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Hiro Hamada Tadashi Hamada

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Are you hurt?

No.

Then what were you thinking, knucklehead?!

#; promo #reblogging this again bc reasons

itsumoanatato

Hiro Hamada Tadashi Hamada

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Are you hurt?

No.

Then what were you thinking, knucklehead?!

#; promo #look at the thing i did look at it

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" Unbelievable. " he pouted of course, glancing around the room while incidentally planning his imminent revenge.

And he knew good and well what that little jab meant, what that small emphasis equated to in his brother’s little plan. Messiness was just part of his nature, a flawed aspect but a piece of it all the same.

“ Says the guy who hid ‘em in the first place. You’re a child." Regardless he would be taking him up at that offer, Hiro and sweets were just something of a match of destiny,

He dragged himself over toward his computer desk which was currently buried beneath a labyrinth of blue prints to find a small peek of a familiar shoe lace. He lifted up his prize, the left shoe without its right.

" Did you seriously hide them in different places?!"

itsumoanatato

"If I'm a child, that makes you a baby. So get cleaning, little baby Hiro."

Tadashi chuckled, placing his hands on his hips. You'd think that Hiro wouldn't be able to find anything in this mess-- which was the point he'd been trying to make by hiding his shoes, only for him to find one right off the bat.

Now that wasn't fair.

A small frown crossed the big brother's face before his smiled return, and he shrugged. His arms crossed over his chest.

"Mm, maybe I did. The other one's not gonna be so easy to find-- you'll actually have to clean a little to get to it, believe me."

Perfect plan, Tadashi, really. So far Hiro had already found one and hadn't cleaned anything, real smooth there.

#botxfights

itsumoanatato

Hiro Hamada Tadashi Hamada

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Are you hurt?

No.

Then what were you thinking, knucklehead?!

#; self promo #look at the thing i did 8)

Hiro Hamada Tadashi Hamada

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Are you hurt?

No.

Then what were you thinking, knucklehead?!

#; self promo #botxfights #yOOOOOO i did a thing for me and victoria yo

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The future’s in our hands and we will never be the same again

#; tadashi's tunes #8')

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Well—okay, he did say ‘health’, so one would assume an injury would assist a demonstration. And of course, it’s just a little terrifying when the…. invention activates. Nothing is quite as unnerving as seeing something move like a sentient creature, but have no spiritual pressure.

"I…. see, yes." And she doesn’t want it any closer to her—the white makes her think of Hollow reishi.

itsumoanatato

Tadashi's head cocked to the side and he frowned. She was obviously disturbed by Baymax-- he wondered why.

"Anyway, I'm always looking for input about him, so if you have any notes or anything, I'd love to hear it. He's still a work in progress, so I like getting opinions on him."

He smiled again and told Baymax his deactivation phrase, letting the bot go back to his charging station and deflate.

"You didn't like him much, did you?"

#wisteriaessence

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Honey would be lying if she said she didn’t expect that answer. She knew Tadashi didn’t like worrying his aunt, even if Cass did have every right to know the things her nephew got herself into.

But she also knew Cass could turn into a pretty scary woman when she wanted to. She couldn’t blame Tadashi for wanting to avoid that.

She sighed. “Alright, we won’t call her. But at least text her to say you’re working late in the lab today? Just so she doesn’t get too worried.”

itsumoanatato

Tadashi nodded-- Honey had a point, his Aunt would worry if she didn't hear from him. But he didn't wanna straight up lie to her either.

"I'll just tell her I'll be home a little late-- won't specify why..." He shrugged a little bit. "Hate lying to her, so better that than saying I'm working late when I'm not."

#selfieforscience

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❝ I think we all feel that way sometimes. But you did the right thing by letting your body do what it needed to. So many people just work through when their body is telling them to stop. I don’t know what it means when it wants you to do a handstand. So I think equal parts dumb but also equal parts clever. Go figure. If you ever want to go over some simple sequences though, you can count on me. ❞

itsumoanatato

"Having a break by doing a handstand has to be a first for me-- but hey, still something pretty cool, even though I totally failed."

He nodded a bit and smiled over at her.

"Yeah, I know, just getting frustrated a bit with getting Baymax to work right-- he's still got so many bugs I can't even count them."

#fastenough

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By the time Shuuhei hops off the trolley, he’s successfully managed to demolish a granola bar and an apple muffin from within the depths of his shoulder bag. A stray crumb is brushed off his clean shirt. Everything is nice and professional today- no tattered jeans or clunky jewelry to distract from serious work. Leather jackets, however, don’t count as distracting. Just awesome.

San Fransokyo Institute of Technology is a sight to behold in every possible way, from the trimmed lawn outside to the new-age, sculpted walls and interior. Just walking through the halls, it oozes prestige. Everything looks so shiny, it’s a wide leg up from the ancient brick and moss-lined humanities building at Shuuhei’s university. Or even the old-fashioned publishing office where he stretches his internship for all it’s worth in a failing newspaper industry- ah, but that’s why they have him, isn’t it? Young and fresh blood working the new media angle with exciting little public interest pieces for him to blog about later at his computer. Cutting-edge journalism.

The door to the lab where he’s directed looks more like a vault than an entryway. This place is cool as hell, but sure disorienting. But if Shuuhei wants to find this Tadashi Hamada guy and please everyone down at the office, some new frontiers are bound to be explored.

So he knocks on the door, wondering if that’s too old-fashioned and he should be looking for a button or keypad or a retina scan or something equally science-y and extravagant. “Hello?”

itsumoanatato

Multitasking wasn't Tadashi's strongest ability, not by a long shot, yet here he was trying to do a least three things at once.

Food being stuffed into his mouth, he slid around his lab space on his rolling stool, glancing between one screen with Baymax's dimensions and known issues on it, and another that had his e-textbook for his latest medical class open-- the one he had a test on in a few days and still needed to massively cram for.

And then there was a knock at his door--

Make that four things.

Swallowing down the slice of pizza he'd been holding hostage between his teeth, he pushed himself over to the door, the stool clunking against the glass. He pressed a button and shoved the door open before sliding himself back over to the Baymax computer, typing in a few notes of things to try to correct that whole 'Arm flying off like a balloon' issue.

"Come on in, I'm trying to do three things at once," He said, smiling and chuckling as he finally looked up-- just a little bit, and noticed that it was a stranger at his door.

"Something I can help you with?"

#deuxscythetango #this is good tho i am gonna make a bleach verse for dashi soon where after he died he becomes a shinigami and stuff so that'll be fun lol