Brothers
32
Ages
Hiro: 6
Tadashi: 15
Normal POV
"Boys! Come down here!" Aunt Cass called from downstairs.
Tadashi came barreling down as soon as he heard it and panted heavily.
"Yeah Aunt Cass?" He asked.
"Where's Hiro?" She asked.
"Hiro!" Tadashi called from the stairs.
No response.
"One sec." Tadashi said, running back up.
Aunt Cass tapped her foot impatiently.
"Hey! Put me down! Help! This is assault!" She heard her youngest nephew protest as Tadashi carried him down despite his struggles to break free.
"Stay here bonehead. Aunt Cass needs to tell us something." He scolds, putting his brother down.
"I was beating my high score too." Hiro mumbled, crossing his arms and turning away from his older brother. Tadashi rolled his eyes and looked at his aunt expectantly.
"Boys. You're Uncle Errol is visiting." She reported uneventfully.
"Uncle Errol?" Tadashi and Hiro asked in sync, though their tones held differences. Tadashi's held distaste, while Hiro's held confusion.
"Why?"
"Who's Uncle Errol?"
Both brothers asked their questions at the same time.
"He wants to visit you two just to check up on how I'm doing as a mom." Aunt Cass replied stiffly.
"Who is Uncle Errol?" Hiro asked
"How long is he staying? When is he getting here?" Tadashi asked.
"He's staying for a few days. Three at most if we're lucky. He's getting here tomorrow." Aunt Cass replied.
"Who's Uncle Errol?" Hiro asked again, all thoughts of his high score gone from his mind. Now he was just curious.
"I'm surprised he has the decency to show his face here after what he did." Tadashi said with a hint of anger. Seeing that Tadashi was getting upset, Hiro got a bit scared. Tadashi never really got angry.
"Who is Uncle Errol?" He tried once more.
"I can't believe it either, but he insisted on this. Something about how I probably wasn't 'fit' to take care of you two." She said in irritation.
"That's a load of bull. You're amazing at taking care of us and I wouldn't want anyone else doing it. Errol can talk to me if he's got issues with that." Tadashi said firmly.
"WHO IS UNCLE ERROL?!" Hiro screamed, startling Aunt Cass.
"Hiro!" Tadashi scolded, shoving him lightly with his arm.
"What? I asked three times." Hiro said with a lazy smile. Tadashi just shook his head.
"He's your uncle." Aunt Cass said shortly, walking out of the living room and downstairs to the café, most likely to do some stress eating.
"Nice going bonehead." Tadashi said with a disapproving frown.
"What did I even do?! I always get crapped on." Hiro said in frustration, stomping upstairs to his room.
Tadashi sighed and walked after him.
"Hiro, it's not your fault. Uncle Errol is just kind of a sore subject." Tadashi said to him.
"How come I've never heard of him?" Hiro asks curiously.
"We don't like talking about him. Now don't go bringing this up to Aunt Cass, but he's her ex-husband." Tadashi explained.
"Ex?" Hiro questions.
"Meaning they got a divorce." Tadashi explained.
"Why?" Hiro asked.
"Because they had disagreement. Look, you shouldn't worry about stuff like this, just try not to talk to him too much, okay?" Tadashi asked.
Hiro just went to playing his game, but Tadashi stopped him before he could start it.
"Your word Hiro. Don't go talking to him just to talk. Only respond if he asks you a question and even then, try to just avoid him." Tadashi said a bit sternly.
Tadashi was being uncharacteristically strict, but Hiro didn't want him cross so he agreed.
"Okay Dashi. I promise." He says.
"Good. Because if Errol is visiting, nothing good can come out of it." Tadashi grumbled, collapsing on his bed.
*Page Break*
The doorbell rang bright and early in the morning while Hiro was the only one awake. Rushing to the door, the little boy peeked through the peep hole. He saw a nice looking man with dark brown hair, a dark brown mustache and beard, and a cream colored hat with a matching cane. He had a smile that said 'Top of the morning to ya!'
Hiro opened the door just as he heard footsteps pitter patter down the stairs.
"Hey mister." Hiro greeted. The man smiled and patted Hiro's head (To his dismay).
"Hello there. Are you Hiro by any chance?" He asks.
Hiro widened his eyes. "How'd you know?! Are you a psycho?!" Hiro asked in shock. The man chuckled. "No son." He said.
