This song is 🔥🔥🔥

Brings back so many memories of a simpler time honestly ;u;

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Third Person P.O.V

The car quickly fills with water from the shattered windshield, the group holding their breaths with panicked eyes.

Hiro grunts as he manages to unhook his seatbelt, swimming to the backseat to (Y/N). She struggles with her own, Hiro gently moving her hands and pulling at it. It snaps, freeing her as the two notice Baymax removing his armor.

The group hold on to Baymax as he floats to the surface, all gasping for air and coughing once they reach it.

They use Baymax as a floater, resting on his stomach as he floats on his back.

"I told you we'd make it!" Honey grins, (Y/N) panting lightly and weakily giving her a thumbs up.

"Your injuries require my attention. And your body temperatures are low," Baymax informs, looking up at Hiro.

"We should get out of here," Hiro nods, pushing some hair from his face.

Fred thinks for a moment before smirking with narrowed eyes.

"I know a place."

...

(Y/N) and the other shiver as they walk along the sidewalk, their clothes still soaked. She pulls Hiro's jacket around herself tighter, though it did little from it also being wet.

"Are-- are you s--sure you don't want your jacket?" she questions, Hiro rubbing his arms quickly.

"It's fine," Hiro quickly replies, forcing a nonchalant grin. "I'm totally fine. And, you know, uh..."

He trails off, (Y/N) tilting her head before focusing in front of her.

"... It suits you," he finishes as she walks ahead.

"Smooth," Go Go sarcastically says with a hum, Hiro huffing and ignoring her as they approach a rich-looking neighborhood.

"Where are we?" Honey looks around in confusion, holding her hands to her chest. 

Fred doesn't reply, and turns into the walkway of a large, luxurious mansion.

"Uh, Fred?" (Y/N) calls, sharing a look with Hiro.

"Where are you going?" Hiro stammers, Fred stopping at the door and looking back at them.

"Oh! Welcome to mi casa! That's french for 'front door'," he grins, gesturing to his house.

"... It's really not," Honey slowly replies with a pained smile, shaking her head.

Go Go huffs, shaking her head as she scowls. "Listen, nitwit! A lunatic in a mask just tried to kill us. I'm not in the mood for any--!"

The door opens, silencing Go Go as a butler steps out and nods to Fred. "Welcome home, Master Frederick."

"Heathcliff, my man!" Fred greets back, the group's faces falling in surprise. "Come on in, guys. We'll be safe in here."

He holds out his fist to Heathcliff, "gimme some!"

Heathcliff holds up his fist, Fred fist bumping him and walking inside. (Y/N) and Hiro follow, Go Go behind them and Honey waving to Heathcliff. Wasabi politely smiles and nods to the man, Baymax stopping.

He fist bumps Heathcliff, "ba-da-la-la."

Baymax waves his fingers, Heathcliff raising a brow of surprise.

The group walk through the mansion, a golden hue casted down from the chandeliers.

"Freddie... This is your house?" Honey admires, her heels softly clicking as she walks.

"I thought you lived under a bridge," Go Go nonchalantly murmurs, glancing at the portraits of Fred and his family as they walk through the hall.

"Well, technically, it belongs to my parents," Fred replies, gesturing to the portrait of him, his mom, and his dad. "They're on a vacay on the family island. You know, we should totally go sometime. Frolic."

Fred claps twice, making the door ahead open and reveal his living-room like bedroom.

Filled with monster figures, dragon figures, and super hero items.

"You've gotta be kidding me," Go Go sighs as the doors close behind them.

Honey softly gasps in surprise as she spots a monster figure nearby, the sign Fred, Do Not Touch! -Fred hanging on its neck.

"If I wasn't just attacked by a guy in a Kabuki mask..." Wasabi starts, looking up at the muscular painting of Fred riding a tiger with dragon wings. "I think this would be the weirdest thing I've seen today."

"Mm." Go Go muses, nodding as she crossed her arms.

(Y/N) follows Hiro as he sits at Fred's table, grabbing the cup of pens and drags a paper close to him.

"My brain hates me for seeing this," Wasabi continues.

