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Mistletoe Mayhem: A Christmas Gift for

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“Hiiiroooooooooo!”

Oh boy.

Something was up.

Hiro Hamada, SFIT’s resident robotics prodigy/superhero/lovable scamp/”genius boy” turned his chair around to welcome on the unwanted and unexpected visitor, but he didn’t even need to open his eyes to know who it was.

Good. More time to massage his temples.

“Oh… Are you… Ok?”, Karmi Khan, SFIT’s resident Bio-Tech prodigy/Big Hero 6 fangirl/lovable tsundere/“Best girl” (oh wait, that’s my nickname for her) found herself exhibiting an unusual emotion, at least, unusual in her relationship with the brunette boy trying not to sigh heavily.

Hiro sighed heavily, contradicting me. “Karmi, I thought we were beyond petty fights! And I didn’t mean to leave my lunch behind in your lab!”

Despite its slight surprise, Hiro expected a Karmi visit today. Good news or bad, his new friend (who he may or may not have slight feelings for) had been making daily check ups.

What he didn’t expect (though he chided himself for that) was Karmi leaping up to him and hushing him with her finger, fear and alarm in her eyes.

Moving the finger wordlessly, an annoyed Hiro with a raised eyebrow asked a sort of pointless question. “Karmi, are we seriously still doing this?”

Karmi blushed red faster than light traveling in space and, with an incredibly impressive backflip, closed the door to Hiro’s lab and jumped back to him, her eyes darting around madly.

Hiro stayed still in his seat, before lifting a perfect 10 sign.

“Of course we still are seriously doing this! I’ll even do it absurdly, if the need arises!”, Karmi told him off, before wordlessly nodding at the other seat.

Hiro nodded in approval and Karmi sat down, taking his bag of gummi bears.

“Hey, I never nodded at that!”, Hiro remarked, with half a smile.

“General vicinity, Genius Boy.”, Karmi bit back humorously, and she began to stuff a few in.

Hiro shook his head in adoration and they resumed their conversation.

“So, let me get this straight: Even though we’ve made up, even though everyone basically knows we’re friends now, and even though we’re smart enough NOW to know that there is something between us, you want to keep it secret?”

“First of all, we are not dating, if that’s what you’re implying!”, Karmi, with a slightly full mouth, was wuick to correct.

Pointing at him, she continued. “I may feel slightly sort of very intense feelings for you, but we are NOT dating.”

Hiro slow clapped, a cocky smile gracing his lips. “And the Nobel prize for best explanation goes to…”

“Ha, ha! I see you still major in comedy.”, Karmi retorted, but deep down she thought it was funny.

She didn’t hide it as often these days, she was a lot more open in her adoration, but she had to hide it.

At least… Here.

Hiro, standing up and resuming his previous operation of fixing his armor, asked the necessary question. “So, I assume you’re not only here to remind me of what I already know.”

Standing up as well and already peering over his shoulder (to his half annoyance-amusement), Karmi supplied the answer with a copy of the school paper. “Somehow, I am actually here to inform you of something you really should know.”

Hiro stared at the paper in front of him before dryly remarking. “Not only do I not bother with print, but why would I care about a celebration of meat loaf in Room 3B?”

Karmi took the paper back, grunted, and turned it around.

Hiro’s eyes scanned the words and still looked phased as they reverted to Karmi’s beautiful…

“Don’t think it. Not yet.”, he thought.

Anyhow, Hiro was still confused. “A Christmas party is the problem? And here I thought the only Scrooge was Professor Granville.”

“Actually, she REALLY loves Christmas.”, Karmi corrected, and Hiro couldn’t help but chuckle, raising the smallest smile on the girl.

“Professor Granville and Christmas? Yeah, I’ll believe it when I see it.”

He then stood up and crossed his arms, observing her with curiosity. “So, do please enlighten me to the “humbug” in the situation.”

Karmi sighed, wondering how dense can one admittedly lovable boy be. “Hiro, surely even you know that a Christmas party with mistletoe and your friends is a recepie for disaster.”

Now, Karmi’s assertion was absolutely true in every way.

It was her timing that was a little off.

Hiro began choking on the gummy bear that he extracted from the left over bag while Baymax woke up.

“I was alerted to your presence when you made choking sounds. Like this!”

