Hey, guys. So sorry for not having a real eventful chapter lately. Reviews would really be appreciated now. I'm going to take a while now, but that's only because I'm working on another story, too, now. Have fun, I guess.

Extra note: If anyone wants to become a part of the story, just supply your name, your hair color, and wether it's straight, curly, and your eye color, glasses (yes or no), etc. I'd be glad to add another friend in my story!

Also, shoutout to Evangeline Pond, for helping me with reviewing and reminding me of some things I had forgotten. Thanks so much, E! (Hope its okay to call you that)

Erika's P.O.V.

"There," I said, setting a really heavy box on the table. "Extra metal we can heat up with the torch and whatever, and some tools, like screwdrivers, some hammers, et cetera."

"Good job," Hiro whispered. "I couldn't lift that box to save my life."

I chuckled. "I know."

Hiro glared at me. "With my suit, I could. Just not without it." He smirked, obviously knowing what was coming.

"But you can't feel anything through the armor." I said, mocking his voice. I know it was a lousy copy, but it was still funny, I guess.

Everyone laughed.

"That's what you get for making a stupid comment." Gogo said, taking one of the suckers from the bag we bought earlier at the gas station.

Hiro pouted. He looked sooooo cute. Gogo took the sucker, shoving it into his hand, making him stop immediately.

"I've learned that whenever you want to shut Hiro up, you just give him something to eat. Especially food." Gogo explained.

I laughed, hiding my smile behind my hand. I do that sometimes.

"What's so funny?" Hiro said, his mouth full. This only caused us to laugh more.

"What?" Hiro pressed, causing a glob of spit to slide down his chin. Only then did he notice, taking the sucker out of his mouth.

"Did you all of a sudden get a smaller mouth?" I asked. "'Cause lately you've had a pretty big one."

This caused everyone to laugh again, except for Fred.

"And how, Erika, would you know that?"

This made me mad, and they way Hiro's face went scarlet wasn't helping. Especially with the laughter.

I could feel my face burning, but all of a sudden, I didn't care. I sat down in a chair, staring at the floor.

Something felt wrong.

"What's the matter, Erika?" Fred teased, everyone else's laughter bouncing off the walls. "Is it true?"

This wasn't very funny, compared to his previous comment, and the laughter slowly died. All that was left was five of us working on the project while one was sitting in a chair, staring at the floor. And one was packed into his charging station in the corner. Baymax.

Was he here the whole time?

I looked up, then stood since no one was paying any attention to me.

"I . . . I'll be right back." Not really saying it to anyone.

I walked out of the room, trudging up the stairs. I walked to our "medicine cabinet" in our kitchen, opening it. I grabbed two Advil pills, downing them with a small bottle of water I grabbed from the fridge.

I immediately felt better, and walked back downstairs, keeping the water bottle. As soon as I walked into the room, I was amazed at what I saw.

Hiro's P.O.V.

I was amazed. Completely blown away.

We had done it!

We had managed to build the entire outline of the piece, now stuck on the next part. But we'll deal with that next. It WORKS! ACTUALLY WORKS!

Goodbye lonesome, hello Tadashi.

"What, Hiro?" I heard Gogo ask, which made me jump. She was standing right next to me the whole time?

I must've said that out loud. Shit.

"Uh, nothing, Gogo. All's great!" I said, because really, it was.

I was going to see Tadashi again!

Erika walked in right after, and I laughed when she dropped the water bottle she was holding.

"It's . . . amazing." She said, bending down to pick up the bottle. Her eyes never left the masterpiece.

"I know." I agreed. "I can't believe we actually did it."

Erika just stood there, awestruck, until Fred piped up again.

"So . . . how we gonna make it work?"

All eyes went to Fred for killing the mood, but he was right.

How were we going to make it work?

"I have no idea." Erika said. "I'm not even out of middle school yet and you all are in college."

I sighed. She still doesn't get it. She doesn't have to be smart. It just takes creativity and imagination. Two key things she has.

Erika sat down on her couch, beside Wasabi. Honey sat beside Fred (LOL) and Gogo took the other side of Wasabi. Honey let me have the seat between Fred and Erika, so she sat on the end. I sat down, not really knowing what was going to happen next.

Erika's P.O.V.

Later that evening, we were all sitting on my couch upstairs watching How to Train Your Dragon. We had just finished Brave, Tangled, and Frozen. After this, we were going to watch Rise of the Guardians.

"That's one scrawny teenager," commented Hiro.

I laughed.

"What?" Hiro asked, confused.

"You have no room to talk, Mr. Muscle Man."

This caused everyone to laugh so hard, I had to rewind the movie so we could actually hear what they were saying.

HTTYD was (is) my favorite animated film, and I was really excited to be watching it with so many others who were actually WILLING to. Normally, my brother and parents weren't quite as excited to watch it as I was.

As we watched the movie, they all gasped, laughed, and cried with the characters, like what I used to do. But when it was over, they surprised me even more.

"Can we watch that one again?" Gogo asked, sitting on the edge of her seat. She noticed this, relaxing back into the couch, then correcting herself. "You know, just to see what other mistakes the animators had made."

Everyone rolled their eyes at her attempt to be cool, but I nodded.

"How about we watch Rise of the Guardians, then we'll watch it again. Okay?"

Everyone agreed, and I switched out the disks.