BIG SIS HONEY LEMON
"Ugh," haphazardly throwing away his pencil and unconsciously shoving away the failed schematic he was working on earlier, Hiro slammed his head on the desk, groaning even louder than before. Small beeping sounds entered his ears, and something squishy pushed itself under his face "I'm okay, Deliquesce," the teenager smiled, raising his head and petting the white blob.
Wistfully gazing outside of his laboratory's window, the raven-haired youth sighed, a pang of grief overtaking his senses "Tadashi would force me to go Christmas shopping with him right about now," a sad smile crept up on the teenager's features with another sigh escaping his lips.
It was Christmas, and the others were off doing their own business. Fred's parents had returned a few days ago and brought their son along to go overseas. Wasabi left for New Okinawa prefecture to celebrate the holidays with his parents. Sighing even louder than before, Hiro reclined in his chair. The worst part was that Aunt Cass was out of town; she was attending a Christmas bake-off or something.
"Nng," inwardly reprimanding himself for declining Aunt Cass' invitation to join her, he started thinking why exactly he had done that. Yeah, the whole baking convention would be a snooze-fest; but it was better than spending the Christmas alone with his robots. Sighing for the umpteenth time, he stood up from his reclining chair and stretched upwards.
He hadn't heard much about his other two friends, though. Honey Lemon was probably out of town like Wasabi. Furrowing his brows, the teenager thought about it for a moment. He was more than certain that GoGo lived by herself, and that her parents were someplace else. He, however, knew nothing about Honey Lemon's family; which he found very strange. The most enthusiastic and extroverted person in their whole group was the one that he knew the least about.
"Strange," muttering under his breath, an idea popped into his head and a smile crept up his face. Snapping his fingers and exiting his lab, he was determined to check the school records to learn more about Honey Lemon's background-
"Ah, Hiro!" said blonde appeared right before him as he opened the doors of the Robotics lab "Honey Lemon?" tilting his head to the side, the raven-haired youth was amazed at how lucky, or unlucky to an extent, he was "What are you doing here?" spouting the words unconsciously, Hiro's brain was still processing the fact that the blonde would go here during a holiday.
"I was just in the area," shrugging with a smile, Honey Lemon started "I was just going to go Christmas shopping for my grandparents," the teenager's eyes shined at the mention of Christmas shopping "I heard that your Aunt Cass was out of town and, well, thought that maybe you were here," stopping with a smile as bright as the sun, the teenager slightly squinted his eyes out of reflex.
"Want to join me?" offering her hand to the teenager, the blond smiled. With a smile that would rival hers, Hiro quickly snatched her hand and the two went on their merry way.
For a good hour, the only thing the two did were window shopping. Laughing at ridiculous looking animal-themed caps and gasping at the occasional overpriced item, the two spent a relatively long time doing nothing. After around two hours of looking around, they finally finalized the things that they would like to buy for their loved ones. The rumbling in their stomachs prompted them to do the shopping later, amazed at how long it took them to just look for gifts, the two decided to eat at the strange pizzeria with a singing bear.
A giant purple bunny directed them to their seats, with Honey Lemon completely engrossed at the various children and parents that filled the establishment "Let's eat!" a giant chicken boomed, handing the two of them menus with buttons "Please choose your appetizer, then your main course, then-" furrowing his brows and completely ignoring the robot chicken, Hiro chose his complete meal and observed the other robotic animals. With the chicken taking their menus, the teenager continued to observe the red fox that was playing with the children.
"Isn't this place fun?" asking no one in particular, Honey Lemon's excitement was clear due to her jittery movements. Furrowing his brows even further, Hiro shrugged "Yeah," these robots were in disrepair; and the fact that their chassis were showing is a testament to how old they were. The chicken returned with their food and repeated 'Let's eat!' before leaving the two alone.
Needless to say, the food looked absolutely appetizing; or it was just because they were hungry. The two ate in comfortable silence, with Honey Lemon giggling and admiring the animatronics from time to time. No one makes these kinds of robots anymore; Hiro surmised, and the maintenance of these things was like cooking on lit firewood; obsolete and out of the times.
They finished their food and went to the counter near the front door, with Honey Lemon paying for all of it; which, frankly, made Hiro embarrassed, though a bit happy. The bunny waved them off goodbye as the friendly looking, albeit sleepless cashier waved them off as well "I could have paid for mine, you know," blurting out sheepishly as he stuffed his hands inside his jacket, Honey Lemon giggled "It's alright, what are friends for?"
A small smile crept up on the raven-haired youth's face. He finally understood why his friends kept on treating him like a child; because even if he were to grow old and grow a beard, one thing was still the same: they were like family to him, and he was the baby of the family.
"So, why don't we finish this Christmas shopping?" snapping him out of his thoughts, the blonde offered her hand once more. Nodding wordlessly and taking her hand once more, the teenager smiled contentedly.