"Son?" Hiro asked in confusion.
"It's just a term of endearment." The man explained.
"Uh, sure. Okay." Hiro said with a shrug.
"Where is your aunt?" he asked.
"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers too much. Dashi says it's not safe, but he worries too much anyways." Hiro babbled.
"I'm no stranger. I'm your Uncle Errol." He greeted with an amused smile. Hiro's eyes widened in recognition and his mouth made an 'oh' shape.
"Hiro, who are you talking to?" Tadashi asked, rubbing his eyes from grogginess. They fixed themselves on Uncle Errol and narrowed at the man.
"Tadashi my boy!" He cried, moving in for a hug. Tadashi dodged it.
"Errol." He simply said.
"Where is Cass?" he asked.
"In the kitchen. Not that it's any of your business where she is really." He said, mumbling the last part.
"Now Tadashi, I know you've heard things about me, but I'm here to assure you that I'm not a horrible man." He said.
Hiro looked at Tadashi in wonder. He thought about what his brother would do next.
"Stop trying to give me an explanation. You don't owe me one." He said firmly.
"Come on Hiro. Let's go upstairs. I think I lost something." Tadashi said, grabbing his younger brother's hand.
Knowing better than trying to talk to Tadashi at a moment like this, Hiro silently let Tadashi drag him up.
"Dashi?" Hiro asked hesitantly.
"What?" He practically growled as Hiro winced.
"Sorry Hiro, Errol always puts me in a bad mood." Tadashi apologized.
"Well that's what I wanted to talk about. Why? He seems like a really nice guy." Hiro says nervously, twiddling his thumbs around. Tadashi could see that Hiro was scared that he'd snap so he calmed down.
"Hiro, I don't expect you to understand this because you were younger, but Errol just can't be trusted." Tadashi said, leaving it at that.
"Okay." Hiro replied, going back to his game.
A while later, Hiro noticed that Tadashi was busy in his homework, so he headed downstairs to see what Uncle Errol was up to. He seemed really nice to Hiro.
He headed down the stairs and was halfway down when he heard Aunt Cass and Uncle Errol talking.
"C'mon Cass, give me a chance. I've changed, and for the better!" Uncle Errol insisted.
"Errol, I don't want to hear it. Just be out of here as soon as humanly possible." Aunt Cass muttered.
"Oh come on Cass. Remember what we had? It was something beautiful." Uncle Errol defended.
"Don't bring up our marriage into this. You're only digging yourself a deeper hole." Aunt Cass warned.
"But we were casserole! Cass and Errol." Uncle Errol defended adorably.
Aunt Cass's huff of angry breath didn't sound so appreciative.
Hiro tried not to laugh at the cheesiness of the statement, but let out a giggle or two because it was funny. Aunt Cass had made casserole for him and Tadashi only once and he faintly remembered it. All he could really remember was that it was one of the best things she ever made. She was smiling a lot in his memory too. Hiro wondered why she never made casseroles anymore.
He made himself noticeable by stepping harshly down the loud steps, not wanting them to know he'd heard them.
"Hey Aunt Cass." He greeted chirpily.
"Hey sweetie. Why don't you play with your brother while Errol and I talk?" She asked, hinting that she didn't want him there just yet.
"Nonsense. Let the little munchkin stay. I want to get to know him. It's why I came here after all." Uncle Errol said invitingly to Hiro's joy.
"Can I?" He asked Aunt Cass with big eyes.
"I guess." She said wearily.
"Why don't you come with me to get some tea for Errol?" She asked, getting up.
"Oh come on now Cass. Don't make the boy work while I'm here." Uncle Errol piped up.
"Yeah Aunt Cass. You should listen to the man." Hiro said goofily, not noting the sour look he received from his aunt.
Aunt Cass left in haste, promising she would return in a jiffy.
"Just call me Uncle Errol son." The man said with a warm smile.
"Okay Uncle Errol." Hiro said with a grin.
"So tell me, how old are you?" He asked.
"I'm six. But Dashi says I'm a lot smarter than six. He says I can do high school work!" Hiro rambled, enjoying his uncle's company.
"You really like your brother huh?" Uncle Errol asked fondly.
Hiro nodded eagerly.
