A/N: Writing this assuming that the reader has watched big hero 6. If you haven't, go watch it and come back. I'll be missing out a couple of scenes and adding some in and you'll get very confused if you haven't watched it lol. :)) Also! The dialogue may not be spot on to how it is in the film but I expect that's not a huge issue.

'I bet Hiro was gutted he couldn't come!'

It was a few weeks later, and it was the first weekend since classes had started at SFIT. The gang were at the movies, queuing outside to get tickets for a new horror film that had just been released that week. It was an 18, and they would have denied Hiro entry as soon as he'd entered the building, so he stayed at home whilst his siblings had gone to the film with his friends. The film had proved to be immensely popular, and they were queuing outside despite the film not being premiered for many hours.

Rena shrugged. 'He didn't seem too bothered, but he's always been a bit of a wimp when it comes to scary films.'

Fred butted in, interrupting Honey as she started to ask something else.

'I CANNOT WAIT! I have been waiting to see this movie for so long, did you guys know that-' and away he was, prattling loudly about the film, not caring or noticing that no one was listening to him. Honey shook her head, rolling her eyes towards Rena who grinned back at her. Typical.

'Hey Fred, you know that popcorn is meant to be for when we're actually watching the film? Not, y'know, 5 hours beforehand?' Gogo said, poking him in the shoulder. He stopped mid-rant and narrowed his eyes at her.

'No, this is pre-movie excitement popcorn! Of course I'm gonna get more! You really thought I was gonna watch this film with just a medium sized popcorn?' Fred scoffed, 'you don't know me at all!'

'Pre-move excitement popcorn isn't a thing buddy.' Wasabi added, clapping a large hand on his shoulder. Rena turned away from them, shaking her head as Fred tried to argue that it was a thing, with Honey, Gogo and Wasabi trying to convince him to save his money. He wasn't having any of it.

Tadashi suddenly limped into view. He had a new prosthetic made by Hiro, with some input by both himself and Rena. All in all, they didn't do a bad job. However, he was still a little unsteady on his feet and still went everywhere with at least one crutch. They had given the old crutches back to the hospital, but he'd made some new ones that folded into a small box smaller than a phone when he pressed a button. He used them religiously.

'Hey, sorry! The lift was broken and it took me a while to get up and down the stairs.'

'Nah it's fine, I was just thinking that you were taking the biggest shit the world has ever seen.' Rena teased, squeezing his arm as he approached. He stuck his tongue out at her.

'Yeah yeah whatever!'

Meanwhile, back at the cafe, Hiro was taking advantage of the empty flat for the day. It was only lunchtime, yet he knew Rena and Tadashi would be gone for ages. The film wasn't until 5, but Fred had insisted on them going extra early to queue up. Not only that, but they'd travelled an hour away to see the film in a nearby city which he didn't care about, one that had reclining seats in the movie theatre. He had been jealous at first, but then Rena had shown him the trailer and he had decided firmly that he'd much rather stay at home anyway.

He stood up, stretching. He pulled his t-shirt on and decided to head down to the kitchen to grab something to eat before having the TV to himself. He glanced guiltily at the pile of homework he had already been set. Nah, it seemed easy. He'd do it later. He strode over to his desk and picked up a book from the top of the pile, intending to put it back on his shelf when he dropped it, and it landed harshly on his foot. Pain shot up his toe and he yelped.

'OW!' He sat down promptly on his bed, wincing. Suddenly, he heard the familiar sound of a balloon inflating and he whipped his head around to Tadashi's half of the room. Baymax had activated, and was now standing in his charging port, looking at him somewhat creepily. He walked over to him slowly as Hiro stared at him.

'Hello. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare assistant.'

'Oh. Hey Baymax, I thought you were at SFIT.'

'I was alerted to your need to medical attention when you said 'ow.' On a scale of 1-10, how would you rate your pain?'

'0? I'm fine, just stubbed my toe a little.' Baymax stared at him, unblinking. 'Uhh, you can shrink now.'

Hiro turned away from the robot and sat at his desk, turning on his computer. He fiddled with the lamp on the side as it powered on. He was aware of Baymax still staring at him, and turned around in his chair to face him again.

'OK I was trying to be polite, but please shrink now.'

Baymax blinked and Hiro sighed, aggravated. 'What was it that I need to say to get you to power off? Something about care?' Baymax didn't say anything and he sighed, pulling out his phone. Typing a message to his brother to ask him, he was suddenly stopped mid-sentence by Baymax.

'Your neurotransmitter signals are abnormal.'

'Uhh, so?'

'It means you are suffering, Hiro. You are my patient, and I would like to help you. What seems to be the issue?'

'What are you talking about?'

'My sensors are indicating abnormal readings. Diagnosis - anxiety disorder.'

Hiro squirmed uncomfortably. 'Yeah, I know that. Now go away.'

'But you are my patient. I can also conclude that you are suffering from something else -diagnosis, puberty.'

