MOMMY WASABI

"Ugh," rubbing at his sides wasn't helping at all "Th-this winter is intense," brown eyes moved lazily from opposite corners of the pavement; eyeing the strangely empty road curiously. The teenager quickly ran across the empty street, not stopping until he felt that his legs could no longer run a single step "That's better," shoulders relaxing, he sighed dreamily, feeling the warm surge of his blood run through his veins.

He continued walking at a quick pace, in hopes of maintaining the warmth he felt from bodily exertion. Making a few sharp turns, he suddenly felt the nostalgic feeling of frost encompass his body "Not this time," determined to stop the freeze spread throughout him, he quickly sprinted, exerting his legs as much as he can, even though he felt like he was going to keel over and fall.

For a few seconds he felt the cold air harshly brush at his face. The next thing he felt, however, was much more painful compared to his frostbitten face. Falling on his behind as gracefully as a ballerina with one limping foot, he furrowed his brows and was prepared to ask if the person he had bumped into was blind.

But the stranger reacted first; who wasn't really a stranger "Oh, Hiro, dude!" blond locks completely covered his eyes, giving the teenager a hard time recognizing who the stranger was. He was about to speak when the stranger had beat him to it, again "You going to the university too?" smiling, the stranger brushed his hair away from his eyes. A smile had crept up on Hiro's face when he had recognized the man.

"Didn't recognize you right away, Fred," standing up, he brushed the snow off of his clothes "Yeah, I didn't recognize myself this morning," the blond shrugged, his grin growing wider "When was the last time you've had a haircut?" slightly shivering from the cold, the teenager had temporarily forgotten about his chilly crisis "Hmm, I don't remember," shrugging again, Fred smiled sheepishly "I was just about to get coffee, want to join me?"

Eyes lighting up and an adorable smile to boot, Hiro nodded enthusiastically "That sounds awesome right now," shuddering for a moment, the blond chuckled "This is some winter, huh?" the teenager shivered violently as if a thousand frosts assaulted his body "Y-you don't have to t-tell me twice,"

"Good morning!" the sheer joy and sunniness of her greeting was almost enough to melt the frost inside the robotics lab. Well, almost, anyways. Suddenly feeling the cold slowly spread throughout her body, she grabbed onto her sides and moved frantically "G-good morning! G-Go-Go," not expecting a response she quickly shuffled her feet towards the mechanical engineer, curious as to what's keeping her occupied. Parting off a part of her yellow hair, she looked at GoGo's work with brows furrowed.

Said engineer was tinkering with a wheel, replacing the frame of the wheel with a thinner one "A-aren't you cold in that get up?" she had noticed that GoGo was still wearing her normal attire. The mechanical engineer actually looked fine, albeit a bit shivery "Wearing something else would potentially slow me down," she stated sternly, not even bothering to look at the other.

"But you're shivering-" a sneeze akin to that of a mouse squeak rang through the relatively empty halls of the robotics lab "I'm fine," voice nasal and eyes teary, the mechanical engineer shook her head a few times "It's just this blasted wint-"

Continuous sneezing had assaulted the silence of the room, as if an army of mice were charging upon a casket of cheese "But you've already c-caught a cold," GoGo raised a hand and smiled "I assure you I'm fine, Honey Lemon- What are you doing?" she looked at the other strangely "I'm hugging you," smiling as if that response and the gesture she was currently doing was appropriate, the blonde embraced tighter "Well, I could have lent you my coat but this way we're both warm," she beamed, earning her an even strange look from the engineer "I appreciate it, but this is just weird-"

Both of their attentions had changed to that of the doors suddenly swinging open "Good morning!" a large man sporting a green sweater and dreadlocks entered the room "Now, let's get to wor- What are you two doing?" he furrowed his brows at the two females huddled together "Is this a bad time?" jerking his thumb outside the door, he slowly stepped backwards "This isn't what you think it is!" GoGo frowned "She was just-"

"I was just trying to keep us both warm," smiling as bright as the sun, Honey Lemon moved closer towards the engineer "You know what they say, a friend in need is a friend indeed," laughing, the man shook his head in disbelief "I had a feeling this was going to happen," smiling smugly, he placed the large paper bag that he was holding on the ground "Now, let me just- Ah, there it is!" bringing out a long and slender pink sweater from the inside of the bag he smiled "This is yours, Honey Lemon,"

The blonde stood up and rushed towards the man, absolutely excited about the pink sweater "And this is yours, GoGo," he fished out a dark purple sweater that was about half the size of what he was wearing "I-I don't need tha-" a series of sneezes left her mouth, sounding like the same mice army retreating from the casket of cheese "Come on, I knit these just for you guys," advancing towards the engineer he smiled "Plus you got a cold,"

"Get that ugly thing away from m-" sneezing again, the man snorted "Better than," helping GoGo stand up, he took one of her hands and pushed it inward the sweater "That cold getting worse, yeah?" continuing with the other hand, he swiftly placed the bottom hole of the pullover over her head, slowly pushing it downwards before her head snugly popped out of the collar of the sweater "There, isn't that better?" a glare that could easily melt steel was her answer "I already told you, Wasabi, I don't need this ugly thi-"

Sneezing again, she shook her head a little more violently this time "You're welcome," smiling at the engineer, he returned to the front of the room and took the paper bag "See, both of you look adorable in those," glare intensifying, Wasabi gulped audibly, quickly avoiding eye contact.

