G'day, readers!
I hope you all had a wonderful Mother's Day and got to spend some time with your mama's and family. :) I did! I could write a long,
long blog post about everything my mother does and all of the things she puts up with and how much she still loves us. And I certainly love her for it! But today, I am going to post a fanfiction.
Yes, I am in love with Disney's latest masterpiece, Big Hero 6. IT IS AMAZING!!!!!!!!! And so, I wrote this fanfiction for it. Any body else watch all the way through to watch the after the credits scene with tears streaming down their face in hope that Tadashi might make a sudden re-appearance?? Well, I did. During said credits, there is a little "scene" I guess you could call it, that shows a bunch of newspaper articles. Some of them depict Big Hero 6 saving and defending the people of San Fransokyo, others hail Hiro's genius. But there was one that showed the grand reopening of the SFIT showcase hall. Or as the newspaper article says, the Tadashi Hamada building. And thus this fanfiction was born....
Proud of You
A
Big Hero 6 Fanfiction
Hiro stared fixedly at
his notecards and sucked on his lower lip.
All I have to do is go through this darn speech one
time. Just one time and I'll be alright.
He
cleared his throat and opened his mouth to begin. Then closed it with
a frustrated groan.
“It's no use, Aunt
Cass! I'll never be able to do this speech. Ever! They're just going
to have to get someone else to do it.” He exclaimed, throwing
himself onto the couch.
“No, no, no, Hiro,
don't give up! You can do this, I know you can.” Aunt Cass said
from her seat on the other side of the room.
Hiro shook his head
miserably.
“You have to at least
go through it once before you give up. Remember how good you did with
your SFIT presentation?”
“But that's nothing
like this!” Hiro retorted, throwing his hands in the air. “If I
mess this up, no one will ever forgive me. Honey Lemon, Wasabi, GoGo,
Fred... They will all hate me.”
Hiro dropped his
notecards on the ground and buried his head in his hands.
“No one is going to
hate you.” Aunt Cass laughed, standing up from her chair and
walking over to her nephew. She knelt down next to him and began
picking up his scattered speech. “And you're not going to mess this
up. You're going to be amazing, I promise you.”
Hiro remained silent
and didn't move from his position.
Aunt Cass quietly
sighed, pushing back a graying strand of hair out of her face.
Straightening the gathered notecards, she placed them on the nearest
end table and settled down next to Hiro. She stared at the old carpet
on the floor as she pursed her lips together thoughtfully.
“Hiro, I'm kind of
thinking you're not really worried about your friends hating you.
Maybe you're more worried about hating yourself if this all goes
south.” She looked over at Hiro questioningly.
He
shrugged his shoulders.
“Oh Hiro, you can't,”
Aunt Cass said, circling her arms around Hiro. “You can't do that
to yourself over something so silly.”
“It's not silly!”
He cried, flinging his head up from it's downward position. He
quickly turned away, but not before Aunt Cass saw the tears in his
eyes.
“You're right. It's
not.” She said gently, arm still around Hiro's shoulders. “I know
how important this is to you. But it really isn't the end of the
world if you do mess up. Which you won't.”
She gave his shoulders
an encouraging shake. “And even if you do, you know who will still
be proud of you?”
She waited for Hiro to
reply. He nodded slowly, still unwilling to speak.
“I'll be proud of
you, and your friends will be proud of you. But the one who'll be the
proudest of us all is your brother. If Tadashi could see you now, he
would be...”
She paused, lifting her
gaze to the ceiling as she searched for the right word. “He would
be exploding with pride! You always meant so much to him, Hiro, more
than anything in the world. I know he's so happy for you, and so, so,
proud of you. You know that, right?”
Hiro glanced over at
her and nodded.
“Do you really know?”
She demanded, squeezing his body against hers and tousling his thick
black hair.
“Yes, I know! I
know!” He said, a smile tugging at his mouth as he pulled out of
her grip. He finger combed his hair, glaring at her teasingly as he
sniffed back his tears.
“Good thing.” Aunt
Cass said, smiling tenderly at him. She gave him another hug before
handing him his notecards back.
“You'd better get to
work.” She urged. Hiro got up with a playful groan and took the
offered notecards from Aunt Cass.
“Let's try this
again.” He said.
*
* * *
“Why are there so
many people?” Hiro asked, eyes wandering restlessly over the
enormous crowd assembled before him.
“Why wouldn't there
be?” GoGo replied, putting a hand on her hip. “The showcase fire
affected pretty much everyone in the entire city. I think that the
grand re-opening is something they're going to want to see.”
“Don't be so hard on
him, GoGo. He's just nervous.” Honey Lemon said, putting a hand on
Hiro's head and smiling widely at him. He tried to smile back, but it
ended up looking more like a grimace.
“You'll be fine,
Hiro.” Wasabi said, looking down at Hiro encouragingly.
“Yeah man, don't
sweat it. You're going to be awesome up there.” Fred added. He
patted Hiro on the back.
“Thanks guys.” Hiro
croaked, trying to give them all a better smile.
The audience began to
clap, and Hiro realized with a start that the speaker before him had
finished.