Hiro snorted. 'OK whatever you say big fella.' He stood and began to push him back towards his charging port. 'Time to shrink now!'

'I cannot deactivate until you say you are satisfied with your care.'

'Fine! I am satisfied with my- argh!' He had slipped on one of his discarded socks and gone skidding across the room. He landed, face down next to his bed. He exhaled deeply, blowing the stray hair out of his eyes when he noticed something sticking out from under his bed slightly.

'Oh nice!' He jumped forwards and pulled his hoodie out from under the bed, the one he had been wearing the day of the fire. It was his favourite hoodie, and he thought he'd somehow lost it in the chaos. He held it out, it needed a wash. It was still covered in soot, and it reeked of smoke. He wrinkled his nose and tossed it over his shoulder into the washing basket by the stairs.

'You fell. I will scan you now.'

Hiro jumped at the voice from over his shoulder, he had momentarily forgotten that Baymax was still there. Whilst Baymax was scanning him he noticed something out the corner of his eye. Something small and black, twitching on the floor. For a second he thought it was a spider. But it couldn't be. Spiders don't move like that... do they? He edged closer, ignoring Baymax's questions. He crouched on the floor and picked up the thing, holding it up to his eyes between his thumb and forefinger.

'Why are you moving?' He whispered curiously, 'you're the only one left. What are you being attracted to?' He shook his head, laughing at his stupidity. It wasn't being attracted to anything - it was a robot that had been broken. Whether by his fall when the building exploded or the smoke he did not know. He sighed and strode over to his desk, placing it in a petri dish where it tapped against the side annoyingly, as though trying to break out. He was disinterested in the pathetic little thing now that his computer had powered on. Hand on his chin, he sat there and scrolled aimlessly through Twitter.

'Your tiny robot is trying to go somewhere?'

'Oh yeah?' Hiro muttered distractedly, too busy watching a video that had popped up on his feed. 'Why don't you uh, see where it's wanting to go?'

'Would that improve your emotional state?'

'Mhmm.' He refreshed the page, and it was a couple of seconds before he realised that the tapping noise the microbot was making had gone. So had Baymax.

'Baymax?' He asked the air, walking across his room to the window. 'Uhhh, Baymax? OW?' He paused, and glanced out the window. His heart missed a beat as he saw Baymax narrowly get missed by an oncoming car.

'SHIT!' He exclaimed, running downstairs and pulling his shoes on as fast as he could. 'Oh god, Tadashi's gonna murder me!' He muttered to himself as he ran downstairs, wrenching the door open and tearing off down the street after his brother's robot.

'BAYMAAAAXX!'

'Okay, into the charging port!' He hauled Baymax into his charging port and slumped onto his bed, exhausted. 'Note to self,' he muttered under his breath 'don't go to the police. Ever. Again.' He sat up and buried his face in his hands, replaying the day's events over and over in his mind, mulling over the facts and possible answers to the questions that kept coming up in his head.

'Tadashi.'

'I- what?' He lifted his head, surprised by the sudden mention of his brother's name.

Baymax pointed to Tadashi's side of the room. 'Tadashi.'

'Tadashi's gone.'

'When will he return?'

'I don't know, a few hours at least. He went to see a movie with everyone.'

Hiro squeezes his eyes shut, pressing his palms against his eyes as he concentrated. The microbots, they were destroyed in the fire. The fire. It all came back to the fire. Opening his eyes, he sighed heavily. That damn fire. He sunk back into the mattress.

'You appear to be distressed. What is the problem?'

'Nothing Baymax, I'm fine.'

'You are my patient, I would like to help you.'

'You can't fix some things buddy.'

'What do you mean, Hiro?'

Hiro stared at him. 'The fire?' It then occurred to him that Baymax probably had no idea what had happened. 'Oh. There um, there was a fire. At SFIT. And an explosion. Tadashi was hurt pretty bad. He, uh, he lost a leg. He was in a coma. It was pretty bad.' He swallowed thickly, attempting to get rid of the lump rising in his throat. He hated talking about what happened, even though that's all anyone seemed to talk about at school. The fire. Callaghan. Tadashi. The burnt projects. All those hours of time wasted. All that money. Wasted. He brushed away a single tear and shook his head quickly. No. No crying. Stop it. He turned at the sound of Baymax moving, and stared as he plugged his finger into Hiro's moniter.

'What are you doing?'

'I am downloading a database on trauma.'

'Why?'

'I would like to help you. You are my patient. The first step to recovery is contact with friends and loved ones. I am contacting them now.'

'What?! No!' He dived towards the robot, but he was too late.

'Your friends have been contacted.'

'Unbelievable!' He said in exasperation, clapping his hand to his forehead. Suddenly, he was consumed by vinyl.

'What are you doing?'

'Physical reassurance is key. You will be alright, there there.' He patted him on the head and Hiro wriggled out of his grasp.

