They had just cleared the last of the mess and Hiro was a little bummed to see the computers were smashed now. He shouldn't have been surprised with how Callahan attacked them. Luckily they didn't seem to have taken as much damage as he initially thought, they were still in one piece.
Sighing Hiro turned to his friends. "All right, we have done enough. Let's go home, it's almost morning."
The team agreed and followed Gogo to the nearest door that lead outside.
Once out Hiro used his microbots to form a boat on the water. Everyone piled in and sat in the seating seats. The youngest of them all focused his mind on how a normal speed boat works, the mechanics that go into moving it and using that information to move the microbots.
Making it to shore took longer than if they had just flown over on Baymax but that was too noticeable. Climbing out of the boat everyone made their way to Hiro's house. Everyone moved into his garage swiftly before anyone spoke.
"Take off your suits, and change back into your other clothes." Following orders they took off their head gear first.
Fred raised his hand. "Do we take off the head bands too?"
Hiro held up his hands quickly in a stopping motion. "NO! Don't take those off." They didn't question his outburst.
Once out of their suits, and into their normal clothing, they sat down in their spots from before they left.
"Ok, here is the plan," he wanted to try something out, and had a backup plan already, just in case. "I want you to go home tonight and act like everything is normal. If anyone asks, you all came to my house and we played games. Then just before bed, lay down and take off the headband. In the morning I want you all to text me 'Hi, Hiro, how is Baymax?' After we talk grab the headband and put it back on."
They all seemed to understand but he really just wanted to know if he could put subconscious commands into their heads, it would really help out.
Saying goodbye as they left, Hiro ran up the stairs to find Aunt Cass. Nothing had changed really, it's like he had come home on a normal day.
"Hey Aunt Cass..." He paused.
She turned happily from where she was sitting "Hi, Hiro! I'm glad you are back safely!" She said enthusiastically.
Yup nothing had changed. He sat next to her on the couch. Time to see if a few hours changed anything.
A blink, a questioning look, a glance around "Hiro?" She looked at him.
"Thanks for letting me hang out with my friends! I know it's kinda late but they just left." He decided to play it off and act normal.
She looked confused but shrugged and sat down, "How did it go?"
The usual conversation, the usual hug, the usual good night kiss, the usual wishes of good night's rest and the usual parting. She hadn't noticed or asked a thing. Once she was asleep he decided he would go burn Callahan's body.
It took 2 hours of waiting till she finally fell asleep but it was worth it. Baymax was shut off and in the corner; he didn't want anyone else there.
Slipping out the window he used his microbots to sneak back to the docks faster, 20 minute walk, 5 minute Micro Bot ride. It was amazing, going so fast with no one to stop him, Tadashi would... He would... Tadashi, the moment was ruined and he had renewed his resolve on the whole matter before him.
The dock was just as they had left it and faintly reminded him of the second time he had a run in with Callahan. Pushing the thought aside, so he didn't get mad again, he gathered his bots into a slightly smaller boat then the first time.
The island was quieter without his friends around, and in all honesty, it scared him a bit... Ok it scared him alot, but he had a job. Running to the other side of the building, he found the body and proceeded to look for wood. That was more of a mess, they were on a rock in the middle of the biggest body of water he has ever seen, and there was no wood outside... But inside...
Searching the building Hiro found a few planks of broken rotting wood and, much to his surprise, oil. Gathering them he went back to the body and buried it in the wood and dumped all the oil onto it. Now to get a spark. Since he didn't have anything, he tried using his microbots and a rock to strike the ground next to the oil. Once, twice, third strikes the charm they say, and weren't they right. The flames spread quickly consuming the pile he made.
The smell hit Hiro like Aunt Cass's spicy chicken. It was horrible, the smell of burning flesh and who knows what else was the worst. Covering his face quickly he coughed a few times backing away.
He let it burn till it puts itself out watching every moment like it was his last. He should have looked away, watching it Hiro could feel something die inside of him. Something he didn't know was there until it was gone, something he thought had died a long time ago. His love filled heart, the one thing kids had that adults didn't, that sweet innocence that older people would never taste again, that clean ignorance of life's cruelties. Gone. He felt it be snuffed out, just like the flames.