I... I'm back...

Pit: Looks like it. Welcome back!

Dark Pit: Feeling any better?

We are getting there! I'll be fine. So, anyway... Here's an update for this story... I really am going to complete this as much as I can because I love the movie and I really love the Octo Expansion. If you have Splatoon 2, get this DLC. It'll be worth your time.

As been said previously. If you know about Octo Expansion, but never played it, I suggest you don't read this fic. It has major spoilers for the game, and I rather not ruin those moments for you. Read at your own risk!

That being established... Let's continue where we left off, shall we?

Disclaimer: i don't own Big Hero 6 or Splatoon 2 (and it's DLC). All rights go to their respected owners.


"Man... I can't see anything in here..."

Hiro sighed, moving forward and checking his surroundings. Fred followed suit, not wanting the confused fourteen year old to get lost. He knew that at this point, it wouldn't happen to someone like Hiro. But, there was a chance! Despite his sudden amnesia, he knows where he's going, and examines his surroundings when he felt the need to... Fred didn't want the dude to get mind boggled if his amnesia got the best of him.

"Are you sure there is nothing coming after us?" Hiro questions. "I know we are on train tracks, but still... I can't help but think something is going... to appear on us, you know?"

Fred shrugged off Hiro's hesitation to keep moving. "It'll be alright, man." He turned around facing where they used to be at. "You saw that subway train and how unusable it was. I doubt anyone has used this place and closed it off for reasons."

Hiro's eyes narrowed at that one sentence. "Closed off?" He asked. "Then... how did we end up here? You said it yourself. You never seen a place like this before."

"I did?" Fred asked, thinking back to the things he said, up until this point. "That's right. I did! Well aren't you one for remembering stuff now." He smiled at that moment, but that only made Hiro more annoyed.

"You are avoiding my question, friend..." He said, begrugingly. "How did we get here if you said it was closed off?"

Fred paused. His smile faded. He turned to face the now slightly hardened Hiro. Wow... His amnesia is making him ask more questions than answers... He thought to himself. Is this what Superman was feeling when he got amnesia from that asteroid that annihilated him?

The comic lover snapped out of his thinking gaze and raised both of his hands up at the upsetting child. "Relax, little man. I never said it was really closed off. It was just an assumption."

Hiro's face softened at the answer. Fred only answered part of his question, which made the boy a bit frustrated. He turned to the side a bit and sighed. "Okay, but that still doesn't give me an idea on how we got here..."

Fred gave the boy a look of hesitation. He could tell Hiro the truth, that's what the boy wanted this entire time. He made a promise to him to find out who he is and what his purpose in life was all about. He couldn't break that promise, since it's not what a friend would do. He doesn't want to leave Hiro in the dark due to his sudden amnesia, but he thinks that it's best for him in a way. Like he thought before. He didn't want the dude to get more confused than he already is.

Fred didn't want to give Hiro a straight answer... Perhaps sugar coating what had happened would do the trick?

"Well..." Fred started, slightly moving his fingers. "You were the one who was unconscious. I couldn't leave a friend like you in such a condition, considering how small you are. As soon as I reached you, something collapsed and we fell through it... So here we are." He took a deep breath hoping that the amnesiac boy could buy what he was saying.

Hiro stood there. For a minute or two to process the explanation. In the end, he shrugged and tilted his head. "Okay, that makes sense... I was unconscious, and you being a friend in all couldn't leave me in such a condition. And... a mistake just happened. I guess that answers my question."

As the fourteen year old prodigy turned around and continues walking, Fred let out a sigh of relief. Phew... he thought, following where Hiro was heading. He bought it. Good thing the conversation dropped, or I would've spend the rest of my time answering questions instead of finding a way out of here.

They continued walking to their designated path. It was still nothing but broken train tracks below their feet, and the tunnel seems to be getting darker by the minute. At this point, it might as well be an endless void of nothing, because no matter where you look or where you turn, it's always going to end up being pitch black. Up, down, and all around.

When that moment happened, Hiro froze. He took a moment to his surroundings. Noticing that there was nothing but a sea of darkness, his breathing increased rapidly. Not this again... He thought. Did I pass out or something...?!

He didn't know what his state of mind was doing at this point. He didn't know that his vision got blurry for a few moments before finally realizing. Hiro also noticed that he couldn't hear anythong either He looked around. His former friend was suddenly gone from his sight. He's by himself again now. The confused boy started to panic a bit now. As far as he was concerned, his mind was thinking that he's dreaming again and never knew.

