A/N: Keep readin' Keep keep readin' oh! I don't own Big Hero 6.
Hiro awoke with a bang. No really, a loud banging sound resounded in his bedroom. He opened bleary eyes to find Sunni frantically piling up a stack of heavy textbooks she had knocked over. She seemed to be going jogging, and was sporting a green tracksuit, her medium length hair swept into a high ponytail. Sunni dropped one particularity heavy textbook on her foot, cussing under her breath. As if feeling Hiro's sleepy stare, she turned and grinned sheepishly. "Sorry...!" Sunni whispered loudly.
He replied with an irritated grunt. His irritation only grew when he saw the time; 5:30. Hiro knew Sunni was crazy but really? Who went jogging when it was still dark out? Hiro then realized that Baymax was nowhere to be seen. His eyes rested on the red charging station. "Baymax deactivated?""Not without this," Sunni said, lifting her long bangs to indicate a compress-looking patch on her forehead.
Hiro nodded and let out a slurred, "Good" before his head dropped onto his pillow. Curling up in the toasty warmth, he heard Sunni chuckle softly. Hiro supposed he should've felt irritated but instead sank under the comforting wave of slumber...
Sunni's POV:
Closing the bedroom door behind her as quietly as possible, Sunni let out a sigh. Living with teenagers, yikes! Sunni thought she had escaped when Ryan had moved out but it looked like Hiro had stepped up to the plate. She was going to start growing white hairs soon!
In reality, to Sunni, Ryan was the little brother she never had. Already she missed his sarcasm and gloomy personality.
Contrary to popular belief, Sunni was in fact not a complete idiot. She was fully aware of Hiro's rudeness and dislike. She was also fully aware of how it felt when most of your family was dead. Although Sunni had never been in Hiro's shoes she was sure that having some stranger move into your recently dead brother's space was none too fun. Especially if it felt like he stranger was supposed to replace your brother.
Tiptoeing as quietly as she could in Reeboks, Sunni descended the stairs only to find the kitchen full of light. "G'morning Aunt Cass," she greeted the bath-robed woman. Looking up from her newspaper, Aunt Cass smiled tiredly. "Hello Sunni! How's that concussion?"
Sunni scratched her head sheepishly. "Eh...as I said I've been through worse. Thanks for not taking me to the hospital."
Aunt Cass's eyebrow rose slightly but she didn't ask. "No problem," she set down her paper and stood up from the table. "I'm going to start making breakfast. Any requests?" Sunni shook her head and gestured to her tracksuit. "I'm just going for a quick jog."
"How healthy of you!" said Aunt Cass turning on the stove, "I'd join you but well..." She gestured at herself giggling. "I'm a tad out of shape."
"No!" Sunni protested, "You just have er...curves!" This caused Aunt Cass to burst into snickers. "How sweet of you!" Red-faced Sunni chuckled awkwardly. The newspaper Aunt Cass was reading caught her eye. Curious she picked it up. In bold words, the headline read: BIG HERO 6 A New Age Of Heroics For Sanfrasokyo. "Hey Aunt Cass," Sunni called, recieving a 'hmm?', "What's this Big Hero 6?"
Aunt Cass froze before sighing. She had known that eventually they would have to cross this bridge. "Sunni I must apologize," she said, "I haven't been exactly honest with you." Sunni nodded absentmindedly, eyes still glued to the extensive article. On January 6th, xxxx Krei Future Industries was celebrating the opening of the newly established Eastern San Fransokyo Branch."Hiro is not simply a robotic genius," Aunt Cass continued. A mysterious figure attacked pedestrians and media personal and captured Krei with what seemed to be, as an unamed bystander described them, "Ocean of black miniature robots". "When Tadashi...his brother...died, Hiro tried to find the cause. Some college friends of Tadashi helped..." Summoning a freak structure that created a suction-like wormhole that many scientists report to be a portal. "And after a lot of other crazy potentially-life-endangering things..." It was a grim event, with patrol cars unable to approach due to the magnetic field surrounding the area. "...and creating some pretty cool suits..." Just when it looked as if there was no hope, a group of individuals arrived, freed Krei and disarmed the culprit. "...they where the ones who started..." The individuals, calling themselves Big Hero 6, consist of Leiko Tanaka, Herminia Leanos, Fred Lee, William Granger, an inflatable robot named Baymax, and the inventor of the team "...Big Hero 6." -Hiro Hamada.
"Uh. Okay," Sunni said. Her mind was whirling with important questions like 'How do you get a marshmallow to fight?' and 'Hey does that mean that William guy is related to Hermione Granger? Wicked!'. But a more pressing matter was why hadn't she heard of this before? Then Sunni realized Aunt Cass was still talking.
"...but Hiro didn't really want to tell anyone if they didn't know. The poor has such little self-esteem." She paused and looked hopefully at Sunni. "Well," Sunni started, feeling dumber than usual, "I'm good at keeping secrets...? But how does Hiro expect to hide if there's a bloody article about him?" She hastily added a "Sorry." Aunt Cass waved her off, shrugging slightly, "Genius or no genius teenage brains are famous for being difficult. Besides San Fransokyo is a big place."
With sucky photographers, Sunni thought glancing at the blurry figures surrounded by a tornado of debris. Her eyes widened at the clock and she tossed the newspaper onto the wooden table. "Yikes! It's already 5:56! Gotta get going if I actually plan to jog!" Aunt Css looks up from cracking some eggs. "I'm so sorry," she apologizes, "I have a habit of letting my mouth run." Sunni waved her off, speedwalking to the stairs. "S'okay! It was worth it," Sunni said, "Nice talking to you!"