Baymax began impersonating the choking noises quite adaquatley, and now it was Karmi’s turn to lift a perfect 10 sign as Hiro thankfully spat out the sweet.

“I’m… Fine, Baymax.”

Hiro did NOT want the inevitable…

“My diagnosis is different. You appear to also be afflicted with a rapid heartbeat, sweaty palms, and hormonal activity retaining to…”

“IAMSATISFIEDWITHMYCARE!”

Baymax quickly shut down and Hiro, who had dashed to his robotic friend, was now panting on the marshmallow body.

THAT was close.

“Hiding it… You’re right, Hiro. It really is sad.”

Hiro snapped back, pouting. “Uh, of the three people in this room, who barged in to tell me of the ever present and horrible danger of mistletoe?”

“Karmi! Karmi did!”, a voice answered from above.

“Yes! Well said!”, Hiro congratulated, before realizing someone was above them.

“What the…”, Hiro and Karmi both said at the same time as they looked up and saw…

“FRED ATTACK!”

Fred dropped down from the ceiling, suction cups in his hands, and he bowed down exaggeratedly. “A thank you! A thank you!”

Hiro and Karmi, blushing wildly, stammered and stumbled out unfinished questions. “Why are you… What are you… How did you…”

“Oh! I was just sticking up on the wall with suction cups to hear your inevitable conversation over mistletoe. GoGo sent me!”, Fred informed with zero hint of awareness.

Hiro and Karmi both sighed. “GoGo…”

For some reason, GoGo was sort of fixated on proving that the two had feelings for each other. WHICH THEY DID NOT!

But still, it was a recurring theme.

And Fred had been roped in.

Karmi, however, sensed a hole in the plan, and she grinned smugly as she approached the rich teen, a sight Hiro had to admit he had grown accustomed to.

“Ah, but Mr. Frederickson, therin lies a problem in your plan!”

She prodded him on the chest, cocky and sure. “We both clearly don’t want to kiss under the mistletoe, if one assumes you heard the entire conversation!”

Hiro sat down, cocky too, and the two teens high fived. “She’s got you there, Fred!”

But now it was Fred’s turn to cockily smile as he left the room. “Oh, that is true… But of course, 4 against 2 is quite the advantage…”

And as he shut the door, Hiro and Karmi both blushed beet red and looked at each other with fear and alarm.

They may have only become friends four months ago, but they were very much in synch enough for this statement:

“We have GOT to stop this kiss.”

“…Are you ready?”

Hiro’s palms felt very sticky and sweaty, and he tried to wipe them on his ugly robotics Christmas sweater.

“…Well, that depends. Do you have everything?”

Karmi’s mouth felt very dry, and she hoped that her fidgety hands would not be noticed.

“…I do.”

Hiro wished the floor could swallow him whole.

“Well… Let’s go stop your weirdo friends from making us kiss.”

Karmi wished that she could stop time so she could run away and live on an island with a giraffe named Kenneth, but that wasn’t happening any time soon.

Hiro gripped the doorknob and Karmi gulped.

“Yes… Let’s do that…”

Suddenly overreacting, both teens kicked the door down, revealing the main SFIT hall to be decorated with bowls of holly and somehow endearing yet still a little kitschy ornaments, from the usual bells, reindeer and Santa dolls to the less traditional Kaiju with a Santa hat.

Blinding lights, cheery Christmas carols belted out from a humongous speaker system and many ugly Christmas sweaters enjoying the not exactly (but let’s not kid ourselves) spiked egg nog.

Professor Granville would SURELY not like this!

“Mr. Frederickson, is that festive Kaiju yours by any chance?”, the as ever serious and dry tone of Professor Grace Granville was not music to Fred’s ears, as he and his friends were still hatching their plot.

Turning around with remarkable speed, Fred smiled sheepishly. “Why, it is! I seem to have…”

Honey Lemon piped in. “Misplaced it!”

Fred pointed back at her, grateful and jubilant. “YES! Misplaced it! Nice!”

He turned around, cocky grin. “As my very helpful friend just informed you, I have misplaced this awesome beat of awesomeness! Don’t worry, I will have him removed immediately, as he is…”

“Unfit?”, Wasabi offered hopefully.

“Yep! That was the word I was looking for! Unfit for this great hall of Christmassy Christmas!”

