A/N: Thank you so much for reading this! So I went Binge Writing today and this is the product. Much love 3 and have a good day.
One Month-ish later:
Hiro blew a stray piece of dark hair from his eyes and leaned back. Carefully he placed aside the small screwdriver on a tabletop covered with similar tools. "Alright," Hiro said, cracking his neck slightly, "Let's try that one more time!"
Baymax hummed mechanically in agreement before the small black cameras that served as his eyes lit up. A pale circle appeared on the robot's stomach and began to fill up, accompanied by the words Loading Video Conference . Hiro held his breath as the circle filled completely. For a moment nothing happened.
Slowly a glowing screen flickered to life. As it grew brighter, Hiro could just make out the outline of his bed and desk. Finally, the screen adjusted its focus, clearly showing Hiro's speakers on the side of Baymax's head cam to life, relaying the lively sounds of Aunt Cass's cafe downstairs. Allowing himself a small grin, Hiro continued, "Hookay Baymax. Try zooming in and scanning my desk."
With another click and whirl, Baymax did accordingly so. A light green grid appeared on the screen as the cameras began to zero in on different areas. "Material: plywood with metal bracings. Surface area: 216 square inches. Volume: 540 cubic inches. These are all approximations. Would you like me to conduct a more detailed scan?"
Hiro shook his head, and tapped his foot thoughtfully. "No that's okay. For now can you try telling me what exactly is inside my desk?"
"Affirmative." The grid changed to a bright blue. Outlines and labels began to appear. "Your desk contains 456 miniature bolts, 5 screwdrivers, 2 pairs of scissors, 15 reams of blueprint paper..." Baymax continued listing and categorizing random items. "...and one bag of corroding gummy bears." Hiro shrugged sheepishly at the somewhat accusing look Baymax sent him. "I'll clean that up later...?"
Rubbing his hands together with a nervous grin, Hiro rocked on the balls of his feet. Pulling out a stop watch, he gulped. "Alright buddy. Ready to do this?" Baymax tilted his head slightly. "Affirmative." Hiro nodded, "Okay. Baymax, make my bed."
From the speakers came a soft hum which Hiro knew to be the sound of Baymax inflating. The view point of the camera also began rise slowly. At last, the camera began to move slowly toward the direction of Hiro's bed-knocking down the new lamp Aunt Cass had recently purchased in the process. Whoops.
Hiro's attention was diverted when the camera reached his bed. He held his breath as two marshmallow-like arms reached forward and began adjusting the messy sheets. Glancing down quickly at his stopwatch, Hiro crossed his fingers. "C'mon..."
The arms began to pick up and fold random articles of clothing strewn haphazardly across the sheets. 0:55 With jerky movements, the arms began smoothing out the sheets. 1:15. Having tucked the sheets tightly in the sides of the bed, the arms moved to straighten, Hiro's many pillows. 1:45. Hiro gnawed his bottom lip as the arms reached for thicker blanket. 2:00. Wait 2:00? No. Way.
"AW YEAH!" Hiro crowed while fist-pumping, "Two minutes baby!"
Baymax merely tilted his head in an amused manner as the excited fifteen year old performed a victory dance similar to a seizure victim. "I fail to understand what a 'baby' has anything to do with two minutes." Hiro stopped dancing and scratched his neck, face flushing red. "Oh that. Uh I guess Fred is rubbing off on me..."
A loud chime sounded and Baymax straightened stating, "Command: Make Bed Complete." Hiro nodded happily and raised his hand in a closed fist. "Fist bump!" Baymax raised his fist as well and they both made their customary 'balalala' noise.
"Wow," Hiro commented looking at his now neat and tidy bed, "That's the cleanest I've ever seen my bed. Thanks buddy." Baymax replied, "Making beds make me a better healthcare companion." They were interrupted by a opening of Hiro's bedroom door as Aunt Cass strode in with Mochi at her heels. The camera turned toward her as she asked, "Baymax? What are you doing? And what was that loud noise-" Aunt Cass's eyes widened and she gasped. "My new lamp! Hiro!"
"Err Baymax, why don't you stop the call now?" Hiro said hurriedly. As the screen blacked-out he sighed in relief. "This isn't going to end well..." he muttered before perking up again. "But hey! Operation Doppelganger is a go! Better go record this." He raced toward his desktop but was stopped by a large growl emitting from his stomach.
Baymax lifted his finger but Hiro cut him off. "I know man I know. I'll go get something to eat. You should go charge too. Good job today and I'm satisfied with my care."
As the robot obediently toddled to his charging station, Hiro stretched and rubbed his eyes tiredly. Prying himself off his swivel chair, the teen stumbled out of his lab, the doors sliding closed behind him with a pleasant hum.
A glance at his stopwatch told him it was 4:30. The hallways were mostly empty, the majority of the students having gone home for the weekends. Stiffing a yawn, Hiro punched the elevator controls and stepped in. The customarily soothing elevator music filled his ears and it took all his willpower not to fall asleep.
When he reached the cafeteria at last, Hiro had to pinch himself a couple of times to remain standing. Working nonstop from 5:30-4:30 and skipping lunch could do that to you.
He spotted the majority of the gang sitting at one of the lunch tables. Seeing him, Honey Lemon waved and mouthed 'Finally!' Hiro rolled his eyes but couldn't conceal a small smile. He pointed to the cafeteria line and mouthed 'Join you later.' Honey Lemon nodded, catching the attention of Gogo and Wasabi who nodded and waved at Hiro.
