Chapter One

Exams.

The dreaded, callous word every college student or any student for that matter loathed to hear at any part in their lives. It was bad enough that they had to work on their own projects and yet at the same time the professors demanded they work on a group project on top of everything adding to a ridiculous amount of stress for many.

Tadashi and Masashi were already on their fourth day of non-stop school work.

Both were thinking the exact same thing Hiro had called them. Perhaps they truly were 'mad scientists' after all. Not just geeks or nerds, but mad scientists hell bent on taking over the world. Hell even Masashi's own parents seemed to agree with the youngest Hamada sibling.

Tadashi's face was unshaven, Masashi looked as if he hadn't slept in weeks (he hadn't) and both apparently reeked with bad B.O.

But finally. With wide grin's on their faces, after each student finished the last of their paper, proof read it three-four times it appeared they finally developed the perfect thesis. "Tadashi…we're done. We actually did it."

"Yeah. Yeah we did didn't we?"

"Masashi you're brilliant man! Ha seriously I never would have thought of something like this."

"Oh stop you're making me blush," Masashi laughed followed by a grin. "If any I was more impressed with YOUR theory. Mine was just mediocre compared to yours." They both looked at the clock however and groaned realizing how late it was. Twelve thirty in the morning. "Can't believe we wasted our whole day just studying." The younger of the two grumbled followed by an exhausted yawn.

And yet before he headed over towards the guest bed, Tadashi grabbed him gently by the arm giving him a grin. "Hang on Masashi: You promised remember?"

Masashi gave him an unsure look with a sheepish laugh. "Oh. Ha ha right…almost forgot, promised I'd test Baymax out for ya."

"Ha ha right. You 'almost forgot'." Tadashi gave an eye roll, rolling up the shirt sleeve of his friend's arm.

"But remind me again why Fred can't do this?"

"Fred refused to come near me with duct tape until opening night. Now c'mon, stop with the pouting it's not going to burn you."

Well what actually happened was, Hiro had been obsessed with Bot fighting as of late and tried convincing their friend to go with him so Masashi made a deal with Tadashi that he'd be his little 'test dummy' for their robot.

"Says the one who's not about to experience a horrid pain." Masashi grumbled out, squeezing his eyes shut.

RIIIIIIP!

"What the flying monkeys from the depths of Hell?!" Masashi shouted so loud that numerous dogs started barking outside and received a few 'colorful' words from the neighbors telling him to shut up.

A beeping could then be heard when a white, puffy looking robot emerged from his case. Masashi rubbed his arm grinning at their invention. "Hey Baymax."

"Hello Masashi," the robot began waddling towards him. "I was alerted you were in need of medical attention when you said 'What the flying monkeys from the depths of Hell'."

"Yeah that's right buddy. Tadashi was bullying me again."

He 'ignored' the fake look of hurt on Tadashi's face. Ten little faces appeared on Baymax's chest. "On a scale of one to ten how bad do you hurt?"

"Hmmm….." Masashi cupped his chin while smirking at a jaw dropped Tadashi. "I'm gonna go with nine."

"Masashi!"

"Vendetta my friend. Sweet vendetta."

But Baymax was only focused on scanning Masashi's now reddened arm, putting some antibiotic over the surface. There was a slight stinging sensation at first before Baymax had finally let go of his wrist. "I recommend an antibacterial spray."

"Yes!" Tadashi gave a victory dance.

"You know: I did promise Hiro that I'd send him a video of you dancing." A playful smirk graced over his features as Tadashi pretended to glower down at him like he was angry.

"Teaming up with my little brother eh?" The eldest Hamada sibling heaved a fake, disappointed sigh while raising his hands just a bit wiggling his fingers, a rather creepy expression over his face. "You know what this type of punishment for treason calls for don't you?"

"No…No Tadashi don't you da-."

Before he could even finish that sentence, Tadashi had already dug his fingers into his sides laughing maniacally as he watched Masashi squirm helplessly in his grip. The younger male's face flushed a bright red shade almost like that of his hair, when Tadashi finally let him go.

"T-That so was not fair you jerk." Masashi breathed out in between laughs, adjusting his clothes. "You caught me off guard!"

"Sure that's what they all say." Tadashi laughed. He then proceeded on with his fake demonstration, motioning Baymax to turn sideways.

A small smile of pride couldn't help but be seen on Masashi's face crossing his arms over his chest. Finally. Through all their blood, sweat and tears everything seemed to be paying off for both of them.

When the clock switched to one in the morning, both were drained of energy sighing with weariness collapsing on the bed. "How do you think the expo will turn out?" Masashi muttered.

Tadashi gave a one shouldered shrug propping his arms up behind his head. "I dunno…but I think it'll be great. I wish Hiro would give it a chance."

"Well you know what he's going to say."

"You are not going to make me a slave to your army of nerds." They both stated in unison before going into another tired bit of laughter. Once Baymax had been deactivated for the night, Masashi grinned faintly at Tadashi turning over to face him.

"It's going to be great."

"I hope so Masashi…I hope so."