The walk back home was one of the most memorable experiences Hiro ever had. Pedestrians were keep staring at him and Snow White. Or more precisely, they kept staring at the unusually dressed girl. Of course, with such outfit, no wonder she became the center of attention.

There was one little girl who accidentally spotted them from across while the fourteen year old genius and the young princess were standing on the pavement. "Mommy, Daddy, why is there a princess on the other side of the sidewalk?", she asked both of her parents while pointing her finger at Hiro and Snow White. But her parents just told her to put her finger down.

Snow White, who had spotted the little girl back, brightened up and immediately walking to where the girl was. Luckily for her, the light for the pedestrians was green, though Hiro made a mental note to explain the rules and laws of crossing the streets and traffic signs to his new friend later.

The young princess greeted the little girl with a cheerful hello while the girl greeted back shyly. They began to chat and talk, and slowly the girl began to feel relaxed around Snow White. Hiro and the girl's parents just standing there in awkward silence. But the father instantly recognized Hiro as the youngest student in SFIT, the one who had blown everyone away with his microbots invention during the showcase a few months back. Unexpectedly for the younger Hamada, the man took out a notepad and a pen from his blazer pocket, handing both of them to him, asking for his signature. Of course, Hiro was thrown off but he also felt ecstatic. Definitely an unforgettable experience for him.

And not to mention their height difference. Turns out, Snow White is slightly taller than Hiro. The slight difference between their heights certainly made them looked comical for those who knew both of their ages. It made Hiro felt self-conscious, as people around focused their attention to him and the princess. A few of them put their hands on their mouths to stifle their laughter. Some just had small smiles on their face. Others just staring at them for a few seconds before refocusing their attention back to their own activities. At first glance, it's like a younger brother and his costumed older sister walking together. But upon closer look, people would realize that the boy is biracial while the girl is entirely Caucasian. She's probably around the same height as Go Go or Aunt Cass, Hiro thought.

Finally, the two of them arrived in front of the Lucky Cat Café. Snow White glanced up and spotted a cat statue on the roof, its right paw was positioned in a lifting manner, as if it was waving. "Oh it's adorable!" the princess exclaimed.

"Yeah, well, my aunt is a huge fan of cats," Hiro explained, "she absolutely loves them."

"Oh! That explains the name of this place and the cat statue then!" Snow White said.

"Yep. Oh, and we have a male calico cat, Mochi. You're gonna love him." Hiro said back with a grin.

The two entered the café and Hiro made his way to greet his aunt while Snow White just followed him and standing by politely, not wanting to interrupt. "Hey, Aunt Cass," Hiro greeted his aunt who just came out from the kitchen, holding a tray of freshly baked pastries, ready to be put in the glass cases to be displayed at the customers. The delicious scent of the pastries made Snow White's stomach let out a small rumbling noise and she realized that she hadn't eat at all since she woke up and being ordered by her stepmother to scrub the castle's terraces.

"Hey Hiro, sweetie," Aunt Cass greeted Hiro back with a smile and gave her youngest nephew a small kiss on his cheek. "How was your day?" Aunt Cass asked.

"Good." Hiro replied.

"Great! I'm making a special dinner tonight, your favorite: hot wings! Get ready for your face being mel-"

Aunt Cass stopped her sentence when she realized that Hiro wasn't alone. She noticed Snow White who was standing next to her nephew. Hiro's friend?, Aunt Cass wondered, pleased at the thought as she looked at the young princess' appearance. She began to wonder if there was a costume party somewhere.

"Hiro, who is this?" Aunt Cass asked her nephew as she directed her gaze at the princess to signalize her question.

"Oh, that's my friend Snow. Snow, this is my aunt Cass." Hiro introduced both of them.

"Hello, I'm Snow White." Snow White inroduced herself and curtsying to Aunt Cass. "It's nice to meet you," she continued with a smile.

Aunt Cass, looking a bit puzzled, just smiled back and introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Cass and it's nice to meet you too."

Hiro, who sensed his aunt's confusion, grabbed her arm and said to Snow White, "Hey, um, I need to talk with my aunt for a moment. Do you mind if you wait here? I'll be right back." Hiro explained as he and Aunt Cass went to the kitchen for a private talk.

Snow White nodded.