And for some reason, he believed it...

What's real? He asked to himself. What am I? Did something happen to me? How long was I out? Why do I not know anything? What is going...

"Hiro?"

"AAH!" He screamed, falling to the floor. His vision blurred, and his mind was giving him a massive headache. Hiro groaned, and looked up, eyeing on the person who spooked him quite a bit.

It was Fred, looking down at Hiro with a look of concern. The comic lover kneeled down to the boy's level and let out a hand. "You doing, alright?" He asked. "You were staring into the darkness for quite a bit. You seemed frightened. I was worried..."

Hiro put his hand on his chest and took in deep breaths, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. That was way too close for comfort. He thought to himself. He looked at his surroundings, seeing that there were still train tracks below him.. So, it wasn't a dream... His eyes moved to the side, thinking. What just happened? How did that happen? Was it some part of my mind playing tricks on me? Why am I acting like this?

"Buddyyyy..." The beanie guy said, slurred. "You good?"

The boy's eyes went back to Fred, who is still holding his hand out. He nodded. He took the dude's hand, and the two slowly stood up. The little boy dusted himself off before replying. "I..." He started, breathing in and out. "I am now... how about you?"

Fred gave out a sigh of relief. "Same here... but..." Just as he was about to continue...

"You nearly gave me a heart attack..." They both said, unintentionally simultaneous.

From there, they both laughed. That did not just happen. They didn't think they would say the same thing at the same time. Iy was a rare moment to occur, and you don't really get many chances like this. It was actually pretty funny in a way...

Few seconds later, both of their laughs died down. Fred still laughed a bit at that moment before stopping, catching his breath. He let out a content sigh. "Hah... If only Baymax were here... He would've starting pulling out the defibrillators..." He walked past the little man, continuing their search for a way out. Hiro gave a confused look, specifically for one name. He followed the beanie man, in hipes of getting his attention.

"Wait... Baymax?" Hiro questions, catching up to the dude. He reached his hand out. "Who is Baymax? Is it someone I know?"

Fred stopped and looked down at the curious boy. There he goes asking questions again... He thought. The amnesia is really getting the best of him... Poor guy... He put a hand on his shoulder. "You could say that. He's the one who comes to our aid and heal the sick! He like a-"

"Comic book character?" The boy cuts in, attempting to finish the sentence. Fred smiled at that very moment. It looks like he's catching on to what he is remembering now. It was better than nothing. "Yeah!" He said, happily, giving Hiro a pat on the back. "Now you're getting it!"

"Well..." Hiro looks away a bit, putting a hand on his neck. "You are a comic book lover, so I figured-"

"Hey look! I think I see something in the distance!"

"Huh?" Hiro said, hearing that interruption. He saw his friend looking at what's behind him. Hiro turned around. His eyes widened a bit at what he saw in the distance.

Light... It was nothing much, but it was something. He focused on it for a little bit, before making a beeline towards it. In doing so, he was completely disregarding on what's happening around him. He didn't care about anything now. Heck, he didn't even realize that Fred was calling out to him. All that matters was reaching the light.

Hiro ran, getting closer and closer to the light until...

"Huh?" He said, seeing where he was at now.

It was an area. A stopping point. A place where the supposed subway train could end up being at. Instead of this point being decommisioned, giving off a greasy color look, it was all blue... like a public bathhouse. Hiro pondered. What's a stopping point like this doing here in the first place? What was this purpose for existing?

After examining the blue area, his eyes turned to the tracks leading up to... a giant block?

"Uh..." He commented, walking closer to it. He put his hands on it, in attempt to push the block away, but no avail. The kid tilted his head, confused as to why something like this is doing on the tracks. "What is this doing here?"

"HIRO!"

The boy's head perked up in recognition. He turned around to see the comic book lover again, Fred. He gave a content smile. It looks like he caught up to him, and that's honestly just what he needed.

"Hey, friend!" He called out, waving his hand. "Where have you been?"

Fred skidded to stop when he got near the kid. He let out a few breaths, feeling exhausted to catch up with him. "Dude..." he started. "For a fourteen year old kid you sure do run fast... I can't keep up..."

Hiro shrugged at that comment. Huh... so he was a pretty fast runner. Going to keep that in mind... He thought. Wordlessly, he pointed at the roadblock to gain Fred's attention.