"Specially when buys me gummy bears for being good. He's the bestest brother in world. I know bestest isn't a word, but Dashi says it's okay to say as long as I remember that it isn't real. He always gives me good advice. He also says I talk too much, but I think he's just crazy." Hiro went on.
"That so? Well how about I take you out for some ice cream and you can get gummy bears on it?" Uncle Errol asks.
"Gummy bears AND ice cream? Dashi wouldn't like that. He likes moderation." Hiro said quickly, though anyone could see that he loved the idea.
"Well I won't tell him if you won't." Uncle Errol said with a wink.
Hiro giggled.
"You're a funny guy Uncle Errol. How come you never visited before?" Hiro asked before cursing himself. His brother's words echoed in his head.
"Don't go talking to him just to talk. Only respond if he asks you a question and even then, try to just avoid him."
Hiro knew Tadashi wouldn't like him talking to the man, but he couldn't help it. Something about him intrigued Hiro. His willingness to listen was also a bonus. Aunt Cass listened too, but she was often busy working and tended to unintentionally ignore him and Tadashi was at school a lot of the time so it was nice to have someone pay him undivided amounts of attention.
"So how about that ice cream?" He asked, ignoring Hiro's question.
"Now?" Hiro asked in shock.
"What's now?" Aunt Cass asked, setting down a tray with black coffee.
"I wanted to take the munchkin for some ice cream. If it's alright with you of course." Uncle Errol explained.
"I don't know Errol. He needs to be in bed by nine if he's gonna wake up for school tomorrow." Aunt Cass said.
"I don't have school tomorrow Aunt Cass. It's a holiday, remember?" Hiro piped up, really wanting to go.
"Okay fine. But I'm coming too." Aunt Cass said quickly.
"But don't you have to run the café?" Hiro asked.
"Well I can leave for a while." Aunt Cass insisted.
"Nonsense Cass. You can trust me to take the munchkin around the block can't you?" Uncle Errol insisted back.
"Yeah! He's great!" Hiro exclaimed.
Aunt Cass sighed.
"Please Aunt Cass. Pretty please with gummy bears on top?" Hiro pleaded with wide eyes.
"Oh alright. But ask Tadashi if we wants to go too." Aunt Cass said, leaving to the kitchen.
"You got it Aunt Cass. Be right back Uncle Errol." Hiro called, running upstairs.
"Look Errol, I don't know what you're trying to pull, but you leave my nephew alone. You hear me?!" Aunt Cass asked with malice.
"My goodness Cassandra. Can't you just believe that I want to get to know the little munchkin better?" He asked.
"My name's not Cassandra, it's just Cass and no, I cannot, do not, and will not believe that." Aunt Cass said, walking into the kitchen.
Hiro came barreling down the steps without his brother.
"He said he wanted to, but had too much homework, so it's just us." Hiro delivered.
"Alright, well let's get a move on then." Uncle Errol said, getting up with the support of his cane.
"So why do you have to use a cane?" Hiro asked.
"It's actually a secret. Can you keep it?" He asks in a whisper. Hiro nodded eagerly.
"It just goes well with my hat, but don't let your Aunt know that. Can't have her treating me worse than she already does." He says with a chuckle.
"You smile a lot Uncle Errol. Kind of like my dad used to before he went to live in the sky." Hiro said with a grin as they walked outside.
"Is that so? That's a good thing right?" He asked in amusement.
"Of course Uncle Errol. My dad was a great guy, like you. I think you two would've gotten along really well." Hiro says thoughtfully.
"Believe it or not, I knew your father. And you're right munchkin. We did get along really well." Errol says with a sad smile.
"Really?! That's great! Wait till I tell Dashi. When he knows you and my dad were friends, there's no way he'll hate you!- I mean, he doesn't hate- I mean.." Hiro trailed off lamely. He was worried that Uncle Errol might get mad or something and braced himself. Hiro knew he should've listened to Tadashi. He talked too much sometimes.
To his relief and surprise, Uncle Errol merely laughed.
"It's alright munchkin. I know your brother doesn't really have a soft spot for me." He admitted, but he didn't use a bitter tone.
"Why do you keep calling me munchkin?" Hiro asked.
"You don't like it?" Uncle Errol asked.
"Well no, it's not that. I'm just curious." Hiro said.
"Well, I think it suits you enough to be your nickname. Don't you?" Errol asked.
"If you think so." Hiro said shyly.
"Well, we're here. Get whatever your heart desires." Uncle Errol insisted.