Fred smiled innocently, as did Wasabi and Honey Lemon (GoGo couldn’t be bothered).

“Why, yes, Mr. Frederickson, he IS most unfit.”, Granville informed, before suddenly attaching a white beard to the Kaiju’s face.

As Fred and the others gaped in shock, Granville beamed and danced off in a hurry. “IT’S CHRISTMAS! FUCK YEAH!”

The foursome blinked in confusion before stating the obvious. “Huh! Who knew?”

Hiro and Karmi, meanwhile, were hiding behind one of the snack tables.

The cold floor was not very welcome, but Hiro’s butt would have to live with it as Karmi laid down the game plan.

“Ok, so we have four obstacles to encounter: Fred, Honey Lemon, Wasabi and GoGo.”

Hiro set down a small circular device, which, when opened, revealed a 2-D hologram of his friends, now turned enemies.

Removing the Fred hologram, Hiro threw him onto Karmi’s arms. “Fred is too excitable not to strike first. And knowing him, his plan will involve comic books!”

Now lying down on his stomach, Karmi repeating the act, Hiro took out Issue 2500 of Big Heroes and opened it on the final page.

“Thanks to extensive research…”

“I.E, listening in on Fred in the shower.”, Karmi rubbed in, and Hiro rolled his eyes.

“Hey, he signs everything in the shower! Easy pickings!”

Reverting to the plan, Hiro cleared his throat. “Moving on, this issue of Big Heroes end with Mr. Moe, the superhero who uses cuteness as a weapon, accidentally getting a mistletoe kiss from his on and off rival friend Haley Tju.”

Hiro then pointed at a specific panel, one that is almost directly before the kiss. “And it happens because Fanboy Kaiju, the shipping trash monster, lures Mr. Moe under the mistletoe.”

Karmi nodded, understanding fully. “You’re more used to Fred, so you should tackle him.”

Hiro shook his head though, surprising his partner. “That’s what he WANTS! We need to surprise him, not play into his plan!”

“He’d be expecting us to… No, you know what? I’m not going to even finish that one, he’s not smart enough.”

Hiro and Karmi shared a small laugh and Karmi inserted the hologram into her folds as Hiro then picked up Honey Lemon.

“You seem to be closer to her…”

“Bio-Besties. Not the term I’d choose, but she likes it.”, Karmi admitted, with a small smile. She sort of liked how much Honey Lemon cared.

Hiro pocketed this one. “Well, then, this one goes to me.”

Next was Wasabi. “Now, Wasabi is probably going to be the easiest to handle.”

“So I should have him!”, Karmi demanded, and she made a grab for the hologram, but Hiro kept it at arm’s length.

“Hey! I already have to deal with Honey Lemon! I want Wasabi!”

Karmi kept reaching for the hologram, though, grunting in frustration as Hiro stuck his tongue out.

“Hiro! I should handle him! I actually know his weakness!”

“Oh, please! Everyone knows it’s dirt! Even Mel, that one moron we fought once knows!”

“Hurtful!”, Mel called out of nowhere.

Karmi had to counter and fast, if she wanted to stop Wasabi.

Luckily, she really did know his weakness.

“No, Genius Boy! I’m talking about his OTHER weakness!”

Hiro laid there, dumbfounded. “…What other weakness?”

Using this for her advantage, Karmi snatched the hologram and send it flying into her folds.

“Exactly.”, she grinned smugly, but Hiro couldn’t help but laugh at that.

In an odd way, she had become so endearing to him, that he really didn’t mind.

Finally, they reached the one they dreaded most.

“And then there was one…”, Hiro announced morbidly, and a hologram of GoGo popped up.

Both teens gulped in fear, clearly uneasy. GoGo was not just a physical challenge with her strength and speed, and a mental challenge with her brains: She was also determined to make fun of Hiro and Karmi’s… TOTALLY NOT ROMANTIC relationship.

She was cunning, she was tough, and she would stop at nothing, efforts be damned.

Hiro and Karmi exchanged knowing looks, and without a word, silently nodded.

This would require all hands on deck. The two could only prevail by teaming up on GoGo.

Slicing her in half, each one received a GoGo, the mission now ready to be taken on.

Extending his hand, Hiro smiled encouragingly. “Good luck.”