"Think you can draw that weird symbol we saw?" he asks, making her slowly nod as she scoots a chair next to him.

She takes one of the pens, thinking for a moment before starting to sketch. Hiro leans closer, watching her work as Baymax waddles to them.

"Your body temperatures are still low," Baymax fusses, Hiro glancing at him for a moment.

"It's okay, Baymax," (Y/N) replies, distracted as she focuses on the bird.

Hiro slowly and unsurely sets his arm around (Y/N)'s shoulders, making her pause for a moment as he tenses. She smiles to herself before scooting closer to him, making him let out a quiet breath of a relief as he relaxes his arm around her.

Baymax leans down on the two, making (Y/N) jump and look up at him with wide eyes. His body changes to a red-orange hue as he powers up his heater, Hiro rolling his eyes with a small smile before watching (Y/N) continuing to draw.

Fred bounces over, sighing loudly in contentment at Baymax's warmth as he flops onto him.

"It's like spooning a warm marshmallow."

Honey leans on Baymax as well, smiling. "Oh! It's so nice."

Wasabi chuckles and does the same, "oh, yeah. That's toasty."

Go Go gives in, yawning as she slumps against Baymax as well. "Good robot."

(Y/N) drops the pen on the table, Hiro glancing at her drawing as she fiddles with his jacket's sleeves. "That's perfect. Thanks, (Y/N)."

"No problem-o," she shrugs, Hiro grabbing the drawing and looking over it.

"Does this symbol mean anything to you guys?" he questions the group, holding out the paper.

"Yes!" Fred exclaims, making them look to him. "It's a bird!"

"No--" Hiro sighs, (Y/N) giggling and shaking her head.

"Yes, it's a bird. But that Kabuki guy carried some weird-looking part that had this symbol," (Y/N) explains, the group pushing off Baymax as he rises.

"Apprehending the man in the mask will improve Hiro and (Y/N)'s emotional state."

"Apprehend him?" Go Go raises a brow, setting a hand on her hip. "We don't even know who he is."

"I have a theory!" Fred smirks, (Y/N) and Hiro frowning.

...

A comic book was placed in some of the group's hands, Hiro and (Y/N) sharing one.

"Dr. Slaughter, MD?" Wasabi raises a brow at his comic, Honey peeking over at it.

"Actually millionaire weapons designer, Malcolm Chazzletick," Fred informs, moving on to Hiro.

"The Annihilator?" Hiro questions, (Y/N) looking through the comic with a raised brow.

"Behind the mask, industrialist Reid Axworthy."

Fred turns, peeking over the couch at Go Go as she scoffs.

"Baron von Destruct-- oh, just get to the point!" she snaps, throwing the comic down.

"Don't you guys get it? The man in the masked who attacked us..." Fred grabs the T.V remote, "is none other than..." he turns it on. "Voilá!"

Alistair's face appeared on screen, a construction hat on his head as he directs his workers.

"Alistair Krei."

"Fred..." (Y/N) sighs, tossing her comic on the table as Hiro's brows furrow.

"Think about it, (Y/N)!" Fred waves his hands, gesturing to the T.V. "Krei wanted Hiro's Micro Bots, he said no. But rules don't apply to a man like Krei."

Hiro rises, grabbing the discarded comic and looking down at it. "There's no way. The guy is too high profile."

"Yeah," (Y/N) agrees. "This isn't some movie or a story."

"Then who was the guy in the mask?" Honey questions, clasping her hands together.

"I don't know," (Y/N) rubs her neck, leaning back on the couch. "We don't have enough information to pin someone."

"His blood type is... AB-negative. Cholesterol levels are--"

"Baymax!" Hiro blinks rapidly, approaching the bot. "You scanned him?!"

"I am programmed to assess everyone's healthcare needs," Baymax replies, the screen on his stomach showing the Kabuki man and information.

"Baymax, you're awesome!" (Y/N) laughs, rising on the couch on her knees to look back at the two as Hiro laughs triumphantly.

"We can use the data from your scan to find him!"

"Uh..." Go Go calls, making Hiro look over. "You'd have to scan everyone in San Fransokyo. And that might take, I don't know, forever."