"Don't you like chocolate?" sipping slightly at his beverage, Fred asked curiously, earning him a shrug from the teenager "Well, it's not that I don't like chocolate," imitating the blond, Hiro sipped from his cocoa "I just like coffee better," shrugging again, Fred snorted "I suggest you grow a feet and a half before you start drinking this stuff," now it was the teenager's turn to snort "Ah, because it'd stunt my growth, right?"

Nodding, the blond took a sip from his coffee "Just look at Honey Lemon and Wasabi, they aren't lacking in height," thinking about it, they were all kind of tall, even his brother. Nodding to himself, he found no qualms in followings Fred's suggestion "True," a comfortable silence fell between the two "But what about GoGo?" the blond slightly choked from his drink at the sudden question "Dude, saying anything about GoGo's height is highly taboo,"

"Why is that?" with brows furrowed, the teenager titled his head slightly to the side "Just don't ever bring that up in front of her, man," the blond seemed serious. Fred was rarely serious. Shrugging and giving a nod of agreement, Hiro left the subject "Guess there's a story to everything, huh?" a nervous chuckle escaped the blond's lips "Dude, you have no idea,"

"Hiro and Fred aren't here yet?" peeking his head into Hiro's lab, Wasabi asked no one in particular "They're on their way," pulling at the ends of her sweater, Honey Lemon's eyes sparkled at the sequins that randomly adorned her pullover "Fred texted me that he and Hiro just bought coffee," nodding to himself, he sat down on the couch at the far end of the room "Guess I'll just have to wait for them, then,"

Slightly squealing from joy, the blonde giggled "When did you make these?" covering his mouth with one of his hands, Wasabi yawned "Last night," green eyes shone and looked at him with disbelief "Just last night?" stretching his arms outward while groaning, he smiled smugly "Yeah, I heard from yesterday's news that today was going to be the coldest in the month,"

"No wonder they're ugly," throwing away the wheel that she was working on, GoGo mumbled "You don't have to be rude, GoGo!" momentarily breaking her concentration from the sweater and turning it towards the engineer. Honey Lemon furrowed her brows at the other female's cranky mood; was it that time of the month again?

The doors to the robotics lab had suddenly swung open, a cold breeze rushed inside the room. Strangely enough, none of them were affected by the frost "It isn't any warmer in here," shivering from the cold, Fred groggily walked inside, drinking his now slightly cold coffee.

"Ah, Fred, Hiro," standing up from the couch, Wasabi fished the two remaining sweaters from inside his paper bag "Just in time, I've got a present for you two," drinking the last of his cold chocolate, the teenage raised a brow curiously "I hope they're mittens," discarding his empty cup at the trash can near the entrance, Hiro thought aloud.

Giving the two new arrivals a large smile, Wasabi walked towards them "Oh, it's even better," the large man brought their respective sweaters in front of them, proudly showcasing them only a few inches away from their faces. Blinking a few times in disbelief, Hiro's face suddenly morphed to that of pure joy "These look awesome!" taking the small red sweater with white trimmings from Wasabi's hands, the teenager quickly put it on.

"Now you kind of look like Baymax," snickering, Wasabi gave Fred his sweater, a dizzying combination of orange and blue attacked the blond's sense of sight "Cool," was all he could mutter, a grin slowly creeping up on his face. Furrowing his brows in confusion, Hiro looked down at himself. He could barely see his own shoes, the fact that he had the sweater over his coat did make it look like he was a red Baymax.

Smiling sheepishly, Wasabi removed the sweater from the teenager and placed it on his shoulder "A bit too eager to get into your sweater, huh?" shrugging, Hiro laughed nervously. Helping the teenager remove his coat, Wasabi handed Hiro his sweater "There, isn't that better?" the brunet mimicked Honey Lemon's actions from earlier "Yep, awesome. Thanks!" the large man smiled, turning towards Fred who was kind of content just feeling and staring at the colourful fabric of his sweater "Let me help you with that,"

He was cut off when the blond had raised his hand holding his coffee cup, prompting the other to stop "Nah, I'm good, bro," shrugging, Wasabi sighed contentedly at his work and was proud that his friends actually liked them-

"They still look like crap,"

"Hey, I heard that!"

A/N: Sorry about the late update, the cold season has made me chilly and procrastinate-y.

I smell a running Wasabi gag coming.