“Thank you for that
lovely speech, Professor Kantz.” The announcer's voice echoed over
the loudspeakers. “At this time we would like to ask Hiro Hamada to
come to the stage and present the dedication speech.”
Hiro's face paled. With
shaking fingers, he straightened his suit jacket and pulled his
notecards out of his pocket.
“Here it goes.” He
muttered, giving his friends a pleading glance. He so badly wanted
one of them to jump up on the stage and do this speech for him. But
no one was volunteering.
“Don't be such a
sissy, Hiro.” GoGo said, the sincerity in her eyes undermining her
hard words.
Honey Lemon gave him a
hug and a peck on the cheek. The rest of the team patted him on the
back and offered a few hurried whispers of encouragement.
Hiro took a deep breath
and after glancing back at his friends one more time, walked up the
three steps that led to the raised platform.
He
took another slow, deep breath to try and calm his fluttering nerves
as he approached the podium. As he stood behind it, he couldn't help
but notice it had been lowered to accommodate his height. He
appreciated the thought, but he could feel the tips of his ears
turning red in embarrassment and he thought he heard someone in the
audience titter. This wasn't exactly the start he had been hoping
for, but it was the one he had been expecting.
Aunt Cass sat in the
front aisle in the center of the row. She gave him a thumbs up from
her seat and mouthed the words, “You can do it.”
Hiro settled the
notecards of his speech on the stand as he timidly looked up at the
rest of the audience. Hundreds of people stared back at him
expectantly. Hiro gulped.
How in the world am I supposed to make a good
impression on all of these people? He
thought to himself, fear paralyzing him for a moment.
But then Aunt Cass'
words came back to him. She had said that no matter what happened,
she would still be proud of him, and his friends would too. And most
importantly, so would Tadashi. In the end, it didn't matter what all
of those other people thought as long as the people close to him were
proud.
Clearing his throat,
Hiro adjusted the microphone and began.
“My name is Hiro.
Tadashi Hamada was my older brother. And in case you didn't know,
this building is dedicated to him.”
Hiro's voice rang out
clearly over the sound system. Something about this made him feel a
little more confident, and he continued.
“One year ago, the
showcase hall for San Fransokyo Institute of Technology burned to the
ground. Millions of dollars worth of tech burned with it, some of
which was mine. But that wasn't the only thing the fire took.
“Everyone got out of
the building safely aside from some smoke inhalation. Everyone, that
is, except for one man. My brother, who wasn't even inside when the
fire started, ran into the burning building to try and save this
man's life. But then there was an explosion, and Tadashi...” Hiro's
voice cracked.
“Tadashi didn't make
it out.”
He
paused. Hiro took a shaky breath, furiously trying to blink the tears
out of his eyes.
Don't break down, Hiro. He
told himself. Just get through this.
“What my brother did
was an act of heroism and selflessness that I can't even comprehend.
Tadashi willingly gave himself up for someone else. That was how much
he valued life. That was how brave and selfless he was. And this
building is dedicated to him.”
Hiro looked down at his
notecards for what to say next. But what he had written down didn't
feel right. He wrestled for with what to do, and made the
split-second decision to speak from his heart.
“What I'm trying to
say, is that the inventions and tech the students at this college are
putting here, myself included, are going to affect people. Through
our inventions, we have the opportunity to help people, to make a
difference in the world. Some of you already have. Tadashi supported
SFIT as much as he did because he believed in that. He believed with
all his heart we could do that. And I believe it to.”
Hiro stepped out from
behind the podium. “So not only is this building dedicated to
Tadashi, but also to the dreams of all the students here and the
changes they're going to make in the world. This building is
dedicated to their bravery, and their effort, and their endless hope.
This building is dedicated to the future.”
Hiro looked behind him
and nodded at the workers standing on stage. They heaved on the ropes
holding back the red curtain at the back of the stage to reveal the
beginnings of the brand new SFIT showcase hall. Rising up on the side
was a pillar of stone with a shining plaque on it. On that plaque
were the words “Tadashi Hamada Building; dedicated to young men and
women with the hearts of lions beating in their chests.”
The crowd began to
cheer and clap wildly and they all stood to their feet. Many of them
were wiping tears from their eyes and Hiro looked at them in
surprise. Never in all of the many different endings he had thought
up in his head had he envisioned a reaction like this.
Aunt Cass caught Hiro's
gaze and she smiled at him. Tears glistened in her proud eyes, and
Hiro realized that she had never expected anything less. None of his
friends had expected less either. All Aunt Cass did was nod at him,
but Hiro understood what she meant. He smiled a real smile back at
her and looked over at the showcase hall. Hiro knew now that they
weren't the only ones who were proud of him.
He
could almost feel a grinning Tadashi standing next to him, giving him
a punch on the shoulder and saying, “Good job, Hiro. I knew you
could do it.”
Hiro smiled wistfully.
“Thanks Tadashi.”
He whispered.
Thank you all SO VERY MUCH for reading this!!!! Literally no one else besides myself has laid eyes on it before this, so comments and critiques are more than welcome!!! Thank you all again and have a great week!
MR
P.S. I've included a super fast doodle of Hiro as my cover picture. The reason he looks older than he does in the movie is because a.) in my fanfiction he is and b.) It is too late and I'm am too tired to fix him. XP
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