"Really?" Hiro asked in wonder, looking at all the flavors.
"Really munchkin." He replied, smiling in adoration at the boy.
*Page Break*
Back at the café.
"Hey Aunt Cass, where's Hiro?" Tadashi asked, entering the kitchen.
"Oh, he went to the ice cream parlor with Uncle Errol. I thought you would want to go along!" Aunt Cass said in surprise.
"Uncle ERROL? And Hiro?! Alone?! WHAT?!" Tadashi shouted.
"I thought he told you!" Aunt Cass exclaimed.
"When he mentioned the ice cream parlor, I assumed that he YOU were taking him! Not that cretin!" Tadashi cried, running out the door in a flash.
*Page Break*
Back at the parlor
Hiro and Errol sat in a booth. Hiro had three scoops of vanilla ice cream coated from head to toe in gummy bears. He even got the man serving them to pour some gummy bears inside the cone. Uncle Errol just had a fudge bar.
Suddenly, Hiro spotted Tadashi and waved to him.
"Look Uncle Errol, it's Dashi!" Hiro exclaimed.
"Hiro! There you are!" Tadashi cried in relief, engulfing him in a hug.
"Yeah. I said I'd be here." Hiro said in confusion, squirming his way out of the hug.
"I thought you meant with Aunt Cass." Tadashi said through clenched teeth, glaring at Uncle Errol.
"Well, you're done with your homework then?" Hiro asked hopefully.
"Well no, but I'll stay anyways." Tadashi said, sitting down across from Hiro and Uncle Errol.
"Want some ice cream?" Hiro asked, holding out his cone.
"Wow there bud, that's a LOT of ice cream and gummy bears. You know how I feel about you eating too much junk food." Tadashi scolded lightly.
"Yeah, but Uncle Errol says that it's okay as long as I don't do it every day. And as long as I didn't tell you. Whoops, I just told you. Sorry Uncle Errol." Hiro said, hanging his head down in shame.
"It's alright munchkin. But honestly Tadashi, let the kid enjoy himself once in a while. Also, let me buy you a cone." Uncle Errol insisted.
Tadashi stiffened at Hiro's and Errol's words. Since when did Hiro listen to what their uncle said? And since when did Errol give Hiro a nickname?
"I don't need anyone to tell me how to raise my brother thank you. And I don't want any ice cream from your money." Tadashi practically growled.
"Dashi! Don't be mean!" Hiro whispered.
Tadashi responded with a glare to his baby brother. Hiro sank in his chair and just licked his cone quietly from there.
"Come now Tadashi. Don't be so hard on the munchkin. It was my fault. I apologize." Uncle Errol said with a bow of his head.
"Save it you dirty cheater. Aunt Cass, Hiro, and I can't wait until you leave." Tadashi spat under his breath.
Uncle Errol's smile dropped and he seemed wounded when Tadashi finished.
Hiro wanted to say something, but Tadashi's glare from earlier had frightened him. Uncle Errol slowly stood up, grabbed his cane, and wordlessly walked out of the parlor.
"Dashi! That was mean. I don't care if I'm grounded, but I'm going after him." Hiro said determinedly, running out of the parlor in pursuit of his uncle. He didn't once turn around to see Tadashi's expression as he left.
Catching up with his uncle, Hiro panted. For an oldish man, his uncle could move fast.
"Uncle Errol wait! I don't wish you were gone. I like you a lot. You're just like dad. That's why I realized you were familiar." Hiro explained.
"That's awfully sweet munchkin, but there really isn't any point in staying when your Aunt and brother are this hostile toward me. Especially when they've got every reason to be." He said sorrowfully.
"Well it's not just their house. It's mine too and I say you're allowed to stay." Hiro said.
Uncle Errol chuckled, but kept walking. Suddenly, Hiro's brain shook and he got an idea coming.
"Okay fine. Run away from your problems. I mean, what does it matter that I was actually happy for a second again? So what if your nephew actually liked you? You're right, there's nothing you can do." Hiro said in a sad baby voice.
His uncle sighed and turned around to Hiro's delight.
"Sneaky one aren't you munchkin?" Errol asked with a small smile.
"Yup. Now tell me. What did you do that made them hate you so much? You're a great guy." Hiro said.
"Well…something I'm not proud of." Errol admitted.