Karmi took the opportunity to barb with him, but she too was genuine deep down. “I mean, you’re the one who’s gonna need all the luck, but why sweat the small stuff?”

The two giggled for a moment, before realizing how close they were on the floor to each other.

Close enough to look into each other’s eyes, feel each other’s breaths…

Maybe…

Even…

K…

“OK, LET’S GET ON WITH THIS!”, Hiro suddenly shouted out, and he and Karmi, with VERY red faces, stood up and went to their positions.

Shifting through a sea of slightly tipsy college students and robots “attempting” to do the Macarena, Karmi nearly tripped over a few feet, before finally finding Fred.

Not that it was hard.

“JINGLE BELLS, JINGLE BELLS, I DON’T KNOW THE WORDS! JINGLE JINGLE JINGLE JINGLE MOTHERFU(BLEEP) JINGLE!”

The strangest part of Fred singing wildly and flailing all over the place in a Fanboy Kaiju costume, slurring all the words, was that he hadn’t drunk a single thing that night.

Huh.

Karmi, however, was a lot more cool and collected, and she grinned to herself as she turned her back to the rich boy and put on a certain hoodie.

“Karmi Khan, you are a genius! Why, thank you, Karmi! You’re welcome, Karmi!”, Karmi congratulated herself, leading Hiro to radio in “Modest, much?”

“Says the guy who has an edited recording of Tadashi saying “Noice and Toight” every time you succeed.”

“…I would like to withdraw my comments from the record. The floor is yours, Ms. Khan.”

Chuckling to herself, Karmi then took out a pre-recorded sound byte of Hiro, which she played right next to Fred after bumping into him.

“Sorry, Fred! I’m just such a clumsy weirdo! Also, Karmi is smarter than me!”

“THAT SOUNDS EXACTLY LIKE HIRO! TIME FOR OPERATION “MAKE SHIP SHIP AND ALSO LEARN TO SPEAK PROPERLY OR SOMETHING WHY DOO BUTTERFLIES CALL THEMSELVES BUTTERFLIES IF THEY PREFER MARGARINE?” TO START!”

“Seriously? What if Fred wasn’t a total car crash of a human being?”, Hiro asked, annoyed.

As Karmi Naruto ran away from a lumbering Fred, she radioed back with a playful grin “As if you don’t have a bantery recording of me somewhere!”

Tucking in his deepfaked “Karmi sings “I’m a Barbie Girl” recording, Hiro sheepishly confessed with a “Yeah, probably, kind of, I wouldn’t know…”

Karmi continued to dash along, pushing students to the side as Fred lumbered down the room, knocking even more.

“HIRO! WAIT UP! I NEED YOU TO STOP SO I CAN ENFORCE ROMANCE ONTO YOUR LIFE!”

“Wow, he’s not being subtle about this.” Hiro radioed Karmi as she slid under a table to hide for the moment.

Karmi agreed, panting as Fred continued running for no reason. “I know, right? Why the heck would GoGo let him in on the plan?”

What Hiro didn’t know, as he hid in the mini fridge, was that someone was already there…

Waiting to strike.

“Well… Maybe because GoGo knew that you’d send Karmi after Fred, so she sent me to follow you?”

“H’mm… Maybe…”, Hiro said, scratching his chin, before realizing that someone was now… Right behind him…

Beaming brightly, Honey Lemon waved cheerfully. “Hey, Hiro! Don’t mind me, GoGo just asked me to force a mistletoe kiss between you and Karmi.”

As Honey Lemon tapped her chin, stating that she considered it “a little immoral, but whatever”, Hiro slowly got out of the mini fridge.

“Karmi, I am being pursued by Honey Lemon! Fred is a diversion, I repeat FRED IS A DIVERSION!”

Karmi was startled, the plan not spiraling out of motion, so much so that she stood up and dropped one of the snack tables.

Food and punch spilled all over the floor, and many students turned around, seeing Karmi in Hiro’s hoodie.

Karmi had to come up with an excuse, and fast!

“…Hey?”

Karmi was a genius, but even she was liable for a total “doi” moment.

Unexpectedly, the students all suddenly picked up their own Hiro Hoodies, gesturing at them excitedly.

“Huh. And I thought I was the only one who found it amazing.”

“What?!”, Hiro, who was being chased by a giggling Honey Lemon with a butterfly net, asked incredulously.

