Just a Robot (Tadashi x Reader)

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Reunion

"Say something, (Y/N). You're scaring me."

You dramatically clutched your chest, your fingers curling tightly around your zipped-up (Favorite Show)-themed hoodie. "Sorry - I'm just very entranced by all the memories threatening to consume my head and make me cry."

"Geez," (O/Y/N) muttered. "I don't think I  was that bad when I returned."

"I think you were," Hiro countered cheekily, which earned him a punch in the chest.

(O/Y/N) turned to you, not really paying attention to Hiro, who had been shoved into the pile of suitcases and was yelling protests. "Hey. . . are you sure you can just, y'know, leave?"

You nodded, turning to her and grinning. "I got it all covered. They were pretty understanding." Well, not really. You kinda quit your job for this - you could tell it was going to take a while - trip. Your classes had to be taken care of, so. . . you decided to not discuss that.

(O/Y/N) looked skeptical, but turned her (E/C) eyes onto the doors. "Emil's waiting outside with his car. We just have to wait for Mitsuo."

"What happened to those weird brothers of his?" Hiro asked, returning to her side.

"Probably using this as a vacation," you grunted, shoving your hands into your pockets. They were really weird. 

"Hiro, the only weird thing here is that awful collection of stickers on your suitcase," Mitsuo said, a condescending smirk on his face as he popped up over your shoulder. He gestured to the WALL - E and that one other robot from that old movie bumper stickers. 

The fluffy-haired male just grinned at him, but it looked more like he was baring his teeth. Mitsuo returned the strange facial expression. You could practically see the lightning crackle between their eyes. (O/Y/N) decided it was best to kick them both in the shins.

"Anyway, we're all here! Let's go meet up with Emil!" You picked up your bags and threw them over your shoulder. The two males pulled themselves away from their glare-off and followed, Hiro making sure to put Baymax's charging box carefully on top of his rolling luggage. Mitsuo casually walked past, kicking the wheel on Hiro's suitcase. The luggage toppled over and Hiro almost screamed. 

A few minutes later, you pushed your way out of the large airport, (O/Y/N) following. She was cheerfully holding the back of Hiro's and Mitsuo's collars as if they were misbehaving kittens. Hiro and Mitsuo could probably beat each other up pretty good, but (O/Y/N) could control them well. Impressive.

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"Oh my God, Emil, what did you do to your hair?" 

Your friends had left to go back to (O/Y/N)'s and Hiro's house, but you decided to stay with Emil for your visit. He had picked up your group in a cute little minivan with Pokemon plushies in the back window, but his hair was concealed under a Totoro hat with attached mittens. Now that you were sitting in his kitchen as he pulled off his hat, showing his hair. 

When you were teens, he had dyed his hair a blondish-grey to look like APH Iceland or something, but now his hair was black, his natural hair color. With green bangs. Hey, if they were white, and streaks instead of bangs, he could probably pass as Mitsuo. 

Just kidding  Mitsuo's ugly as h-

"What's wrong with it?" Emil asked. You didn't answer, just leaned back in your chair and continued to eat the shrimp chips sitting conveniently on the table. Emil had changed. A lot. He had worn (purple) contacts to look even more like APH Iceland, but now. . . he just wore black glasses. 

"Neeeeerd," you mocked. 

Emil deadpanned. "Maybe you should-"

"Hey, look, you're still a weeb." You had gotten up and went over to the fridge in hopes of looking for food other than airplane pretzels. Now you just faced a wall of frozen melon bars, Yakult yogurt drinks, and snacks that looked suspiciously like they were from One Piece or Naruto. And groceries.

"Go unpack, (Y/N)."

"Oh God I bet you have a gigantic box of Pocky somewhere, you fandom trash-"

Emil led you out of his kitchen, his cheerful expression only intensifying the intimidating aura around him. "Go unpack, (Y/N). You're still annoying."

"Whatcha gonna do about it? Stab me with a katana? Geez."

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It's been months since I last updated omg

This is the second last part before the ending of this book! This book is like a 'prologue' for the second book. The sequel is where all the real stuff happens lmao 

I am very sorry for the lack of activity on this account! This is the return of greenblueandblack :^D