"Huh?" Fred asked, not understanding what Hiro was doing. He looked at what the boy was pointing at. It appears to be a big box with nothing in it in Fred's eyes. It appears that it's also blocking their designated path to supposed freedom. "Oh..." he commented. "I see..."

Hiro put his hand down and turned his head to his friend. "Got any bright ideas? I tried pushing it, but it didn't work. It appears to be heavy despite it having nothing in it."

"Maybe I could burn it down with my fire breath!" Fred suggested, raising a finger up. Hiro raised a brow at that answer.

"You can do that?" He asked, crossing his arms and tilting his head. "I don't know if that's possible..."

Fred nodded. "Totally, little guy! Just watch! Fire can burn down anything! Just let me get my suit and-"

The comic book lover stopped as he was reaching down to absolutely nothing at all. He looked down at himself. He was wearing nothing but casual clothes; His beanie was still intact. "Oh no..." He said, finally realizing that he doesn't have his superhero costume on him anymore.

"Is... something wrong?" Hiro asked, wondering why Fred is being so jittery and all over the place at this very moment.

"My amazing superhero costume!" He answered out loud, panicking. He looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember. That fallout! He thought to himself. It must've gotten torn off before I got here... How did I not realize that sooner?

"Um... are you alright?" Hiro asked, attempting to snap Fred out of his daze.

The comic lover snapped back at his smaller friend, who gave him a look of concern. Fred put a hand on his chest, attempting to silence his panicking heart. "Y-Yeah..." He finally responded. "It's just something that I've lost... It was this superhero suit you made me."

This made Hiro blink in confusion. "A hero suit?" He asked. "I made a suit that can... breathe fire?"

"Uh... Yeah!" Fred answered, scratching the back of his head in realization. He sometimes forgets that Hiro doesn't know anything at this point. The one exception to being his name, since he believes that he's called 'Hiro' upon waking up and talking to the comic lover.

"Huh..." Hiro let this moment to sink in. "So, I can create things like superhero costumes... I must've helped a lot of people didn't I?"

Fred smiled at the boy's split-tooth grin. He looked like a kindergardener who showed his parents a drawing. He ruffled the kid's hair in agreement. "That you are, little man." He said, making Hiro laugh. The kid pushed Fred's hands away from his hair, signaling the dude to stop.

"Sorry for your loss, friend." Hiro said, giving a look of sympathy. He turned around, giving an optimistic look. As if on point, a ray of light appeared to show an added effect, which made Fred chuckle in amusement. "Don't worry... maybe if my memories do come back, I'll remember what it looks like. I could remake your entire costume!"

"That would be totally awesome, dude!" Fred remarked, giving Hiro a thumbs up. Maybe he can give my suit an upgrade when this is all over... though I am going to miss my old costume in a way...

"But anyway!" Hiro continues, turning around. "Enough thinking about what I used to be for now... We have a situation to deal with. You know... A roadblock?"

Fred narrows his eyes, rubbing his hand against his chin. He was thinking at what the situation was. He snapped his fingers. "Oh right! The giant box of nothing blocking the exit! Of course!" He looked around, turning his head to the current stopping point. "Perhaps this place has a key to open the way out?"

"That's possible." Hiro replies looking at the roadblock. "There is actually a keyhole, so you aren't exactly wrong..."

"Well, if that's what it takes to get rid of this box... Let's find that key!" Fred said, jumping to conclusions.

Hiro nodded in agreement as he looked around the resting point near the tracks. He searched through the pile of boxes in hopes of finding that said key. Though not finding what he was looking for, the things that he did find were... in his own terms... Questionable...

He opened all boxes that were close to him, and inside were IV bags. Some of the IV bags appear to be unused, discarded, or brand new. Hiro's eyes narrowed at one particular bag; the one that caught his attention the most.

An IV bag that was filled with a mysterious, light green ooze. Hiro picked it up and shortly after the touch, dropped it like it something was hot against his skin. He felt something sticky, and it was slowly sliding down his skin and onto the floor. The kid looked down at his hands in reflex. It was the ooze. It appears that the IV bag had a leak...

"What is this?" Hiro wondered, looking away at his now dirty hands. "I've never seen stuff like this before..." He looked up at a sign. A circular glass, neon sign. KAINAMI CO. it read. This made the boy ponder over the things he just examined. Why and how are these things here in an subway train station no less?