"Oh," (Y/N) frowns, slumping back on the couch as Hiro paces.

"No, no, no. I... Just have to look for another angle," Hiro disagrees, (Y/N) looking up at the familiar saying.

His eyes settle on one of Fred's action figures.

"Got it! We'll scan the whole city at the same time!"

"How? Upgrading Baymax's sensor?" (Y/N) questions, Hiro grinning and nodding as he holds the figure.

He looks up at the other action figures, noticing each figure filled the reflection of the group on the couch.

"Actually... If we're gonna catch this guy..." Hiro smirks, turning to the group. "I need to upgrade all of you."

"Upgrade who now?" Wasabi raises a brow, (Y/N) blinking rapidly as Hiro walks around the couch and stands in front of her with a giddy grin. He hums in thought, continuing to walk around the couch.

"Those who a suffer loss require support from friends and loved ones," Baymax reminds, standing next to Hiro.

"Okay!" Fred laughs with a wide smile. "I like where this is heading!"

"We can't go against that guy! We're nerds!" Wasabi shakes his head, Hiro scanning through them and tapping his knuckle to his chin.

"Oh, come on! We can do this!" (Y/N) waves her hand nonchalantly.

"Guys, we want to help, but... We're just us," Honey sadly smiles, Hiro shaking his head as he stands on the couch besides (Y/N).

"No. You can be way more."

(Y/N) turns around, leaning on the back of the couch as the others also look back.

"Tadashi Hamada was our best friend," Go Go rises, nodding firmly. "And even though we didn't know (S/N) that well, she tried her best to save Tadashi. We owe her, too. We're in."

(Y/N) looks over at her in a mix of surprise and joy, Go Go smiling back as the others stand.

"Can you feel it?!" Fred questions in excitement, (Y/N) rolling her eyes in amusement. "You guys, do you feel this? Our origin story begins. We're gonna be Superheroes!"

...

"Arms up," Hiro orders, using his scanner on the group.

He uses his computer, showing the Kabuki mask and his Neurotransmitter. "The neurotransmitter must be in his mask. We get the mask, he can't control his bots."

Hiro smirks, scooting his chair away. "Game over."

"Ah-ah," (Y/N) stops Hiro's chair by placing her hands on the arms of it, startling him as she grins. "I'm in charge of some designs this time. Okay?"

He blinks rapidly as he looks up at her, gulping nervously and nodding with flushed cheeks. "Got it."

...

They say 'we are what we are', but we don't have to be!

Honey demonstrates her improved work, allowing a small drop to fall onto her work. It causes a reaction, blue foam going everywhere as (Y/N) claps with a grin.

...

I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way

Go Go removes her bike's wheel, tossing it to Hiro. He catches it, (Y/N) humming to herself as she sketches out ideas.

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I'll be the watcher (watcher)

Wasabi drops the apple in his laser, (Y/N) gasping in excitement and startling him and Hiro as she starts drawing.

...

Of the eternal flame!

(Y/N) raises a brow at Fred's request, Hiro and her sharing a look before he shrugs with a smile.

...

(Y/N) nods as she finishes the design for Honey's bag, Hiro getting to work on how it would function.

...

I'll be the guard dog, of all your fever dreams!

Honey gushes over the purse, adjusting it over her new suit and typing the solution into the keypad.

Inside, the mechanics add different elements inside the small ball, and Honey holds her hand out to catch it.

She admires it with a smile, (Y/N) smiling back as Hiro gestures to Heathcliff wearing a Kabuki mask.

I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass (glass)

He beckons for her to 'bring it on', Honey going to throw it before stopping in concern. She gently tosses it to his feet, making a blue sludge pool around him and trap him.

(Y/N) grins widely, playfully bumping her arm against his as he looks over at her with his own soft smile.

I try to picture me without you, but I can't!

Honey prances over with a giggle, swiping the mask as Heathcliff offers a small smile.

Cause we could be immortals! Immortals!

She laughs, hugging him as he almost drops his tea.

...

Hiro looks over (Y/N)'s design, lighting up as he takes Go Go's boots and attaches the wheels of her bike onto them.

