**A.N. This chapter was co-written with sayagirl24 from tumblr. I'm amalgamoffaces there too, if you want to check it out. Thank you to Telemain's Daughter for sticking with me as a beta!**

Fred had demanded Hiro and Tadashi head over immediately, already overloading Hiro's phone with theories and references to obscure comic book characters. He had also sent a group message that insisted that everyone appear at his house within the hour, regardless of current plans.

Hiro laughed, passing the phone over to Tadashi, who scrolled through the messages while pulling back on his shoes, coat, and scarf. Hiro helped with the ties and buttons, completely ignoring Tadashi's insistence that he needed to practice if he was going to get his fingers to work right again.

Debating for a minute whether or not he needed to wait for Wasabi and his van to go over to Fred's place, Hiro decided that it would be a safe enough distance to use the bike, if he took it slow and Tadashi used the helmet Gogo left. It was too far to walk with a five year old he would probably end up carrying half of the way, even though he was much lighter than normal. Hiro dropped the discarded helmet into Tadashi's arms.

"Be sure to strap this on tight, don't want you landing on your head and being unable to fix it."

Tadashi looked at Hiro like he had lost his mind; he felt like he had had enough near-death experiences for the day.

"Um, can I have the obsessively safe Hiro back?"

"I promise you'll be fine." He'd thought after spending the majority of his previous years as an adult, Tadashi would be more comfortable around his own bike.

"Nope. We're walking. Or taking the bus. Like normal people." Tadashi placed the helmet by the front door and reached up to open it.

"Not happening." Hiro picked up the helmet again while grabbing his own on the way out. "I swore off riding the bus years ago when-"

At this, Hiro cut himself off, wondering how Tadashi would react to finding out how he had upgraded Baymax. He still had the pieces around here somewhere. Tadashi, however, wasn't going to let it go.

"When what?" Tadashi looked up at him accusingly, noticing the two helmets in his hands, "What did you do?"

Hiro tried to laugh it off, "Oh, nothing important." He strapped Gogo's helmet onto the child's head, laughing at Tadashi when he tried and failed to unclip it.

"Fine. I'll just ask Fred when we get there. I'm sure he'd know."

Hiro froze. Fred would tell everything and then some, embellishing as he went. He supposed he should come clean before he made it worse.

"Well... after you died-disappeared-whatever, I may or may not have givenBaymaxarmorandtaughthimhowtofly."

"You did what to Baymax?"

"Hey! He himself admitted that the ability to fly made him a better healthcare companion."

"Please tell me you didn't do something stupidly dangerous, bonehead."

"Well... I mean, not really, sort of..." Hiro trailed off there, scooping up Tadashi and changing the subject abruptly by placing him on the back of the bike. "Just hang on really tightly."

"I'm pretty sure this is illegal!" The last word of Tadashi's sentence was nearly lost as Hiro started the bike and Tadashi took a death grip on Hiro, burying his face into the back of his brother's hoodie so he couldn't see what was coming.

If he couldn't see it, he couldn't be hurt by it. Yeah. That was how it worked.

The bike slowed to a stop as Tadashi took mental inventory and decided that, yes, all body parts were accounted for. However, he didn't think he could open his hands after they had been locked onto Hiro's jacket for the twenty-minute ride.

Tadashi felt Hiro shift and pulled his face away from his back, looking around before spotting a ridiculously large house through an ornate set of gates.

"Are you going to let me go, so I can get off the bike?" Hiro turned back to look at Tadashi, confused by the sudden change of behavior. He thought Tadashi would jump at the chance of getting off of the bike. "We can go around the block again if you—"

"No! No, that's not necessary." Tadashi pulled his hands free and quickly, if unsteadily, got down off of the bike before following a newly freed Hiro through the gates. Hiro was securing the bike to a stand when Tadashi spoke up again.

"This is Fred's house?" Tadashi pointed up to the mansion with wide eyes.

"Yup." Fred emerged from the front door, grinning widely, having arrived just in time to overhear the question. "Mi casa es su casa, right?"

Fred looked to Honey Lemon, who had arrived earlier and had joined him in the doorway, waiting for her nod of approval and grinning widely when he got it.

The four were headed inside when Wasabi's van pulled up to the side of the road. Wasabi made his way up to the door where the group had waited for him.