"I know you and Aunt Cass got a divorce, but why?" Hiro asked quietly.
"I had an affair with another woman while I was with her." Uncle Errol admitted shamefully. Hiro gasped.
"But why? Aunt Cass is great! She's beautiful and kind and sweet and a great cook!" Hiro exclaimed.
"And gorgeous, pious, ladylike, clumsy, funny, stunning, and I was just too stupid to see what I had, blinded by my own selfishness." Uncle Errol said, turning from a thoughtful and 'in love' expression to a bitter one, clenching his cane in distaste of himself.
"I tried everything to get her back. Buy her jewelry, designer clothes, flowers, but nothing worked." He said miserably.
"Did you ever try apologizing?" Hiro asked.
"I doubt that'll work munchkin. Eventually, I just stopped trying. I meant what I said when I told your aunt I wanted to get to know you better. You're a splitting image of your father Hiro. Tadashi took after your mother, but you, you and your father could be mistaken for brothers." Uncle Errol said, seeming to be lost in his own world.
Tears were threatening to pour out of his eyes.
"Well maybe if you told Aunt Cass you were sorry, she'd forgive you. But that's not enough. You have to do something big! Don't think of expensive, think of thoughtful." Hiro pressed.
"I don't know munchkin." Errol said sadly.
HIRO! Come one. We are going home and I don't want to hear anything from you until we get there!" Tadashi yelled, grabbing his hand.
"Please Uncle Errol! I love you! If not for me, for Aunt Cass! Remember, you guys were CASSERROLE!" Hiro cried as Tadashi dragged him away.
*Page Break*
Back at the house, Tadashi was majorly upset with Hiro.
"Dashi please! I'm sorry I disobeyed you." Hiro apologized.
"That doesn't change the fact that you did it!" Tadashi said in anger.
'Maybe I can use this scenario as an example for how it would go with Uncle Errol and Aunt Cass.' Hiro thought.
"But I can't apologize for doing it. I'm sorry Dashi. Sorry for going against your words, but if I could go back in time, I'd still do it again." Hiro admitted.
"How exactly is this making me less angry?" Tadashi asked in frustration.
"I mean, I like Uncle Errol. He's like dad. I want him around." Hiro admitted, closing his eyes in fear of Tadashi's anger. Instead, he was met with Tadashi's jealousy.
"Why don't you just go live with him then? I mean, I guess he cared for you when you were sick. I guess he comforted you for every nightmare. I guess he let you keep Mochi when you found him as a stray. I guess he loves you to pieces and was always there for you when you needed it. I guess I wasn't enough." Tadashi finished, sounding defeated.
"Dashi no! It's not like that at all! I don't love Uncle Errol more than I love you! I just think he's a man who made a bad and stupid mistake that he honestly wants to fix!" Hiro defended with jazz hands.
"No one could ever replace you. You're one of a kind Dashi. Uncle Errol may be great, but you're spectacular. You're my brother. He's just my Uncle I only met today and want to help." Hiro finished, hoping Tadashi would forgive him.
"You really think he's sorry?" Tadashi finally asked quietly.
Hiro nodded.
"Well I still hate him!" Tadashi cried. Hiro looked down in dismay.
"But." Tadashi began, taking a deep breath.
"I'm sorry too. It was wrong of me to try and tell you who you can and can't hang out with and I'm sorry for that. If you like Uncle Errol, then that's your decision to make. I think you're mature enough to decide these things and I trust you. I'm also sorry for thinking you'd place him over me. You know how I can get." Tadashi said sheepishly.
"Forgiven! Not exactly the happy ending I was hoping for, but better than nothing." Hiro said, hugging Tadashi.
"Love you." Tadashi said.
"Love you too." Hiro replied, hoping the same would happen with Aunt Cass and Uncle Errol.
*page break*
"Is he really not coming?" Hiro asked in sadness as they sat at the dinner table a day later.
"No Hiro he isn't. Now quit pondering over that low life and eat your dinner." Aunt Cass commanded, angrily chewing her chicken.
"He's not a lowlife! He's a great man!" Hiro defended.
"Hiro, not now." Tadashi whispered, shaking his head.
Hiro unwillingly obliged, picking at his mashed potatoes offhandedly.
"You okay Hiro?" Tadashi whispered.