KAINAMI CO. He thought. Is that a... what was the word? Brand? Do they give things like... IV bags?

From what Hiro was seeing now, he can see why this place was closed off and abandoned... but at the same time, that didn't make any sense... Something seems off about this place... He's starting to think that someone was down here... and stayed there for a long time...

...

CLICK!

"AH!" The kid froze upon hearing the sound of someone turning on something. He turned around and saw Fred, who seemed surprised at what he just did. Whatever happened at that very moment, activated the doors. It made a painful sound when opening, as it was sliding against the hard floor. The sound made Fred and Hiro cover their ears in sheer earrape. Few seconds later, it stopped, revealing a passageway.

"How did you do that?" Hiro asked. Fred shrugged, but slowly he found out due to what he was standing on. He looked down to see that one of the tiles were pushed down.

"Pressure plates?" Fred asked, feeling impressed at such an action. "Dude, this subway is high tech! I like it!"

"Sure..." Hiro says sarcastically, walking towards the new passageway. "And by this high tech, you mean a weird place might probably lead into more bizarre things, or even d... death? Huh... somehow that word makes me uneasy..."

"But, Hiro." Fred calls out, ignoring that last statement. He moved his hands in a stance. "That's the best thing about it! It lets us show more things that we have never seen before! It's like being the first people to ever walk in on a closed off area."

"A closed off area that still seems to have stuff like... running power..." Hiro proclaimed.

"See? Isn't that amazing?"

"Uh..."

"Come on... You know you are enjoying this weird place just as much as I do!"

Hiro shrugged off to the guy as he walked forward. What is he even talking about? How is he so calm at the surreal visuals in front of him? Is he used to this kind of stuff? Has he seen something worse? Knowing that he had a superhero suit that can breathe fire that apparently, Hiro himself made, he had to go with that assumption.

Moving forward, the black haired boy saw a pile of IV bags that were hooked onto poles with wheels. Huh... He thought to himself. Maybe my assumption was... right? Are these bags a KAINAMI CO. brand. If so, then what are these doing down here? I swear... Somehow I... feel like I've seen that name before... but what?

The fourteen year old shook his head, snapping out of his thoughts around him. Too many questions are running through his mind, and it's starting to act like a running thing... He needed to focus on what's happening now. He can figure this stuff out later (if his brain functions correctly, anyways). Following his decision, he continued forward, going past the IV bags that gave him so much thoughts.

His footsteps stop at what appears to be a pedestal of some sort. Above it, were markings that resemble feet. The kid's eyes narrowed. What does this thing do anyway?

Hiro stepped into the icon pedestal. From doing that, walls startes to rise up from the ground, trapping the kid in some sort of capsule. Hiro gasped as he banged on the glass in attempt to escape. But, no avail.

"Oh no..." Hiro said, a bit panicky. "I'm... I'm stuck in here now?!" He moved his head from side to side, trying to find someone past the glass. "Fred?! Fred, are you there?! I could use a little... a little help here!"

"Huh?" Fred replies, hearing the request. He went into the recent passageway that was opened to them. As he continued walking, the dude sees a very distressed Hiro inside a capsule.

"Oh dear..." Fred commented at the sudden event, chucking a bit. He put his hands beside his hips, looking a bit sly. "It looks like you're in a predicament, little dude."

"You think, buddy?!" Hiro asks, sarcastically. "How... How do I get out of this... trap?!"

Fred gave Hiro a smug look. "Maybe you should turn around and see what this trap gave you."

"What?" Hiro says, eyebrows raising up in confusion. He turned around to see some sort of... gun... A gun that looks a bit weird. For one, the frame looks like a rectangle with a trigger on it. To put it more bluntly, it looks more like a water gun...

Hiro picked up the weapon that was given to him. As soon as his hands touched it, the walls collapsed on him, going back to the icon pedestal that he saw before that capsult thing happened.

"Would you look at that?" Fred commented, amazed at the technology. "So that thing is basically a weapon dispenser! How cool is that?!"

"I dunno..." Hiro said, feeling uneasy. "I'm not sure if this so called... weapon... actually works..."

Hiro aimed the gun at a box that was ahead of him. From doing that, his hand was shaking, feeling the sudden unease on the back of his mind. The kid took in deep breaths. It took him a lot of self-confidence if he was going to fire gun. When his heart calmed down, he held down the trigger. Sure enough, it sent out a bunch of bullets, all firing at different directions.

