Tadashi couldn't sleep.

He stretched his arms and groaned. He desperately wanted it. He had everything he needed. A cool breeze moderated the temperature, the night provided a relaxing, delicate chorus, and, most importantly, he had the most beautiful girl in the world's arms draped over him.

But he just couldn't sleep.

After about thirty minutes of his body shuffling and his mind racing, he decided that attempting to rest would be a hopeless effort without some sort activity to tire him out. But what to do without waking his adorably sleepy girlfriend? Waking her would be a sure fire way to rest considering he would be dead. He chuckled to himself at the thought before concluding that a quick round of video gaming would almost certainly do the trick. Methodical as a starving predator, Tadashi shifted his body, gripped the cabinet handle beside his bed, and pulled out his prized invention; a wireless Nintendo 64 controller he co-developed with Hiro when he was fourteen because the standard controller wires were too short and the brothers each suffered from a severe case of chronic laziness. With his prize in hand and his girlfriend still at peace, he thanked Hiro for leaving in the sacred Ocarina of Time cartridge, one of his favorite games of all time. Making sure to turn the volume down, he was ready to indulge in a bit of nostalgia.


After hunting the game world and the labyrinth of his memory for the location of the entrance to the Forest Temple for several minutes before being killed in a surprise ambush by sword-wielding lizard knights, Tadashi determined that this was going to give him a raging case of frustration which would completely preclude the notion of sleep. With a hefty sigh, he turned switched to television to divert his attention. He nestled his head slightly into GoGo and began his one-handed hunt for entertainment. Unfortunately, as he predicted, the only available programs were duplicitous infomercials and Law and Order reruns.

"Can't sleep?"

His heart dropped as he prepared for a swift but painful demise. However, mercifully, GoGo opted to simply look up at him rather than maul him to death before returning to sleep.

"I think the problem is I'm so comfortable," He gave her a light kiss. "I wanna do something, but I don't wanna get up." He did his best to give her puppy-dog eyes as he pouted his lips. "Maybe we can cuddle and you can tell me a story."

Predictably, she rolled her eyes and returned to resting her head on top of Tadashi's shoulder. "Absolutely not. Do not ask me again."

He began to lightly run his hand through her hair. "Fine. I'll tell you a story." The only roadblock to this brilliant plan was that Tadashi didn't know any genuine stories. Sure, he knew tales, myths, and movies. but he didn't know any esoteric stories that would interest his girlfriend.

Well, there was one, but with it carried the risk of angering GoGo beyond reproach.

Then again, he had unintentionally knocked her out her previous slumber without facing grievous bodily injury, so perhaps the universe was on his side.

"Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived a pretty normal life in a pretty normal town doing pretty normal things until one day his life was changed forever when he met the girl of his dreams. She was intelligent, funny, and Earth-shatteringly beautiful. He was instantly smitten. Only problem was that he was far too nervous to talk to her, much less ask her out."

"Is this some kind of Disney princess crap? What a sweet, innocent boy you are."

He couldn't help but smile. She would almost certainly love the twist. "Anyway!" He forcibly interrupted her objection. "One day he hatched a plan. An ingenious plan, in fact, one born out of his genius brain, to win her heart. So the boy asked a powerful white wizard to examine the girl's spirit to see if she felt the same way," Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her head move and her eyes squint in suspicion. "And the white wizard revealed that the girl felt the same way about the boy, and he was absolutely ecstatic. He could barely contain his excitement. When he first found out, he danced and danced until he could barley stand," The tale made Tadashi smile like a buffoon. The memory of Baymax informing him that the probability of GoGo carrying a flame for him was 99.9% was one of his fondest memories, one he found himself revisiting frequently. "So, he haltingly asked the girl of his dreams out for coffee since he knew she loved coffee, and she said yes. The two then lived happily ever after, like some kind of Disney princess crap."

Anticipating GoGo's reaction made Tadashi intolerably anxious. He desperately hoped she would find it as heart-warming as he did.

"Did you seriously use Baymax to test if I liked you?" He could feel his face burn as he unintentionally shifted his gaze away from her, something that often happened when he discussed his infatuation with GoGo, even now.

"Yes," He shyly conceded only to receive a disturbingly powerful smack on the cheek from GoGo. "Ow. What was that for?"

"Dumbass," The annoyance in her voice was obvious. "You needed a robot to tell you that I liked you? You're even dumber than I thought." She curtly concluded.

Tadashi squinted. "I'm not sure I understand."

"Well, according to Aiko, I turned into a stuttering, blushing mess," She used her index and middle finger to form air quotes. "Whenever you were so much as in the same post code, so take that for what it's worth." She returned to her slumber as Tadashi felt a platoon of butterflies invade his stomach, a sensation not uncommon during his time with GoGo.

"Well, Hiro told me I was the exact same way around you, so can you really blame me for not noticing?"

She propped her head up to give him a final kiss. "Go to sleep before I hit you again, dumbass."

With an insatiably warm, blissful swirling in his stomach, Tadashi conceded that he was ready for a peaceful night of sleep.