As soon as the Hamadas were in the kitchen, Aunt Cass started to talk. "Hiro, is that your friend?" she asked, a hint of curiosity hidden in her voice.

"Yeah, um, you see, I was on my way to bot fighting when sud-"

"You went to bot fighting?!"

Hiro instantly shuts his mouth, but it was too late. He already slipped out. He could see his aunt's facial expression twisted from confusion and curiosity into rage and fury. "Hiro Hamada, you are so grounded! No hot wings for you tonight! No gummy bears for two weeks! I'm going to confiscate all of your robotics stuff for a month!" Aunt Cass yelled in frustration. She continued her rant, "What were you thinking, knucklehead?! Do you know how dangerous it is?! How illegal it is?! You could've been-"

"Aunt Cass, listen to me!" Hiro exclaimed in self-defense, feeling annoyed that his aunt already jumped into conclusions when he wasn't finished yet. But then again, given how truly dangerous his hobby was, he couldn't really blame her.

"I wasn't bot fighting. Well, I was going to, but then I heard a scream somewhere. So I decided to find out where it came from and what was it. And that's when I met her." Hiro pointed his finger at Snow White from the kitchen's windows. The young princess was seen chatting happily with one of the customers.

"Oh, about that," Aunt Cass said, the confusion and curiosity were back once more. "Does she actually serious about her name? And why does she dressed like that?" she asked.

"I don't know, but I'm gonna find out." Hiro answered.

Hiro would be lying to himself if he said he believed Snow White. Because there's just no way a fairy tale character could exist in the real world, right? That's just doesn't make any sense at all. But from the way she talked and acted, it's like she was telling the truth. It confused Hiro to no end. But that could just be a long-trained acting skill. Still, he did enjoyed her company though. And he was serious when he considered her as his friend.

"I mean, really, Snow White? As in, the princess who eats a poisoned apple and lives with seven little men?" Aunt Cass wondered out loud.

"I guess," Hiro shrugged.

"So what happened then?"

"Huh?"

"What happened after you met her?"

"Oh, well, she was surrounded by Yama's henchmen. I shouted at them to stop doing whatever they were gonna do to her. So they shifted their attention to me."

Aunt Cass tensed when she heard that part.

"And?" she asked, feeling cautious.

"They advanced to me, but I knocked out one of them," Hiro replied in a pleased tone. "I'm gonna thank Tadashi for that karate technique he had taught me some time ago when he gets home!" Hiro continued with a grin on his face.

That didn't stop Aunt Cass from worrying though. "What about the other men? Did they hurt you?" she asked, the concern was obvious in her voice.

"I'm fine, Aunt Cass," Hiro answered. He hated lying to his aunt, but he didn't want to trouble her. Besides, he didn't need to hear one more lecture about the dangers of illegal bot fighting, thank you very much.

Aunt Cass, however, wasn't convinced. "Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"Well, then let me see your body."

"Hiro's eyes widened at his aunt's request, realizing what she meant. "N-no, no, it's fine, Aunt Cass! It's nothing! Really!" he took a step back.

Unfortunately for him, he tripped over a nearby rolling pin, causing him to fall. He winced when the bruised parts of his body made contact with the floor. The action made his thighs became slightly visible to Aunt Cass' sight for a moment and she caught a glimpse of purple color on it.

She rushed over to her youngest nephew's side, rolled up his shorts, revealing a few purple bruises. Her eyes widened at the sight.

"Oh my gosh!" she gasped. "Are there any more bruises?" she asked, feeling more worried for her youngest nephew.

Sensing no point in lying further, Hiro reluctantly lifted up his red shirt, revealing more bruises adorning his body. Aunt Cass's expression changed from worry into pure shock. She began to rant, "And you said you were fine! Well, you are most definitely not fine young man! In fact, you are far from fine! You-"

"I have to protect her, Aunt Cass!" Hiro exclaimed.

"What?" Aunt Cass asked, stopping her rant.

"I have to protect her. Who knows what they were gonna do to her. I couldn't just leave her alone! There was no one else but me! I couldn't just stand by and do nothing!"

Aunt Cass stared at Hiro with a strange look. Her youngest nephew had never been so selfless before. Sure, there were moments where Hiro would helped her run the café, but only because she asked him to or being told to by Tadashi. Other than that, he would just spend his day tinkering or inventing things, either in his room or the garage.