"I got your text." Wasabi held up his phone as proof. "The professor let us out a little early so he could get to his niece's birthday party, so I was able to get here fairly quickly. So why'd you call us over?"

"All shall be revealed," Fred spoke with what he probably thought was a cool and mysterious voice, but Tadashi just thought he sounded creepy.

Looking around the group, Wasabi noticed they were missing a member.

"Where's Gogo? I thought she stayed behind with you and Tadashi." Wasabi asked Hiro as they headed in. Fred started to give Tadashi the tour, introducing him to Heathcliff.

Hiro shrugged. "It sounded like something happened at work, she had to leave. She should come soon, if she got Fred's text."

After following Fred around his house, they finally made it to his cave of comics, already seeing a pile on the table, along with a couple of books and what looked like a set of movies, though they couldn't be sure from a distance.

"Wow, you read actual books?" Hiro picked one up, seeing the cover of the second Harry Potter book. Tadashi elbowed Hiro, though it didn't have much effect from his height. Fred just laughed before putting on a falsely affronted look.

"That is both rude and hurtful."

"I am so sorry, your majesty. I shall refrain from insulting your highly superior intellect in the realm of fantasy." Hiro mockingly bowed and both guys started laughing.

The other three had taken places on the overly plush couch. Tadashi was curled up at the end, resting his head, from which Hiro had graciously removed the infernal helmet, on the arm of the couch.

"Okay, so after you texted me, I had Heathcliff help me gather all of the things I had available." Fred gestured to the pile, pulling out a couple comics for reference. "All of them about Phoenixes and their abilities."

"Phoenix?" Wasabi looked at Fred like he was crazy, as usual, while Honey Lemon glanced over at Tadashi, starting to put the pieces together.

Hiro repeated what he had texted Fred, detailing the events of the afternoon, with the fiasco of attempting to roller blade.

"And it probably has something to do with those markings you saw on his back, Honey," he finished.

"That makes sense." Honey Lemon smiled over at Tadashi.

"Wait...healing tears? Isn't that...unsanitary? You know what normally accompanies tears, right?" Wasabi's face twisted with disagreement.

"Who cares? He can flippin' heal people!" Fred exclaimed, taking a seat on the couch. He squeezed in between Honey and Tadashi, beginning to file through one of the four or five comics he had gathered into his lap.

Clearing his throat, Fred began his presentation of sorts.

"So in this comic," Fred held up a copy of Phoenix: The Protector, "the hero's space station is destroyed, and he is rescued by a bunch of aliens, who were apparently responsible for mutating the human race from apes. He steals tech into his life suit, giving him powers approximate to a phoenix and taking the name."

"That really doesn't have anything to do with this."

Fred hushed Hiro, who had taken a seat in the opposite chair, before continuing to the second in the stack.

"In this one, the character Baron Zemo takes after his father by wanting to create a master race of humans, but falls into a boiling vat, leaving him with a hideously scarred face and he becomes a super villain. He faces off against Captain America, and though he doesn't have any powers of his own, he's wicked smart and creates a suit that gives him energy, gravity, and light manipulation, taking on the name the Phoenix." Fred looked at it consideringly, "He later sort of becomes a hero, but metaphorically stabs all of his friends in the back when he reveals their secret identities."

"I don't think that's what we..." Honey Lemon began.

Fred looked at her, holding up his hand.

"I'm just laying some foundation." He pulled up a third comic, flipping to a particular page with an actual image of a phoenix on it.

"This is known as the Phoenix Force, which is the 'nexus of all psionic energy'. It basically controls the universe and lends its powers to different hosts if they catch its eye with their telepathic ability." Fred pulled out another similar comic from the stack on the table.

"In this one, resulting from an attempt to destroy it, it explodes and passes its powers onto what are known as the Phoenix Five, giving them fire based abilities and mind control." Fred looked expectantly at Tadashi.

"No, I cannot read your mind."

"Have you tried?"

"It's not happening! Besides, if that's what happened, why would I be a kid?"

"Ugh, fine. I just wanted to check." Fred set the others aside and held up the final comic. "I saved the best for last."

He found one page in particular and showed it. The panel was a full-pager, with a blond man looking towards the sky with bright, fiery wings sprouting from his bare back.

"So, this guy started with just super strength, and worked on a space station with his pal who designed tech to advance his abilities. The end of the first comic has him being thrown into the sun."