'I'm fine! It was just a freak accident I-'

He trailed off, it was like a lightbulb had gone off in his mind.

'Unless it... wasn't an accident? The fire, it was set as a trap to steal my microbots! Whoever lit that fire is responsible for what happened to Tadashi! The guy in the mask! We gotta catch him!'

Rena screamed at the jumpscare on screen, popcorn flying everywhere.

'How did you ever convince me to go to this?!' She hissed at Fred sitting two seats down. He wasn't listening, instead staring at the screen with horrid fascination. It was like he was in a trance. She slumped back in her seat and pulled her hood down over her eyes. Never again. Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she cringed. Whoops. She subtlety pulled it out from her pocket to read the text displayed on her screen.

Hiro needs assistance from friends and loved ones. You have been contacted in order to come talk to him, sharing feelings is essential in the road to recovery.

There was more but she didn't bother reading it. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, just as Honey nudged her from the seat next to her.

'Did you get it too?' She whispered, holding out her phone so Rena could see the same message displayed on it.

'Yeah?' She replied quietly, no longer paying attention to the screen. From two seats along, she could see Gogo and Wasabi comparing texts on their phones, and next to her Tadashi was also staring at his phone in confusion. Even Fred had tore his eyes away from the screen to see what they were silently discussing. Out of the corner of her eye, Rena saw a movie attendant walking over to their row.

'Guys! We need to go. Now.'

'Always wait one hour after eating before swimming.' Hiro's heart hammered in his chest as Baymax pulled him back from the edge. This was partly due to the fact that Baymax had just saved him from plunging into the icy water and partly due to the fact that he could not shake off the feeling that they were being watched. Suddenly, there was the sounds of the huge shipping containers being moved and he dragged Baymax behind one as he watched the masked man anxiously. He felt as though he was going to be sick, watching his invention being used for... whatever that guy was doing.

'Okay Baymax, palm heel strike in 3...2...'

But he never got to one for he was suddenly blinded by a light that had come out of nowhere. He whirled around and Wasabi's car was parked in front of him. His friends piled out and surged towards him and he swore under his breath.

'No! What are you doing here? I thought you were seeing that movie?! Go!'

'Yeah, we WERE seeing the movie.' Fred replied, somewhat angrily.

Rena shoved her way past everyone else, eyes blazing. She grabbed a fistful of his hoodie and he had no choice but to look up to her angry face. 'What the HELL are you doing? Going for a walk in the creepiest part of the city? On your own?! What were you THINKING?'

'I'm not alone! I have Baymax!' He replied, 'uh, could you put me down?' She let go and he stepped back.

'Yeah, why is he wearing carbon-fibre underpants?' Asked Gogo, jerking a thumb over her shoulder to indicate Baymax who was stood there, staring at them.

'Hiro!' Tadashi had only just limped up to him, 'what are you doing with Baymax? What if he got destroyed? Do you have ANY IDEA how long it took me to plan and make him? I cannot believe you!'

'Okay, I get that you're angry but this really isn't the time for conversation! You need to get out of here!'

'It's okay Hiro.' Honey reassured him gently, 'we're here for you. That's why Baymax contacted us.'

'Those who suffer from trauma require support from friends and loved ones. Who would like to share their feelings first?' Baymax said.

'Uhh what is he talking about?' Asked Wasabi, 'what is he planning, group therapy or something?'

'I'll go first!' Fred exclaimed excitedly, 'you know it's been 30 days since my last HOLY MOTHER OF MEGAZON!' He yelled hysterically, pointing upwards as the man in the mask loomed above them. Honey gasped and took a photo, flash on. Angered, the masked men sent the shipping container hurling through the air towards them. Wasabi let out a high-pitched, girlish scream as Hiro felt hands pushing him roughly to the side. He fell just outside the area that the container would have come crashing down on if it weren't for Baymax. He scrambled to his feet as everyone ran back to the car.

'Baymax! Roundhouse-' He didn't get to finish, Rena had run forwards and seized his wrist, pulling him back to the car.

'What? NO!' He yelled at her, struggling against the vice-like grip that she had on his wrist. 'Baymax can handle that guy!' She ignored him and practically threw him into the backseat of the car, jumping in beside him and slamming the door shut. He climbed over her, ignoring her yelps of pain as he tried to wrench the door open. She seized his shoulders and shook them.

'Stop. It.'

He slumped back in his seat, huffing. He knew Baymax could take that guy! If they didn't stay, he would get away! Besides, he would rather be out there than crammed into the back seat with his sister, Fred and Honey. Gogo and Tadashi had squeezed themselves into the front seat, and Wasabi was driving. The masked man appeared again, looming into view with his microbots in tow. There was an almighty CRASH as Baymax landed on the roof of the car.

'Wasabi!' Honey whimpered, eyes wide at the sight of the man in front of them.

'Yep, okay, goodbye!' Wasabi yelled as the car started.