If it was Tadashi, then she would just think of it as something typical. Because her oldest nephew was a naturally selfless person. But this was Hiro. Her brazen, snarky, fourteen year old nephew with higher than average intelligence, who didn't have any friends outside Tadashi's group. Who didn't initiates help much. But she knew that Hiro was a good boy. She knew beneath his arrogant exterior lies a heart of gold.

Aunt Cass' lips slowly curled up into a small smile. "Oh, honey," she sighed, pulling Hiro into a hug, only for her nephew to wince. His bruises were still needed to be taken care of.

"Oops! Sorry! I-"

"It's fine, Aunt Cass. I can get Baymax to treat my injuries." Hiro reassured her.

Aunt Cass nodded, "Oh, alright then," she said.

Hiro stood up and dusting himself off from some flour that got on his clothes. He and his aunt headed out from the kitchen, already finished their talk.

When they were back in the café, they spotted Snow White who was now chatting with a different customer, who happened to be Mrs. Matsuda. Mrs. Matsuda was one of Aunt Cass' regular customers. She was an eighty year old old woman. She was well-known among Aunt Cass, Hiro, Tadashi, and the other regular customers for her eccentric appearance, which always brought smiles and laughter to their faces.

Hiro approached Snow White who was still chatting with Mrs. Matsuda, "Hey, um, so how's it going?" he asked.

"Wonderful!" the young princess replied. "I like it here. Everyone is so kind," she continued.

Hiro smiled at that. "That's great. Anyways, have you eat?"

The small rumbling noise in Snow White's stomach gave Hiro the answer.

"Let's get you something to eat first," he said, grabbing Snow White's hand and pulled her toward the glass cases displaying the various baked goods and pastries Aunt Cass had prepared earlier. There were some slice of cakes, muffins, cupcakes, donuts, croissants, cookies, and many others. Snow White eyed each of them, wondering which one she wanted to pick to eat.

"So which one do you want to eat?" Hiro asked her.

Snow White looked again before she made her choice. "I'd like to try that one, please," she said, pointing her finger at a chocolate-coated donut.

"Hey, I like that one! Well, it's one of my favorites," Hiro said. He then called out to his aunt, "Aunt Cass, can I have one of the chocolate-coated donuts? It's for her."

"Sure," Aunt Cass called out back. She headed to the glass case, took one of the donuts, wrapped it in a tissue, and handed it over to Snow White. The princess accepted it happily.

"Thank you, Miss Cass" she thanked Aunt Cass in a cheerful tone.

"Your welcome, sweetie," Aunt Cass replied with a smile.

Snow White took a small bite from the donut, chewing it in a delicate manner, enjoying its texture and the chocolate's moistness in her mouth.

"Goodness! This is so delicious! I never knew that donut could taste so good!" she exclaimed.

Both Hiro and Aunt Cass smiled at Snow White's compliment. But the younger Hamada frowned when he heard her last sentence.

"Wait, I thought you didn't know what a donut was," he said in confusion.

"Oh, when you and Miss Cass went to the kitchen, I talked with some people here. They explained to me about it," the princess explained.

"Oh, I see."

Snow White continued eating until she saw one of the customers got up from her chair, headed towards the counter. She was talking with one of the employees. Then from her purse she took out what appeared to be a sheet of a green rectangular paper with the picture of a man's face on the center. Between the man were two identical numbers. The customer handed it over to the employee, who took it and then handed over a few pieces of coins to her.

Realizing that the customer was just paying for her purchase, the princess immediately felt bad for not doing it earlier. But I don't have anything that could be exchanged, she thought sadly. Then the realization hit her. Oh no, that means I'm stealing!

Snow White gave Hiro her unfinished donut, much to his confusion.

"Hiro, thank you so much for the treat, but I can't eat it anymore," she said regretfully.

"Why? Are you full already?" Hiro asked.

"No, it's just that I don't have anything that I can give in return for it."

"What do you mean?"

She explained what she saw earlier to him.

"Oh, don't worry about that," he laughed, "I'm sure my aunt will understand," he grinned at her.

"Oh, thank you!"

"Anytime."

The rest of the day continued peacefully for them without any trouble at all.