Hiro rolled his eyes in amusement. Because that's realistic.

"The entity of the sun takes pity on him and returns him to earth, kissing his forehead and giving him his new powers of controlling fire, to the extent of propelling himself with the flaming wings on his back. They don't actually burn him, but instead leave these marks when deactivated that look like someone has barbecued his back."

Honey Lemon quickly turned to Tadashi, "That sounds a lot like what you have."

"Dude! Maybe you've got your own set of wings!" Fred looked ecstatic at the idea.

"Wings?" Tadashi reached behind himself to touch his back.

"It'll be so cool!" Fred's eyes gleamed with excitement. "You can go flying around over the city, and heal people. Oh, we need to think of a code name. Hmm..."

"Fred, calm down. We're still not sure of all his abilities." Hiro interjected, making Fred slump down in his seat.

"All the signs are there," he grumbled. "There's also this."

Fred pulled the mythology book off of the table, opening the bookmarked page and passing it to Wasabi, before pulling the stack of Harry Potter books towards himself.

"I use the myth book when coming up with new characters, and I remembered the phoenix in these books." Fred opened up The Chamber of Secrets. "Here, Fawkes purges the venom from Harry after pecking out the basilisk's eyes. In the fourth book, he heals Harry after a triwizard event, the fifth has him swallowing a death curse to protect Dumbledore, and in the sixth, he sings a song of lament that affects everyone in the area before disappearing." Fred paused, looking over at Tadashi.

"Apparently, a phoenix is loyal to a fault: willing to die for those it deems worthy, though it pops back up again soon enough."

"Whether they're actually worthy or not." Hiro angrily threw one of the comics he had been perusing down onto the table, before realizing what he had just implied. Maybe Tadashi wouldn't-

"And what do you mean by that?" Tadashi looked up at Hiro, upset that he was rekindling an argument that had been going on before the fire about Tadashi's lack of self-preservation when it came to helping other people. Though he guessed Hiro had officially won that one.

Hiro figured Tadashi would find out eventually, and as he thought of a response, he felt the resentment he still harbored towards Callaghan bubbling up. Even though the logical side of his brain knew it wouldn't change anything, he was allowed to be angry. It was time Tadashi learned why. Honey Lemon realized where this was going, shaking her head at Hiro, but it was too late.

"Maybe next time you shouldn't go running in after selfish assholes-"

"Hiro!"

"-especially if it means leaving your brother on the sidewalk with no idea that you could come back."

"It's not like I knew I could-"

"Which makes it worse!"

Tadashi bit his lip, knowing that Hiro had a point and wanting to diffuse the situation before it got out of hand. He responded in a much more subdued voice.

"You can't call him that. You can't call him that just because you lost me."

Hiro laughed derisively, "You don't even know. I mean, I guess you would have been physically an infant at the time, but ugh." Hiro dropped his head into his hands in aggravation, while the others looked on silently; even Fred had nothing to say.

"I don't understand." Tadashi looked to the others, but they remained silent until Honey Lemon spoke up.

"We should probably wait until Gogo arrives to continue this. She'll want to be here."

Tadashi wanted to protest the existence of yet another thing the group was keeping from him, but he knew Honey Lemon was probably right, and Hiro obviously needed a moment to calm down.

"I haven't been to SFIT since I came back... Can we go to the school?" Tadashi turned towards Hiro. "Please?"

Hiro stayed quiet, sharing a few glances between his friends.

"Sure."

They all piled into Wasabi's van and went over to the school, leaving instructions with Heathcliff to let Gogo in if she came while they were gone. It was only going to be a short trip.

They walked up the steps, enjoying the nice weather, when Tadashi gasped, drawing all their attention towards the school.

"I have a building?" He walked over to the entrance sign hanging high above his head. The sign proudly stated that the hall was dedicated to one brilliant Tadashi Hamada, in memory of him and his contributions to the medical field (namely Baymax).

Hiro smiled sadly, briefly remembering coming to the opening ceremony of the hall, not too long after Tadashi's...disappearance, he supposed it was now.

"I want to go back to school." Tadashi's statement drew Hiro out of his daze.

"Tadashi... I don't know..."

"Why not? You graduated high school when you were 13."

"Tadashi, you can't go to college when you're 5." Honey Lemon bent down, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You'll draw too much attention."

