Baymax's First Christmas || Drabble
Word Count: 545
"Now, don't you move Baymax." Hiro said, with excitement in his tone. The robot could recognize he was happy. After a long time of mourning his brother, Hiro was somewhat healed. Baymax tilted his head, wondering what the little one wanted with him. A few seconds later, Hiro came back with a shiny and pointy object in hands. His analyses told him it was a star, and he knew what purpose that star had.
"There you go. You can put it on the top of the tree!" Baymax looked down, at his hands, now holding the meaningful object. Then looked up, at the tree. It was taller than him. He raised his hands, not reaching the top. The robot stopped and looked back at Hiro. The boy laughed. "C'mon, you gotta try to reach it!". His computer was calculating the angles and strength he would need to use to either reach the top or get the tree down. He couldn't do the second one, because that would just destroy all decoration Hiro spent time into. And he wouldn't do the first one, since he could not jump high enough.
Taking a few steps back, Baymax prepared himself. Checking all his calculations, he threw the object and it fell right on the top of the Christmas tree, shaking a little but coming stable after a while.
Hiro looked at him like he had done a great deed. "That was awesome!" He shouted, raising his fist to what Baymax got used being the 'fist bump'. The robot closed his hand and touched the other's, both saying 'fa-la-la' together at the end.
Going back to Hiro's room, Baymax couldn't resist looking at Tadashi's bed. He was a robot, therefore he should not feel emotions. And yet, a small part of him knew what he was feeling could be associated to missing his former creator. He turned away, looking at Hiro. He had a squared shaped, badly wrapped, gift in hands. "For you." The boy said while raising the present.
"Gifts exchange is a well known Christmas tradition. I should not accept this until I have something to give back." Hiro laughed, shaking his head. "No, no. Baymax this is for you. You don't have to give me anything back." Baymax tilted his head, confused with the statement. "C'mon, take it!" And so he did. Unwrapping it without tearing anything apart was easy for him, since he could see from all angles where would be the best place to start.
Inside the wrapping was a picture of him and Hiro. Perhaps taken after the boy reactivated him. Signed with a messy handwriting was 'thank you'. Baymax looked up, no words spoken. "I know I know, it's a little cheesy. But hey, I made it with my heart." Hiro was smiling, emotions such as happiness, nostalgia and a bit of sadness could be found in it.
Baymax then decided it was time to give his gift, though he had not prepared it. His stomach blinked, and a picture of Tadashi and his little brother appeared. It had been taken when Hiro was accepted into San Fransokyo Institute of Technology. Hiro smiled, a single tear dropping from his face while he raised his hand and touched the picture. "Thank you, Baymax."
