Just a Robot (Tadashi x Reader)

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Preparation

You staggered back. Whoa there. You were not expecting to suddenly get an eyeful of Tadashi Hamada's face after years and years of not seeing him.

Well, puberty sure did h-

That wasn't important right now. You quickly focused your attention back on the little screen. Something lit up inside as you watched the now-grown young man you once called a friend jump around in joy. He must have been so proud. A feeling of guilt took over once you wished you were there to share the happiness with him.

"Baymax, when was this?" you inquired, your (E/C) flickering up to the white robot's face. Well, the two dots and a line he called a face.

"Quite a long time ago, (Y/N). Why do you ask?" Baymax replied as you stared at the screen once again. 

Now you were feeling homesick. After years and years of not feeling anything towards your old home. A faint smile appeared on your face as you thought about the fact that you would be returning home anyway. 

"Alright!! I'm going to get ready for our trip back!" you exclaimed, suddenly determined. 

"(Y/N), your plane is scheduled to leave in-" Baymax said, holding up a calendar. 

You held up a hand. "No way. I'm gonna get that weird guy to fly us back. He looks like the type of guy to confuse a pizza and burrito, but I'm sure we won't end up in Russia somewhere." 

"Are you sure?" Baymax sounded uncertain. "I think that will be unsafe."

"Aren't you supposed to be a helpful robot, Baymax? You gotta believe in me." You planted your hands on your hips. "Show some support, will you?"

Baymax promptly pulled out a tiny (F/C) flag and waved it back and forth. "Go, (Y/N). You have all my support as long as-"

"That's all I need, buddy. Thanks." You grinned at Baymax, and you were a bit surprised at yourself. What happened to your weird fear of robots? 

Baymax was an exception.

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"Did you bring me anything?" you exclaimed, bursting into (O/Y/N) and Hiro's view as they closed the door and entered your home once again. Even though you were older than the two, you sure were a bit more immature. 

(O/Y/N) and Hiro exchanged a look. You were standing in front of them with pajama pants and (Favorite Cartoon) T-shirt, and your (H/L) (H/C) hair was a mess. A spoon/fork and a carton of (Favorite Ice Cream/Snack) was nestled in your arms like it was your precious newborn.

"I have a package of gummy bears," Hiro offered after a moment.

You deadpanned, sticking the spoon/fork into your mouth with an unimpressed expression on your features. "You gotta do better than that, Hamada. Besides, I bet it's opened and you took all the good ones."

Hiro stared at the torn package that - surprisingly - was missing all the red candies. "Sorry."

(O/Y/N) sighed. "Look, (Y/N), we got some news and it would be great if you just listened for a moment." She pulled out a paper and handed it to you. Your hands were currently occupied by the carton of food, and you hissed as she tried to put the paper inside. 

Hiro chuckled softly. "It's just talking about Callaghan at the moment. He doesn't work full-time anymore because of his age." He brightened. "And we found. . .what's his name? Emil? Yeah, we found his Facebook profile. He says to come over and visit him once we get back." He paused. "He seemed really happy, too."

"What about Allen?" Wow, it had been a while since you said these names out loud. 

Hiro gave you a steady stare. "He's in prison."

You choked. "Wha-?"

"Hiro, you know that's not true," (O/Y/N) cut in, not amused. 

"Sorry." 

"So where is he?" you asked impatiently. Now you were feeling even more homesick. 

(O/Y/N) scanned the paper. "A few cities away from San Fransokyo. Emil said he's a thug, and honestly, I couldn't even tell if that was a legit joke or not." 

"I wanna talk to Emil," you declared. It would take a bit of the Tadashi stress off of you, and you wanted to find out what happened over the past years. 

(O/Y/N) tossed the paper at you once again. "There. I wanna sleep." 

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(Y/N): Yooo

Emil Nakahara: Who is this?

(Y/N): are you for real omfg

Emil Nakahara: Oh, (Y/N)! Sorry! I was quite confused for a moment. It's wonderful to talk to you again ^_^

(Y/N): Yeah, I know. I have a couple of questions to ask before I visit.

Emil Nakahara: Yes, go ahead.

(Y/N): Is Allen a thug

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Sorry for extremely late update.

I will be publishing a Hetalia fanfiction soon.