The group stood in the empty police station, staring at the slightly disinterested police officer seriously.
"All right, let me get this straight. A man in a kabuki mask attacked you, with an army of miniature flying robots."
"Microbots!" Hiro frantically corrected the officer, who stared him dead in the eye in boredom.
He sighs and turns back to his computer, continuing to file out the report. "'Microbots.'"
"Yes! He was controlling them telepathically with a band thingy!" [F/N] badly explained.
"A-A neurocranial transmitter!" Hiro corrected.
"So, Mr. Kabuki was using esp to attack you both and ... balloon man."
The three turn to Baymax as he inflated his arms, which had three holes on either side, taking a piece of tape from the police officer's desk and carefully putting it on top of the holes. The officer pushes the tape closer to Baymax before looking back at Hiro.
"Did you file a report when your flying robots were stolen?"
Hiro lets out a long sigh and runs a hand through his hair from frustration. "No. I thought they were all destroyed!"
The officer only rose one of his thick brows.
"Look, I know it sounds crazy, but we weren't the only ones there! Baymax was, too," [F/N] piques in, facing Baymax with a grin and punching his arm lightly. "Tell him, buddy!"
"Yes, Officer. They are telling the truuUUU ... uuuUUth ..." Baymax drags out, his body jerking about lazily.
Hiro furrows his brows in confusion. "W-What the ... what's wrong with you?"
"Low batteEEE ... rrrrRR ... yyy ..." Baymax answers, his voice moving up and down. A low battery symbol blinked on his chest and he started to stumble a bit.
"Whoa, keep it together, Baymax," Hiro says, trying to keep Baymax upright.
The Robotic Nurse's eyes zoomed in and out of focus, he leaned from one side then another. He lifted his hand up in a circular motion while letting out some hiccups.
"I am ... Healthcare. Your personal ... Baymax." He fell on [F/N], who struggled to keep him held up.
The Officer sighed and turned in his chair to grab his clipboard on his back desk. "Kids, how about I call your parents and get them down here?"
"What?!" [F/N] and Hiro exclaim, glancing at one another before quickly pulling Baymax out the door, who had taken a huge roll of tape with him.
"Write your names and numbers down on these pieces of paper, and we can ... oh!" The officer looks around for the odd kids and drunk robot with a raised brow, seeing them nowhere in sight.
"We gotta get him home to his charging station," Hiro stares, helping [F/N] carry Baymax down the steps carefully.
The [H/C]-haired girl almost slips and yelps, quickly catching her footing. "Can he walk?" She asks.
"I will scan you now. Scan complete!" Baymax giggles out, flopping back down on his butt and hiccuping. "Healthcare."
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Around the evening, the group had finally made it back to Hiro's, sneaking around the back entrance of his home. All the air in Baymax's body had left him looking like roadkill. Hiro opens the door for the the two, quietly telling them to sneak in. [F/N] starts to creep up the house stairs, but stops suddenly when Baymax starts heading in the wrong direction.
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Team 7 [Hiro Hamada x Reader]
Fanfiction------------ [F/N] [L/N] is one of Hiro's closest friends. She helps design all of his neat tech and new robotics while he does all the constructing. She is also the young prodigy's girlfriend. After a terrible life-changing accident that took the l...