Reaching the stairs, Sunni ducked suddenly, a yellowish projectile wizzing toward her with a blur, hitting the wall. "Catch!" Aunt Cass cried belatedly. Sunni fumbled with it before gripping the somewhat bruised apple. "So sorry, just thought you might be hungry..." the older woman said rather sheepishly. Sunni took a bite and grinned her thanks before darting down the stairs. "Breakfast's at 7:30!" Aunt Cass called after her.
Pulling the door behind closed, Sunni quickly crunched down the apple core and all, leaving only the stem. Licking excess juice off her fingers, she tossed the stem into a nearby trashcan. A sickening twinge inside her stomach caused Sunni to wince, reminding her of why she hated apples. She ground her teeth and began jogging down the sidewalk at a steady pace. Her breath coming out in white clouds, she relaxed into her familiar routine.
Hiro's POV:
It was a drowsy and cranky Hiro who stumbled down the steps only to be caught by Baymax. "Thanks bud," he slurred as the robot deposited him in his customary seat. Smiling sympathetically, Aunt Cass slid a steaming plate of fried eggs, sausages and rice porridge. Sleepily Hiro prodded his the plate with his chopsticks.
Meanwhile, the sound of the upstairs shower stopped followed in quick succession by the roar of a hairdryer. Minutes later, Sunni, looking more chaotic than usual (was that possible?) tripped down the stairs. Perhaps expecting this, Baymax caught her. "Wow thanks!" Sunni breathed relieved, patting Baymax's arms gratefully before scampering into a seat...right next to Hiro. Ugh.
"Morning Hiroo-Oh," Sunni said, looking at Hiro's face. Hiro grunted, and slurped his porridge noisily to dissuade any further conversation. Of course it's unsuccessful. "Not a morning person?" Sunni said, adding liberal amounts of jam to her slightly burned toast, "Have you tried coffee? Heard it works wonders." Have YOU tried shutting up? It works wonders. "No," he said instead.
Sunni shrugged good-naturedly and, much to Hiro's chagrin, tossed her ridiculously long and still dripping bangs. A shower of excess water pattered onto to the table. "Sorry!" Sunni reached for a napkin, knocking over the salt and pepper shaker. Aunt Cass ran forwards with a rag in hand. "No no no! I got this I got this!" and forced Sunni back into her seat before someone got hurt. Consoled Sunni sat down on the floor with a thump. Her chair had skidded away when she had stood up.
At last, Hiro's vision began clearing up and he could actually process what was going on. Picking up his clean plate, he handed them to Baymax who was dutifully washing the dishes. Aunt Cass was checking the clock and gnawing her lip. "Hiro honey..." she said slowly, "I'm so sorry but today I just can't-"
"I know Aunt Cass," Hiro said casually, with a sinking feeling in his stomach, "I'll take the trolley to school." Aunt Cass smiled gratefully before wrapping him in a tight hug. "I'm so so sorry!" she babbles rocking from side to side, "It's just business is booming! Not that I don't like it! In fact expect an awesome Christmas present this year! Anyways I'm very worried about letting you go all alone. You know what? Screw the cafe! I can let Baymax take care of it for a while so I can-" "No no no no!" Hiro protested, seizing the pause in her rant, "Aunt Cass I'm in college!" "Exactly! You're only in college!" "WHAT DO YOU MEAN ONLY IN COLLEGE?!"
Sunni cleared her throat, with a borderline smirk, "Uhm Ms. Cass?" She reached for her lanyard and held out the jingling keys hesitantly. "I have a car...?"
Aunt Cass darted forward and grabbed the girl's shoulders. "You do?!"
Sunni shrank back slightly, "I think?" Seeing the look on Aunt Cass's face she hurriedly continued. "I mean it's more of a truck really! But it could still hold another passenger! So I was wondering if...Hiro would like to go to school with me." Sunni ended this with a bright, hopeful smile. Hiro was not impressed.
"N-" "YES! THANK YOU SO MUCH!" Aunt Cass pulled Sunni into a tight hug. Sunni's face was blank with shock but she mustered a thumbs up through the crook of Aunt Cass's arm. Hiro shook his head violently, "I am NOT going to sit in a car with her-!"
Minutes Later...
"Hurry up!" hollered Sunni punching the steering wheel. Hiro buried his head and his hands while trying to avoid the girl's flailing arms. It was very difficult seeing as they were both crammed into this rusting piece of junk held together by spit and prayers. Sunni liked to call it a truck.
"This!," she had said, gesturing grandly, "Is the Duster."
"The Duster," Aunt Cass repeated.
"The Duster!" Sunni chirped, "'Cus she leaves everyone else in the dust."
"Huh...that's creative," said Aunt Cass. Hiro turned back and ran up the staircase. "Hiro honey?" Aunt Cass called. "Forgot something!"he called back. Minutes later, he came trotted down with a sticker. Sunni looked curiously as he plastered the adhesive on the window of her car. "Don't worry," Hiro assured Sunni with a grin, "It's removable. I think." It read: Driver's Fault with a black arrow pointing towards the driver's seat.
"Nice!" said Sunni.
"Hiro!" said Aunt Cass.
"But," Sunni continued, "You do realize that if I were an ordinary driver it would distract my visibility increasing the chance of an accident?" Hiro smiled back, "Oh I know!" Sunni shrugged and opened the car door. "Then let's get to school!" Hiro complied, albeit less eagerly. And they drove off, leaving a confused Aunt Cass in the dust.
A/N: I need a beta and I do not know how to get one. So if you're interested tell me! Thanks!