At last, Hiro made his way over to the gang's table, his tray packed to the brim. He grunted out a "Hey guys" before attacking his chicken sandwich. Honey Lemon and Wasabi stared at him while Gogo merely raised an eyebrow. Spewing crumbs in the process, Hiro asked, "What?"
Honey Lemon giggled while Wasabi chuckled. "Puberty hitting you hard little man?" Wasabi teased. Hiro's cheeks flushed as he sputtered-causing more crumbs to fly out. Dodging the spray Wassabi whimpered. Wincing slightly and edging away, Gogo suggested, "Why don't you try talking after you're done eating." Hiro shrugged in apology and commenced wolfing down a generous slice of pizza.
The pile of food didn't stand a chance. Within minutes all that remained was a wad of wrappers and some apple cores. Hiro let out a sigh of contentment and then a loud burp. Heads turned towards the source causing Hiro to blush furiously. "Excuse me," he muttered while glaring at his friends who where desperately trying not to laugh.
Honey Lemon began to clean up Hiro's mess with a fond smile. Hiro's mouth opened, but she shook her head "Uh-uh-uh! Allow me!" Hiro shrugged and smiled saying, "Okay okay. And thanks Honey Lemon." Ruffling his hair slightly, the tall girl walked towards the trashcan.
Wasabi, looking much more relieved now that the mess was gone, said to Hiro, "So I'm guessing you skipped lunch again." In reply, Hiro waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. "Bah, who has time for lunch when we have science?" Wasabi chuckled but Gogo frowned slightly.
"You shouldn't skip lunch," she said sharply, "Your skinny enough as it is. Tadashi wouldn't want you to starve yourself even if you are saving the world."
At the mention of his brother's name Hiro's previously slouched posture went frigid. Wasabi cleared his throat nervously and glanced pointedly at Gogo who glared back. After a long silence Hire spoke, "He probably would've huh..."
Wasabi's jaw dropped as Hiro continued. "I guess I did get a bit too wrapped up in Operation Doppelganger. Thanks Gogo for reminding me." The teen finished with a small smile which Gogo awkwardly attempted to return.
As soon as, Hiro's attention was diverted by his phone, Wasabi tugged at Gogo's arm. Undaunted by her annoyed expression, he hissed, "What were you thinking?!" Gogo merely cracked her gum. "The kid's growing Wasabi. You'd be surprised. I don't think he needs anymore coddling." And with that, she pulled out her headphones and ignored Wasabi's dramatic flailing.
Honey Lemon returned from the trashcans and immediately sensed something had changed. "Sooo what did I miss?" she asked half-jokingly. "Puberty," Wasabi replied glumly. "Huh?" "Nothing."
A bit confused, Honey Lemon decided to switch to a different topic. "So Hiro how come Aunt Cass didn't pack you lunch today?" Hiro's expression soured and he shrugged, tapping away at his phone. "The boarder is coming tomorrow and she wants to get everything ready." Honey Lemon sat down next to Hiro.
"Ah, the one who's going to our college right? What's she like?" Wordlessly, Hiro brought up a conversation on his phone and slid it in Honey Lemon's direction. Puzzled she picked it up and read it.
From: CassHamada
To: Sunnyday
Subject: Boarding
Hello Sunni,
Thank you very much for agreeing to board with us. As you know I have a cat, a nephew, and run a cafe as well. Again if any of these factors are a problem, please contact me ASAP. You replied earlier that you do not mind boarding with anyone else so if it is alright, you will be sharing a room with my nephew. I apologize in advance for the lack of space. Again thank you and we hope to see you soon!
Cass Hamada
Honey Lemon looked up at Hiro who was twiddling his thumbs. "Her name is very nice," she supplied. Hiro scowled slightly, "Yeah." Confused by his reaction, she swiped to later messages.
Reply: Sunnyday
To: CassHamada
Subject: Re: Boarding
Honey Lemon blinked, trying to take in the...colorful message. "Whoa," said Wasabi looking over her shoulder, "That's a lot of emojies." Gogo grunted in agreement.
Hiro groaned. "See? She's crazy!"
"Or she has a lot of free time," Wasabi suggested, prompting the teen to growl. "Fine! She's crazy and she has a lot of free time! And I'm living with her!" Honey Lemon dodged one of his flailing limbs as he waved dramatically to prove his point.
"Well..." she said cautiously, "She might be a bit strange but she seems nice..." Hiro opened his mouth to object but she said hastily, "I mean we all agree that this took quite some effort right? And she's just saying thank you." Gogo shook her head and cracked her gum. "Say what you want but she seems crazy enough to me." Honey Lemon glared at her before handing Hiro back his phone.
"Besides," Wasabi said, "I'm sure Aunt Cass won't let you live with anyone crazy. If she approves this chick then she's probably cool." Hiro frowned before sighing. "You're probably right. I'm probably just a bit ya know...tense." Sliding his phone into his pocket, he stood up and stretched. "Anyways, thanks guys. I needed that."
Gogo punched him lightly in the shoulder saying, "Don't worry. If she dares to mess with the leader of Big Hero 6-," She then cracked her knuckles ,"-then she's not even going to know what hit her." Hiro smiled a little and waved before jogging out of the cafeteria. The three college students watched him go.
As soon as Hiro was out of sight, Honey Lemon sighed and massaged her temples. "She's absolutely crazy." Wasabi groaned and dropped his head in his hands. "True that. I mean who spends that much time on something so small?" The girls looked at him. "Right, right."
A/N: I mentioned to Toa Aerrow that the psuedo-sis would show up. She didn't. Sorry. Kinda