Mild sobbing filled the room, with the occasional protest in a foreign language. Hugging her knees and slightly teary-eyed, GoGo refused to remove her gaze away from the television screen. A female was crying and looked like a mess, who was soon followed by a dashing looking male who literally swept her off her feet and comforted her with sugar-coated words. Sniffling and nuzzling her face onto the sweater that Wasabi had given her, the engineer smirked "Heh, I knew Kurotsuchi would get her in the end," as the ending credits rolled, GoGo closed her eyes and sighed. She found it pathetic that she spends her Christmas days watching Japanese dramas; but it was the only time that she felt utterly feminine, with the notion of crying for fictional characters and feeling all warm when they would have a romance.
She nuzzled her face further into the fabric of the sweater. Mildly irritated that even after a few weeks it still had a ghost of the scent of the large man "Wasabi, that idiot," groaning under her breath, GoGo wiped away small tears using a sweatered arm. Irritation boiling inside of her, the engineer reached for the remote to change the channel. She needed a change of pace, something relaxing, like that one Mechanic's channel-
"I hope you don't mind us barging in here, GoGo!" the familiar bubbly voice of their blonde friend accompanied by the loud slamming of her door startled the engineer "I know you live all alone here so I thought you'd maybe like to join Hiro, my family and I for some Christmas dinner-" the bespectacled blonde stopped babbling and blinked owlishly a few times.
GoGo sat on her slightly beaten up couch hugging her legs, remote in one hand and dry tear marks clearly shown by the light seeping into her room. A seemingly empty gallon of ice cream sat to her immediate right and some sort of foreign drama was playing on the television. Quickly getting the gist of the situation, Hiro cleared his throat "I'll just wait outside-" making a dash for the stairs, the teenager ran for dear life; hoping they didn't intrude at the worst possible time ever.
Rubbing away a single tear that slowly fell from her face, the engineer gulped audibly "I can explain-" soft giggling escaped Honey Lemon's lips "I'm s-sorry," clutching at her stomach, the blonde tried to contain her laughter; which, thankfully, she had managed to do. Preparing herself to be bombarded by insults, GoGo bit at her lower lip, tears of anguish slowly welling up in the corner of her eyes.
"Aww, come on," approaching GoGo and embracing her head, slowly stroking at her hair "We all have our moments of weakness," biting at her lip even harder, the engineer willed herself to stop sobbing "You s-said something about dinner?" giggling while continuing to stroke the other's hair, Honey Lemon nodded "You're more than welcome to join us,"
A smile graced GoGo's features, and she laughed "Sorry about that," standing up from the couch, she wiped away her tears and gave the other girl a grin "Let's get going, then," pressing a button on the remote and placing it on the small table in front of the couch, the blonde took the empty ice cream container and placed it next to the remote "I see you're wearing Wasabi's sweater," with Honey Lemon's voice coated firmly in mischief, GoGo stopped in her tracks and laughed nervously "Th-this ugly thing?"
Before the engineer could even explain herself, the blonde had placed a hand on her shoulder "No need to say it," snorting, GoGo took her apartment keys on top of the desk right next to the door "Yeah, this thing still looks like crap, though," shaking her head in disbelief, Honey Lemon exited the room; with the engineer slowly following after and locking the door.
"Ah- AHCHOO!" wiping at his face with a sweatered arm, Wasabi quickly turned around and covered his face with both of his hands "AHCHOO!" sneezing again, he shook his head violently "Did you catch a cold, son?" popping his head from the living room, his father had asked him with concern "Nah, dad, it's just-" eyes widening in realization, Wasabi frowned and grit his teeth "GoGo." groaning and wiping away any more snot from his face with a tissue, he couldn't even believe that clutter-ball mechanic was badmouthing his sweaters again-
"Ah, your girlfriend back at San Fransokyo?" ears perking up, his mother had entered the kitchen area as well "What about her?" giving their son no reprieve, the two had chatted about how their little boy had grown up and became a man "Aha, mom, no," shaking his head and smiling nervously, Wasabi pinched the bridge of his nose "For the last time, she's not my girlfriend!" covering her mouth, his mother couldn't help but giggle "Yes, you've told us a thousand times already, son," nodding sagely, his father went up to him and placed both of his hands on his shoulders.
A wide grin plastered on his father's face, Wasabi couldn't help but feel that even if he were in New Okinawa prefecture, GoGo was still able to irk him "Don't worry about it too much, son. I'm sure the feeling is mutual," the thought of the mechanic liking him was absurd; absurd enough to make his face warm. Laughing at their son's reaction, the couple left him alone and went back to whatever it was they were doing before.
Sighing in disbelief, Wasabi continued cutting the vegetables he was preparing while shaking his head "Even up 'til here, I managed to hear that,"
A/N: Merry Christmas, guys.
I merely fabricated the New Okinawa prefecture (New York+Okinawa, /please don't hurt me), meaning that place isn't canon.
And yes, I suppose you guys weren't ready for Freddy.
A tad bit OOC from GoGo, though. But I suppose everyone does have their soft sides.
Side note: Wasabi joke made it full circle, yeah.