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As soon as we got Honey Lemon to wake up, then to calm down, I sent them downstairs. I had to talk with my brother real quick.

"Aaron?" I asked, peeking in his room. He was still sitting on the floor, playing with his Legos. "I have some friends over, and we're gonna stay downstairs. We need you to stay up here and watch for mom and dad. Can you do that?"

Aaron nodded. "What was the noise?"

"Just the cat, Oreo." I lied, closing the door behind me.

I made my way downstairs, being careful not to make too much noise. That will only make Aaron want to come down even more. So, since I had already memorized all of the creaky spots on the stairs, I managed to stay away from most of them. The others were even surprised that I had made it down without a sound.

"How'd you do that?" Honey exclaimed. "I personally think you just teleported through the floor. There's no way you made it down without a sound. Especially with Baymax here, who can sense it even before we do."

I just smiled, shrugging. I saw Hiro give me a small smile and thumbs-up from behind everyone's backs.

I think we're finally starting to get along.

"So, what exactly do we need for this?" Wasabi asked, fooling with the tools in my dad's old toolbox.

"Well," I said, but I was at a loss for words. "I . . . I just . . ."

I couldn't speak. I felt humiliated. I was in the presence of the smartest people I knew, and I didn't even know what tools we'd need for this job.

I ran out of the room and into the room across from it, which turned out to be my "Writing Room", as I call it. I shut the door behind me, sat in the corner, and sobbed.

"Erika?" I heard someone say, but I didn't really know who said it. I couldn't hear a lot over my sobbing. "It's me, Hiro. Can I come in?"

"Mm-hm."

He slowly opened the door, and closed it slowly behind him. "Hey," he said, quiet.

"What do you want?" I said, although my heart wasn't in it to sound hurtful.

Hiro sat down in front of me, waiting until I looked him in the eye. When I did, he finally spoke.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

I made a small whimper sound, then answered. "I'm not smart."

"Yes you are," objected Hiro. "You're very smart. In fact, you might be smarter than me, given that you came up with the idea and not me. Hell, he's my brother, and you're probably the one who wants him back more." He chuckled.

I smiled, but it almost immediately faded, leaving my curious. "How come you think I'm smart? No one's ever said that before . . . except for my parents, who will say you're smart even if you get Ds, which I do have on my report card currently."

"I think you're smart because I know you're smart." Hiro explained. He scooted to where he sat right beside me. "You just don't think so."

"That's because I know so!" I blurted. "I don't even know what tools we need to tell Wasabi!"

Hiro thought for a moment. "You just made the idea. You never planned this out, did you?"

I shook my head.

"I rest my case."

I sighed. He was such a stubborn little-

"Come 'ere." He said, pulling me into a hug.

It felt weird. Hugging your supposed-to-be-fictional crush. Whom you had just met about two hours ago. And was from a different dimension. But I accepted it anyways. He released, but we still sat there, staring into each other's eyes.

I felt something warm on my cheek, then realized it was his hand. My heart started to speed up. He smiled God that smile . . . He started to lean in, too. I could feel every breath he took, which was the closest I've ever been to anyone. EVER.

I started to feel lightheaded, all the while he just sat there, staring at me. Where are all the boys in THIS world that look like this? Definitely not in my school, that's for sure.

"You're beautiful," he whispered. He moved so he could lay a hand on my waist, but kept the hand on my cheek. God, his hands were so soft. Man, his girlfriend's got it good. Wait, does he even HAVE a girlfriend?

"What's on your mind, now?" Hiro asked, his sly smirk growing.

"You really wanna know?" I ask, trying to sound as mature as I could. Hiro squinted his eyes a little, giving me his answer.

"I was wondering . . ." I tried to say, but my breath got caught in my throat, so I tried again. "I was wondering if you-"

Fred kicked in the door, everyone gasping as they saw us (except Baymax because . . . you know). Me and Hiro separated and stood, and I don't think I've ever moved faster.

"Hey, guys," I stuttered, scratching the back of my head.

"Dammit!" Gogo said, throwing her hands up in the air, obviously just pretending, because she had a slight smirk on her face. "She took 'im!"

This caused me and Hiro to blush furiously.

"Alright, then." Hiro said, grabbing my arm and leading me between the small "crowd" that had gathered. Baymax followed, sitting down on the floor.

Me and Hiro sat on the floor on either side of him, both our faces scarlet colored.

"Both of you are experiencing very fast heart beats and high blood pressure. I infer that you are both either embarrassed or excited." Baymax said, wrapping one arm around each of us.

"Both, Baymax." I whispered, smiling at Hiro, who nodded in agreement. "Both."