"Holy Mother of Megazon!" Fred commented. "A gun that actually works in a place like this?! We have found adventure!"

The fourteen year old ignored the reaction that his friend had and continued firing at the box. The box exploded and apparently, there was nothing inside of the thing. Hiro lowered his gun and examined it's design and fire power that was experienced.

"Well... you were right... This... weapon works!" Hiro admitted. "I think having this thing around would give a better chance at finding that key!"

"Let's do it, Hiro!" Fred said, triumphantly. He pointed at the scattered boxes in the corner. "Do those over there!"

The kid did just what the comic lover commanded. He fired stray bullets at the supposed target, causing them to explode. Unfortunately, there was nothing in it. Fred commanded Hiro to fire another set of boxes, to which he did. But, the boxes didn't have anything inside them either.

But he wasn't giving up that easily. He will find that key to get past that roadblock. It has to around the area they were in.

"Do that one!" Fred commanded, pointing at another set of boxes.

BANG!

"Aw man! How about those over there?!"

BANG! BANG!

"Okay, not that one either... Over here, Hiro!"

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

"How about those!?"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"Perhaps, maybe that one in the corner?"

BANG!

"Man, this is harder than I thought..."

"Yeah, no kidding..." Hiro said, firing another box containing nothing in it. "I think finding the key is impossible at this rate!" He goes to the next set of boxes to destroy, hoping to see if it's in there. The kid aims and pulls down on the trigger.

Only to have nothing out?

"What?" Hiro commented, examining the gun. 'No ammo' it read. He sighed. "What is ammo anyway?"

"Ammunition, man." Fred answered. "Storage for the bullets. What? You think the gun has an infinite amount of them?"

"My mind's a little hazy... Give me a break, friend!" Hiro replies. Great, there's no more bullets inside of the gun. What was there to do now?

As he was going to take a step forward, something in his pants shifted a bit. He stopped and looked down at the interference. There's something inside my... pant bag? Hiro thought. I don't know what it's actually called... all I know is that it starts with a P.

Hiro reached into his pant bag, and felt something... sharp, smooth, and maybe a bit squeaky. He clenched his hand and pulled it out. When he opened it, it appears that there are a bunch of bullets in his palms.

"Well, whaddya know!?" Fred commented, amazed. "Looks like there was stuff in your pockets when you picked up that weapon!"

"Pockets?" Hiro asked. Huh... so that was the word... How did I not figure that out? The boy put the said bullets in the gun, now ready to fire. "How convenient!" He looked at his other pocket. Perhaps there is something else in there too?

He felt something... flat and pointy in his other pocket. He pulled the mysterious object out. Once his hand outstretched, the object suddenly gotten bigger. Now, it fits in the palm of Hiro's hand. "Okay..." he commented, turning his head to the comic lover. "I don't know what this does but..."

Few seconds later, something in his hand started to feel... hot? The fourteen year old looked back at the object; it was suddenly turning white. Not only that, it was getting a bit bigger than it should be.

"Uh oh..." Fred calls out. "I think that's a bomb!"

"Bomb?!" Hiro yells, widening his eyes. "What does that mean?!"

"Uh... UM..." The comic lover replies, panicking. He sees that this bomb is going to explode at any moment, possibly killing the kid in the process. He threw his hands out in unison. "There's no time to explain! THROW IT!"

Hiro did just as he commanded. He threw the supposed bomb into what appears to be a dash panel. The bomb was being flown in the air, before skidding across the floor. A sound was being made as the thing exploded everything that was around it.

Fred and Hiro put a hand on their chest. They sighed in relief. "Phew..." Fred said. "That was a close one..."

"Yeah? Okay... so that's what it does!" Hiro replied back. "But... did you see what that bomb just did?"

The comic lover looked up to see destroyed boxes and a... rail?

"I never seen that before..." He said, rubbing his head. "What does it do?"

"I dunno... but I'm about to find out!" Hiro answered, running to the dash panel. "Here we go!"

As soon as the messy haired boy's foot touched the panel, he was now flown into the air. Hiro gave a lot of triumphant shouts before he landed on his feet and skidded across the floor. He laughed. It was awesome! But, at some point in his mind, he felt like something like this has happened before...

