the cafe, Obake had completely forgotten about his villainous plans, Big Hero 6, the villains he had yet to give further instructions to.
All he could think about was the satisfaction on Tadashi's face when he complimented the blueberry scones.
I know it's the last ship you might imagine but I promise, it gets good.
Let me know what you think! Comments and kudos are always appreciated