Hiro sighed. "I just wish that Aunt Cass and Uncle Errol could like each other again. I mean, we fight all the time, but we still like each other. We're always brothers for life. I wish Aunt Cass and Uncle Errol would make up." Hiro admits in a whisper, unknowingly making a broken heart with what was left with his mashed potatoes.
"Well our aunt and uncle's relationship is a bit different than ours." Tadashi explains.
"I know. I just thought that maybe Uncle Errol cared enough to try and make things right." Hiro whispers back sadly, getting up from the table.
"Hiro, finish your food." Aunt Cass said.
"I'm not hungry." Hiro said.
"We only just started eating." Aunt Cass pointed out. Hiro just shrugged in response.
Before Aunt Cass could scold Hiro, the doorbell rang.
"Could it be him?!" Hiro asked excitedly, running to the door. He opened it to only find a strange man with a package.
Tadashi came behind him.
"Package for Tadashi Hamada?" the man asked, holding a pen out. Hiro's face dropped instantly and he sauntered to the stairs.
"Hiro, wait! Oh my effin god. Hiro come here right now!" Tadashi yelled. Hiro walked back to the door in confusion.
"What?" He asked.
"Look." Tadashi breathed.
Hiro's eyes widened in hope, happiness, and disbelief.
"UNCLE ERROL!" He cried, running out to meet him. The merry man was walking down the street casually, but he had a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a box in the other.
"Munchkin!" Uncle Errol greeted back.
"You came back!" Hiro cried in delight.
"What can I say? You convinced me and I think I finally found something thoughtful enough." He said with a wink. "Well, it's a start, but flowers isn't going to completely cut it." Hiro said.
"You didn't see what's in the box." He said, flashing a toothy smile. Hiro noted how he had a golden tooth.
"I knew you'd come." Hiro said in sheer joy.
"I can't believe it, but my baby bro was right. I guess I was wrong about you. I still can't forgive what you did do Aunt Cass, but I can accept that you're trying to make things right." Tadashi said in respect, with a bow.
Errol crushed Tadashi in a hug and held him close. "Thank you son." He said.
"Yeah yeah, now, g-go and do what you came here to do in the first place." Tadashi said, pulling away in embarrassment.
Uncle Errol nodded gratefully and walked in nervously. Tadashi and Hiro sneaked behind him.
"Errol?! What in the name of pie are you DOING here? Didn't you leave to your fancy mansion yet?!" Aunt Cass asked in irritation.
"I came back to make things right." He started.
"I knew it! You don't give a flying fig about the boys. You just came here to weasel your way back into my life." Aunt Cass said in distaste. Hiro wanted to barge in through their hiding spot to tell her off, but Tadashi held him back.
"No Cass. To patch things up. I swear to you that I want nothing but your forgiveness. Cass Hamada, I am so deeply sorry for the pain and misery I caused you. No one as sweet and precious as you deserves what I did to you and for that I cannot express how sorry I am." Uncle Errol said, presenting her the flowers.
Aunt Cass was shocked if anything. She seemed frozen from Errol's confession.
"Boys. Leave. Errol and I need to talk." She said.
Tadashi and Hiro were sad and shocked to have been caught, but still went upstairs. Hiro was rooting for Uncle Errol as they went upstairs.
*Page Break*
20 minutes later, Hiro went bolting down the stairs and eagerly ran to the kitchen. Tadashi followed along.
"So how'd it go? Do you love each other again? Are we a happy family? Can Uncle Errol stay with us?" Hiro asked, bombarding them with questions.
"Take it easy munchkin." Uncle Errol said with a grin.
"Yes Hiro. We are friends. We decided to stay like that for a while. Uncle Errol will come visit more often, he promised." Aunt Cass revealed.
"Well it's no fairytale happy ending, but at least it's not so sad. This is great!" Hiro exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"Thanks munchkin. I couldn't have done this without you." Errol said, giving Hiro a rub on the head.
"Nice goin bud. I guess they can be like us. Bonds like these can never be broken." Tadashi added, giving Hiro a side hug.
"Say Uncle Errol? What was in the box anyways?" Hiro asked.
"A homemade chicken casserole." Uncle Errol said with a wink.
So yeah. I don't know why, but I felt like Hiro and Tadashi had an uncle and Aunt Cass was married and finally though about a plot for that. Not a lot of brotherly stuff, but it's lightly in there.
-Girl you wouldn't expect