Hiro shook his head at his unknown thoughts. He had no time to think about those now... He walked to where the supposed rail that seemed to be activated in the bomb's explosion.

"I wonder what this is now?" He said to himself, as he put his foot on the rail. The rail clung to that said foot like a lifeline, not letting Hiro go at this point. He screamed, as it was pulling him even further to the rail. He heard a never ending skidding noise when he closed his eyes, expecting bad things to happen, but it never occured. Not now at least.

"Oh... THAT IS SO COOL!" He heard someone yell out. "BUDDY! OPEN YOUR EYES! YOU ARE DOING SOME SICK GRINDS!"

"What?" The boy questioned, opening his eyes. He looked down at his feet; they were skidding across the rail to an unknown destination. Hiro laughed nervously a bit, trying to balance on a the line before leading him straight into more boxes. "Well... that was... something..." he said, jumping off the rail into more boxes.

"SOMETHING!?" Fred called out, feeling ecstatic. "HOW CAN YOU CALL PRE-MADE GRIND RAILS SOMETHING!? THIS IS AMAZING!"

Hiro ignored the comic lover's happy yells as he was shooting the boxes. All were destroyed, and there was one that actually had something in it. He picked up what appears to be a yellow object. The kid turned around to his friend, holding it up.

"Hey!" He called out. "I think I found the key!"

"Cool!" Fred said, giving the dude a thumbs up. "Now come down here and let's open that roadblock!"

Hiro nodded as he jumped off a platform and into a a soft cushion, but that apparently made him propell upward. Hiro gasped at that moment as his entire being kept going up and down due to what he was colliding with before landing on his feet next to a very happily induced Fred.

"AND THEY HAVE BOUNCY PLATFORMS?!" He calls out, amazed. "THIS ADVENTURE JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER!"

Hiro rolls his eyes at that statement as he walked back to the roadblock. He didn't notice that he was walking right on the icon pedestal again, which made the boy get trapped in the capsule once again. Hiro raised a brow when the weapon, ammunition, and bombs were taken out of his hands; the walls collapsed to the floor once again, leaving Hiro with nothing but the key.

"Well, that sucks..." Fred commented, seeing that event unfold. "I guess you can only use the weapons in this area only..."

"That's... no big deal?" Hiro shrugged, holding the key. "We already got what we came for, and... that's all that matters."

"Yeah... I guess..."

They head back to that roadblock blocking the train tracks. Hiro held the item so tightly in his hands. Let's hope this is the right key. He thought, pleadingly. I don't want to search through a bunch of boxes again.

The boy placed the key in it's designated keyhole. A sound came out, causing the boy to move his hands away. Fred held the boy's shoulders as the key turned automatically. The box opened up and it just... disappeared... along with the key... Since the thing is gone now, the path was now open to them.

"Alright!" Fred said, putting his hand up triumphantly. "To San Fransokyo we go!"

The boy rubbed his head at that statement. "Are you sure this is the way out?"

"Well... Noooo." The comic lover admitted. "But we are going to find out! That's what's fun about it! Remember? The adventure?"

Hiro shook his head in amusement, causing Fred to facepalm. "Oh right... you can't remember." He said as the two walked forward into more darkness up ahead. Let's hope that they are going in the right direction or they might end up in a situation like this again.

"Man..." He whispers to himself. "What a strange subway station..."


And that's the end of chapter two.

Pit: Wow... you did a whole chapter of them in that one area...

Dark Pit: The intro is a bit slow to come by... We'll get to the good stuff!

That indeed. It will get better, I promise! Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed this update. Just know, for every update, I might end up updating the previous chapters. It's mostly errors and things that I forgot to add, so check on them if you please.

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Next time on Remember that Light:

RIIIING! RIIIING! RIIIING!

Hiro paused at the sight of it... What is something like this making... telephone noises doing here? He pressed the button, causing two eyes to pop out of the box before inflating.

It appears to be a... marshmallow robot thing. He turned to Fred who tilted his head in recognition. He didn't seem to say anything at the sight of it.

"Hello..." It said, causing the boy to turn back at it. The robot waved. "[ACTIVATING_CONTEMPORARY_SPEECH_MODE] I am Bay-KRRRRSH [REMOVING_ERRORS] BaYmax... Your personal guide to the [CALCULATING...] promised land!"

"Baymax?" Hiro paused. "Hey... Is this what you were talking about before, Fred?"

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