Tadashi didn't look convinced. In the silence after the statement, Wasabi realized something.

"So, what exactly are you going to do about Tadashi being, you know, alive again?"

Hiro explained the paperwork he and Tadashi had filled out, expressing his concerns about getting things finalized.

"No worries, mi amigo." Fred spoke up when Hiro had finished, throwing an arm around his shoulders. "Legally, my parent's lawyers can make anything happen, though you may get questions from normal people. Tadashi will be completely official before you know it!"

Hiro was relieved to have that weight off his shoulders, and the conversation turned to the shopping trip that had occurred earlier that day.

"You should have seen the cashier's face when we came up with a basket full of Legos, and I gave Wasabi a card that had none of their names on it. I guess he didn't want to have to restock the shelves, because he didn't say anything."

"Ooh! I have an idea!" Fred jumped in front of Tadashi, making him jump a little. "Let's have a building contest."

"Building contest?"

"I have a whole room of Legos! Whoever can build the best building wins."

"You're on!" Tadashi grinned widely, the idea lifting his spirits.

The group arrived at Fred's house in just enough time to see Gogo at the door.

"Gogo! Lego building construction contest, let's go." They all passed Heathcliff, and Gogo just shrugged and followed along.

"So, which of you will be the judge?" Fred looked at Honey Lemon and Wasabi, thinking they wouldn't join.

Both gave protests, wanting join too, and Wasabi promised to make Fred's creation look like it was built by a caveman in comparison.

"Well, I guess that settles it. Heathcliff!" Fred called, and the butler immediately came in, having been cleaning nearby.

He seemed to have no reaction to the absolute mess Fred was making while overturning crates of Legos into the middle of the floor. Although, considering what he likely had to put up with while Fred grew up, it really wasn't much of a surprise.

"Time us for 30 minutes, then pick out a winner." Without question, Heathcliff whipped an arm around to keep an eye on his watch. They each claimed a section of the room, spreading out on the floor while waiting for Heathcliff's signal.

"Begin." He said it softly, but it was enough for everyone to break into a frenzy, grabbing as many pieces as they could hold. Tadashi used his scarf to pull a large pile of Legos to his side of the room, since he couldn't carry very many at once.

The building started quickly, flourishing across the floor. While most of the others built high, Tadashi height was limited. Instead, he looked at it in a new angle, deciding to spread the buildings wide, having multiple short buildings. He recreated from memory the street with the café going down to SFIT, and had started on the next street over. He had become very familiar with the layout of San Fransokyo after having spent so many nights chasing down Hiro and rescuing him from dangerous situations.

The detail Tadashi put into the buildings made him warm with pride, which increased when he got the hang of snapping multiple Legos together quickly with his little fingers, but he still was intimidated by the structures everyone else made.

The allotted half hour went by quickly, each of them surprised when Heathcliff called time, making them stop. He walked around silently, pausing to observe each creation.

Fred had a partially destroyed building with a stuffed Godzilla standing in the wreckage. Honey Lemon, her platforms giving her higher reach than even Wasabi, had built a towering pink, yellow, and red skyscraper that looked like it could fall over at any second. Wasabi had created a perfect cube with the colors in order, and it was almost big enough for Tadashi to lie flat on, if someone were to place him on top. Gogo had tried to create a working bike from Legos, but it hadn't quite worked for her, the wheel refusing to turn, so she had scrapped it and created a standard tall building instead. Hiro had attempted to recreate Baymax through Legos, but it didn't look like there had been enough white pieces, (Tadashi had used a lot of them in his own creation) so it was missing an arm and stood not quite as tall as Tadashi.

Heathcliff kept his face straight, making them wait impatiently, before nodding his head at the end.

"While all the creations are glorious, Master Tadashi has built something quite unlike the others. I declare him the victor."

The others went to Tadashi's corner to see what he constructed, not quite able to see what it was from where they stood.

"Wow, Dashi. That's amazing!" Hiro admired it, walking around to see all of it, recognizing most of the buildings. He was surprised at the number he had forgotten about until he saw them in miniaturized form.

"You probably used the most Legos." Honey Lemon bent down, inspecting inside one of the courtyards, where Tadashi had created little benches.

"Thanks, Heathcliff." Fred released him to whatever he had been doing before, and then nudged Tadashi.

"So, Gogo's here, we should get her caught up."