Just not for long, for long

...

Go Go, now suited up, sits on the floor and waits for (Y/N) to finish clicking her boot into place. (Y/N) pulls her up, letting her go.

And live with me forever now

She flails for a moment, yelling as she slips backwards. (Y/N) winces, Hiro moving to help her when she holds up a hand to stop him.

Pull the blackout curtains down

Go Go rises, (Y/N) cheering as she starts to effortlessly skate around. She skates to where Heathcliff waited, going around him rapidly as he buttered his toast.

Just not for long, for long

She spins, grabbing the hose and wrapping it around him.

We could be immor-- Immortals!

Go Go snatches the mask, skating back to the two and tossing it to (Y/N) as she flicks her shield up.

Immor-- Immortals!

...

Hiro throws away his hold design for Baymax, (Y/N) sighing dramatically in relief as he playfully rolls his eyes.

Baymax walks over, peeking down as Hiro grins at him with a nod.

Immortals!

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Sometimes the only payoff, for having any faith

Hiro lifts up one of Baymax's gauntlets, trying to fit it on his hand. (Y/N) giggles as Hiro walks, trying to shove the glove on as Baymax slides.

Is when it's tested again and again, every day!

Baymax's head was smooshed against the wall as Hiro grunts in effort, pushing his boot on.

(Y/N) winces, laughing as Baymax jumps in surprise as Hiro clicks his rear piece of armor on. Hiro pants heavily, looking over at (Y/N) with a tired smile as she continues laughing.

I'm still comparing your past to my future! It might be your wound, but they're my suture!

Hiro struggles to connect Baymax's stomach piece over his marshmallow body, (Y/N) smiling widely in amusement.

I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass (glass)

She walks over, grunting as they both press against it. (Y/N) turns, pressing her feet firmly on the ground as she leans back, and together they manage to click it in.

(Y/N) laughs in exhaustion, falling backwards and landing on her bum as Hiro looks down at her with a smile. He offers his hand to her, making her take it as the two stare at one another.

I try to picture me without you, but I can't!

...

(Y/N) shows Hiro his suit design, making him grin and nodding rapidly in admiration. She goes to work on her own with a satisfied smile, stopping as Hiro grabs the pencil.

"Come on, give me something," he pleads with a grin, making her sigh.

"You make it look bad, I'll hide your gummy bears!" she warns, making him laugh.

Cause we could be immortals!

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Immortals! Just not for long, for long

(Y/N) looks over Fred's design with a small smile, Hiro working on adding the mechanisms.

...

Hiro holds up the mask of Fred's monster-like costume, making him grin widely and leap into it.

And live with me forever now

"Super jump!" he laughs, bouncing into the air. He does it again, "super jump!"

Pull the blackout curtains down

Fred's costume breathes fire around Heathcliff as he reads, unfazed. "Whoo-hoo! I breathe fire!"

Just not for long, for long!

He lands behind Heathcliff, letting out a battle-cry as he snatches the mask and bounces to Hiro and (Y/N).

...

(Y/N) shows Hiro her notepad, making him nod and focus on Wasabi's weapons.

...

We could be immor-- Immortals!

Wasabi opens and closes his hands, jumping as his laser-swords activate. Hiro gestures ahead to Heathcliff, shooting him a thumbs up before pulling (Y/N) away quickly.

Immortals!

The tennis ball machine launched a ball, making Wasabi cry out and block his face. The swords cut through it, making him look back in awe before facing ahead as more were fired.

He slices through them, grunting as he makes his way to Heathcliff.

Immor- Immortals!

Wasabi jumps up before swinging his sword down on the machine, destroying it.

Immor- Immortals!

He opens and closes his hand, turning off his sword to swipe away the mask from Heathcliff.

Hiro and (Y/N) rush over, Wasabi holding up his hand for a high five.

(Y/N) quickly snatches Hiro's hand as he flinches, Wasabi blinking rapidly and turning off his sword as (Y/N) sighs in relief.

She lets go of his hand, gesturing for him to high five Wasabi now that it was safe. Hiro and Wasabi look at each other and laugh, high fiving.

Immortals!

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