praying to all thats lovely that it stays formatted right when i send it ^v^"
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It's a calm night in San Fransokyo for once, the quiet of the sleeping Institute of Tech only broken by the clicking clacks and mumbled thoughts of a Hiro Hamada, and the near-silent fan of a Baymax, quietly observing the city beyond the window.
Hiro perks at his name, glancing over to the robot in his charging station. "Hm, what? What's up?"
"... Are you certain the external scans have not picked up any abnormalities in my coding?"
"Uh, yeah bud, done a full system scan five times now 'cuz you asked."
"... Right. Thank you." Baymax's eyes stay on the lab's window, the gaze seeming distant. Lost in thought, if a robot could do that.
Hiro tilts his head, fully swiveling his chair around to face Baymax properly. He crosses his arms and watches for a moment.
"... Why do you keep asking for those scans, anyway? Everything's coming up green, so you should still be good to self-scan."
At first, the robot makes no move to answer, his eyes momentarily closing as he does yet another self-scan.
"... There are... an abnormal amount of reoccurring memories about a member of the Institute of Technology's custodian staff. Fred has called her 'Chai Latte'. More than typical. Illogical thought-loops."
Hiro perks a brow. "Yeah? What about Chai?"
"Her face. Over the last week it has appeared in my visual as often as health scans and vitals. It is distracting me from efficient treatment."
"And... in downtime, I replay recordings of past interactions with her. It is distracting as well."
As Baymax talks, the amazed expression of 'no way this is really happening' dawns on Hiro's face.
"Baymax, do you have a crush?"
"My hardware is not currently damaged, according to my status updates. If this is wrong, I should power down for corrective maintenance-"
"No, n-no, I mean... do you feel romantic junk for Chai?"
The robot's analytical rambling pauses at Hiro's clarification, as if bewildered by the very concept.
"... I am a robot. I do not feel 'romance'."
Hiro can't help a snicker, turning back to his computer and pulling up the previous system scans. "Alright, well... your cooling fans 'randomly' increasing speed, do those times correlate to your 'illogical thought-loops'?"
"Yeah, and the forgetting to scan?"
"Affirmative. I had mentioned they were distracting."
"Yeah, yeah... Okay, do you enjoy thinking about her? Hm?"
"I am a robot, I do not-"
"Just answer the question, buddy. To your closet approximation of liking something, do you enjoy it?"
There's a long moment of quiet, Hiro slowly turning to look towards Baymax's charge station again as he waits.
Hiro claps once in triumph, standing up to pace excitedly. "HA! I knew it! Oh my god, this is amazing! I mean, I knew your A.I. had been progressing, but developing a desire for the self! I guess I should've seen it coming, but-"
For once, probably the first time, Baymax isn't paying attention to Hiro. He isn't paying attention to anything but the newly named sensation of romantic attraction, to the sensations of complex emotion. Of course, he already knows about it plenty from the research on complex interpersonal relationships he'd downloaded as part of the database on personal loss, but never once would he have figured to apply it to himself.
When had that shift even started? Sometime just before the wormhole all that time ago, potentially. Considering the high stakes at the time, it's completely logical to have missed the steady bloom of having feelings beyond his prime directive.
And yet, it feels like it should have become obvious sooner. Baymax cares for Hiro as more than a patient, it feels akin to familial if he were to name it. Similarly for Aunt Cass and the Big Hero 6.
And yet again, this is different. Chai is different.
"Helllooo? Earth to Baymax? Bud?" Hiro's voice cuts through the robot's self-analysis, bringing him back to the present moment.
"Apologies. Lacking awareness is unusual, I will attempt to remedy it."
"Don't worry about it. This is... wow. Tadashi's computational learning code is so sick..."
"Sick." Baymax echoes the word in his usual inflection, but his code is still running loops around itself trying to adjust to the new logic.
I cannot be in love. I am a robot.
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yayyy i hope you like it ^v^
despite referencing the script of the movie, it was weirdly hard to mimic Baymax's patterns, i did my best
YOU WROTE BAYMAX PERFECTLY!!!! 💗💗 I HAD TO COLLECT MYSELF A FEW TIMES WHILE READING THIS BECAUSE I COULD EASILY PICTURE THIS SCENE ACTUALLY HAPPENING!!!!
The way you wrote Hiro was really good as well because he would find the whole situation amusing and would just look over like, “Yeah, sure Baymax. 😏” LMAO!! And the mention of the cooling fans increasing speed!!! 😭💕 EATING THAT LITTLE DETAIL UP!! And Baymax not understanding because this isn’t in his code, something has to be wrong! And AUGHHHH I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! !❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ THANK YOU FOR THIS!!