Fred brought down his laptop, the second Harry Potter book, and the comic with the man with wings. Setting his computer on the table and plopping down in a rolling chair, he pulled up an article on the Phoenix for reference.

After filling Gogo in on most of the details, Fred ended his explanation with a description of the supposed marks on Tadashi's back, though he explained that he hadn't seen them himself yet.

"Okay, take your shirt off." Gogo took hold of Tadashi's shirt, pulling it up.

"Gogo!" Tadashi yelped in surprise, struggling to keep his shirt on.

"Oh, woman up! It's nothing we haven't seen before, except for, you know, the marks."

Tadashi was reminded of the time his shirt had caught in one of the machines at the lab, tearing it significantly and resulting in him having to change into Gogo's jacket in order to be halfway decent, though even it hadn't fit quite right. Honey Lemon probably still had pictures somewhere.

While Tadashi was preoccupied with his thoughts, Gogo finally yanked off his shirt, turning his shoulder so his back faced the group. The dark marks and slightly raised skin stood out in stark contrast to his pale skin.

"That's so cool!" Fred rolled his chair closer to Tadashi. "Does it hurt to touch?"

"No." He had barely finished his answer by the time Fred's hand touched his back, inspecting the marks more closely.

"Your hands are cold!" Tadashi jumped a little.

"No, dude. Your skin's just overheated. Guys, feel."

Because of Baymax's earlier diagnosis, Hiro already knew of his higher temperature, but still laid a hand on Tadashi's shoulder, trying to determine if he was any warmer than before. He couldn't tell the difference.

"This is weird." Tadashi commented. The group laughed, removing their hands.

"So, what? We just wait for wings to appear? Or would they come out in time of need?" Wasabi had declined to touch Tadashi's back, relying on the words of his friends. "Could they come out right now?" He put a distance between himself and Tadashi, as if expecting flames to come leaping towards him.

"I'm not sure." Fred looked back to his website, wondering if he could find answers there.

"What about his tears?" Gogo asked, looking to Hiro.

"We don't know much more than what happened earlier." Tadashi nodded at Hiro's statement, and was slightly worried at the look that came over Fred and Gogo's faces.

"So we need to make him cry." Fred smiled slyly.

"Um...no." Tadashi shook his head. "Not going to work. I can't just cry on demand."

"Have you tried stepping on a Lego?" Gogo reached down and offered one of the abandoned Legos to Tadashi in jest.

"Not helping. Don't encourage him!" Tadashi tossed the Lego to the side, out of reach.

Tadashi was surprised when he was grabbed from behind, then taken to the ground. Hiro looked down at him, having snuck up behind him, and grinned before beginning his tickle assault.

"H-Hiro! Stop," Tadashi thrashed around, trying to escape from Hiro's clutches, laughing uncontrollably.

"Well it's a better route than getting hurt." Hiro smiled as he got his revenge on Tadashi from when Hiro used to be the smaller one. He remembered the one time he had found Tadashi's most ticklish spot: his side right above his hip, and went to attack that, hoping it'd be the same now.

It was, and Tadashi let out a shriek of laughter, trying to turn to break free and protect his sides from the attack. Soon, his eyes gleamed orange, allowing Hiro to stop. The group went silent, their laughter dropping off quickly as amusement was replaced with amazement.

"Wow," Wasabi whispered.

Even though Gogo had seen the tears before, they still shocked her, especially since she could look at them now without worrying about the impending doom to be brought on her by Hiro. The brilliant orange of his eyes was breathtaking.

Fred grabbed a test tube from a shelf –why did he have that?—and put it under Tadashi's eye, catching a tear as it fell.

"Looks like we've got ourselves a sample." Fred handed the tube to Hiro, who capped it and held it out for inspection.

"Do you think it will stay like this? With its healing abilities?"

"I don't know."

Honey Lemon helped Tadashi to his feet, and Tadashi wiped away the residue from his tears; his stomach ached from laughter.

He took the tube from Hiro, looking at it closely. He hadn't seen his own tears before, and was amazed at what he saw. The orange coloring seemed to swirl, captivating him as he stared at it.

Just what other secrets would he unlock?

**A.N. I do not own Harry Potter, Marvel Comics, or Atlas Comics, from which Fred draws his information. I did make up the comic about the guy with the wings and the sun entity, but that was because I couldn't find anything close enough to suit my needs.**