Thanks for reading as always!
So previous chapter, I may had mixed up with the interior design of the Lucky Cat Café, but nothing changed accept the seating arrangement. I set up some of the tables as booths, those kind of leather seats that are connected to another chair and table. Like a typical diner would have. Sorry if my description are confusing, but I thought of the floor plans like that.
I got confirmed from one of my readers that Karmi is canonly sixteen years old. Which makes sense for Hiro to take that title of youngest student and genius of SFIT since he's fourteen. Which also makes my OC sixteen... though I want to make her fifteen at least... Oh well!
This is bad, This is bad, This. Is. Extremely bad. The possibility of his young colleague and not-so-secret admirer would soon discover his secret! This could go to many bad results:
a) She will reveal his secret to everyone. Although knowing her introvert personality and social problem, she will one way or another will expose it. Either way, he can't risk that. B) use it as blackmail material. Or c) Her acting skills of being a over-friendly, optimistic, and crushing will be real. The thought of the dopey smile and weird giggling from that girl's mouth is enough to send a chill down his spine. And given that they have one class together, the stares and swoon will be so obvious that he will be internally and awkwardly suffering under her stare.
"Guys, we got a problem." The boy genius immediately turn on his monitor to video chat his friends, instantly sending chat requests. He's internally worried that Karmi will soon discover his secret identity. The screen then popped up three screen each showing Honey Lemon and Gogo one screen together and the other two individually showing Wasabi and Fred.
"Woah... you need to calm down." Wasabi immediately pick up the stress mood from the halfa. He shows concern by his expression and motioning his hands flat and moving down.
"What is it?" The blonde Latina ask in worrying her small friend's
"Karmi might know...!" Hiro answer in one quick breath, considering he practically ran up the stairs when he calmly left the cafe. He then hear rubber squeaking against the wooden stairs coming up, meaning Baymax just arrive into the scene. "She might have figured out that I'm the Hero-Hiro." All three of the geniuses' eye widen in shock.
"No way...! We thought she got you the first time!" Fred clutching his beanie and blowing out air. It was true when Hiro saved the biologist from the falling lamppost, she not only got a closer look on his face, but she also snapped a picture on her phone. Yet miraculously she still doesn't know that it was Hiro underneath the orange mask.
"Where is she getting this from?" Go go speaks as her eyebrows pinch close to each other, pulling her lips down at the uprising problem.
"I... overhear her conversation with her friend that came to our school."
"Wait. Karmi actually has a friend? Like a human friend?" She tilt her head in suspicion.
"That's what I said too, but for real both Karmi and that girl are sitting at the cafe, right now." But wait a sec... she hasn't mentioned about anyone she talked to in the past. Granted she hasn't told him anything that's outside of her human science.
"She goes to our school? Like another young genius?" Wasabi speaks up. All of them are confused of not getting the memo about another new student enrolling SFIT. Hiro would be the best resources on news, but even he was confused.
"No, she spoken about our school as someone who is not attending it. But I had seen her at the lunchroom, in fact she was still with Karmi." Hiro thread his fingers into his hair, gripping his scalp in confusion. "Beside the point— Adding to the point, they're both coming up with something that could expose me and Baymax."
"Alright, But first we need to figure out who this girl Karmi friends with." The Korean initiate the mission first thing tomorrow morning.
"So how are we gonna do this?" Michelle asks as she fluff her given pillow.
Karmi and Michelle are upstairs in the bedroom disuccing their plan to discover the secrets of Sans Fransokyo heroes. Karmi had already tuck herself into her bed, But was laying underneath her blankets on the opposite end to talk to her best friend, who is sleeping on the floor with a small air mattress.
"I honestly don't know... maybe I could talk to Hiro, somehow." The brunette shrugs her shoulders as her chin is placed on her stacked hands.
"Hiro will definitely knows what's up with that tactic. And knowing you, you will definitely lose your act and be obvious." Michelle laugh as she got smack on the head by a pillow.
"Alright then. What your idea, miss creativity?" She pouts her lips.
"I was thinking maybe I could talk to him... well maybe his friends. Infiltrate into the group," The artist move her arm in slow swoop movement. "Know the intel like an undercover spy."
"Then Hiro will definitely know what's up." Karmi throws back the quote.
Both were at a loss for ideas. So instead Karmi wants some girl time that outside of her school.
"How about those drawing? Miss Granville is expecting some sketches from you." The Chinese girl laughed as she crawl on her mattress to find her messenger bag. When she did, she open the flap and pulled out a thick sketchbook that have a blue cover. Michelle then got on her knees and shuffle to Karmi as the bunette back away to created space for the book. When opened it, Michelle turned to the page that begins her few pages full of various pencil and pen drawing.
"These are incredible!" The biologist squealed at the sketch of a observation drawing of a small dog underneath a table. Then her eyes scan to see many realistic drawing of flowers, animals, and even some random people.
"I've been going out a lot. That dog was from when I went to this other coffee shop, and there was this lady who was writing something and her dog's leash was tied around the pole for the table. Which b-t-w, the dog walk around it so cute."
"You improved so much since I left high school." Karmi flipping pages until she reaches a blank page. "...It's so much better than my latest drawing..." She mumbles hat last part but sadly her friend heard it.
"Ooohhh! You should show me it." Michelle eyes sparkle with excitement and anticipation.
"It not good..."
"Awew c'mon! I love seeing other people's work, whether their good or bad, it's still art. Pleeeease!" She smiled wide before saying, "you have to return the favor~.." She tells her in a joking tune of a reminder. Eventually Karmi gave in to her friend's pleading.
The brunette move away to her nightstand that have a small drawer. Inside was a small journal with a brown leather cover. She flips to the page and then give the opened book to the better artist. Michelle grabbed with such caution, gently cradling the book in one hand as the other one pressing down the page, and scanning the drawing.
"Is that supposed to your hero... like Hero-Hiro?" She smirks to Karmi's dismay.
"I don't want to think about that right now...!" The brunette whines as she grabbed the journal out of the Asian girl's hands. "Let's just call it a night."
"Kay, Good night Karmi."
"G'night." She turn away to reach for her lamp on the nightstand, pulling the string to turn off the light.
In the middle of the night, a phone vibrates against the air mattress. The owner of the phone picked it up and press on the home button, waking the screen up with its full brightness.
She narrows her eyes to adjust to the sudden light. Seeing there's a notification of a text message. As soon as her eyes focus on who the sender was, the girl quietly got up from her laying position. As she stood up she quickly changed the setting of the brightness to dim and made her phone face the opposite side of the wall so it won't hit on Karmi, who was peacefully asleep. Slowly she tiptoed off the mattress and head towards the door.
She successfully was on the other side of the room with the door opened slight from the frame. Her blue eye peek through the opening to check if anything disturb the biologist. Thankfully nothing happened.
When she slid her thumb right on the notification and tapped in her pin key, she read the text of a single character: a simple question mark.
The artist quickly typed a response, telling her the plan.
I'm gonna talk to his friends first, meanwhile the biology girl will distract Hiro. Hopefully they will let me take a closer look at each of their labs and I will copy down their tech ASAP.
And tapped send. Popping the text in a gray text bubble, underneath it notified as delivered.