“NOTHING!”, Karmi shouted back.

Able to focus now, Karmi started to think. “Fred as a diversion makes sense… And honestly, he should be out of my hair for now, since he’s a total moron…”

“YEP! THAT’S ME! A TOTAL MORON!”, Fred confirmed as he breakdanced.

Karmi fist pumped, seeing victory coming in hot. “PERFECT!”

She took off the hoodie and narrowly dodged flailing elbows as she radioed a now roof climbing Hiro, who hissed like a cat as Honey Lemon jumped up and down to reach him.

“I’m taking on Wasabi! Fred basically took himself down!”, Karmi informed as she leapt over a pile of presents.

Peaking down, she moaned. “Aw man, none for me?”

“Great! I just wish I could take Honey Lemon down!”, Hiro replied as he swung from one sleigh decoration to the next, Honey Lemon still in pursuit.

Karmi slid between some elves legs. “What even was your plan?”

Hiro narrowly reached the tree, hissing still as Honey Lemon barked enthusiastically. “I WAS GOING TO SPEAK TO HER NORMALLY! I THOUGHT SHE WAS SANE!”

“YOU’RE MY OTP, WHAT DO YOU WANT?”

“WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!?!”

“Only true pairing.”, Karmi helpfully informed as she finally reached Wasabi, who was holding a vacuum cleaner of sorts and “calming” himself down by talking to himself.

“Just relax, big guy. Suck your two friends in, make em kiss, and all will be fine…”, Wasabi whispered to himself, not realizing that Karmi was right behind him.

Hiro, who could see this from the tree, prayed for Karmi. “With how hard this has been, who knows if Karmi can take on Wasabi! I hope she fares better than I have.”

Karmi suddenly looked back and winked at Hiro, causing his heart to skip a beat.

Turning back to Wasabi, Karmi tapped him on the shoulder.

“AAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!”, Wasabi screamed as Karmi waved back.

“Hey, Wasabi!”, Karmi greeted with a smile and closed eyes.

Wasabi, calming down, waved back, his green sweater already stained with sweat. “Hey, Karmi!”

Getting a little fidgety, Wasabi pointed at his device. “Say, I know this is weird, but GoGo be GoGo, you know! Um… Can you, like, let me suck you into this for kissing Hiro reasons?”

Karmi put a comforting hand on Wasabi’s shoulder, apologetic. “Why, I’d love to, but I’m sort of busy.”

Wasabi blinked, confused. Had he failed the mission? “Busy? Doing what?”

Karmi suddenly unveiled what looked like Chris. “Hooking you up with Chris’ good twin who in no way is a criminal, Finn!”

Wasabi took one look at the dashing man before him, with lovely blond hair and a sparkling smile, and then resumed staring at Karmi.

“Don’t snitch on me and you’ve got yourself a deal!”

“Wouldn’t dream of it!”, Karmi vowed, shaking Wasabi’s hand and watching as the two guys had a gay old time (kill me).

Hiro, however, was less pleased. “HOW DID SHE GET ALL THE EASY ONES?!”

Honey Lemon, meanwhile, continued to surround the tree. “Hiro… Come out, come out! I only want to ensure your happiness and fuzzy feelings!”

The mad look on her eyes didn’t ease his soul, however.

Hanging on to the tree, Hiro sighed. What could he do? Karmi was clearly smarter!

He was just a…

“A failure…”

Karmi, meanwhile, who was still being very smug, was about to radio some more banter when she saw that her friend was seemingly lost.

This made no sense to Karmi. Sure, she was clearly the real brains of the duo, but Hiro was a genius too!

This should be easy for him!

And if Karmi was really being honest, she totally believed Hiro could do anything if he put his mind to it!

Seeing him like this depressed her. He needed some motivation.

Perhaps…

No, no, she couldn’t!

Not in front of all these people!

But deep down, Karmi knew that she had to.

“That’s…”

She took a deep breath and braced herself.

“That’s what friends do.”

And she smiled a little smile as she realized that Hiro really was her friend…

And she knew that she wanted to go the distance for him.

Now, usually, a writer for this fandom would most understandably use Tadashi as an inspirational motivator for a moment like this.

But this time, someone else motivated Hiro.

“COME ON, HIRO! YOU CAN DO THIS!”

Looking down, Hiro saw Karmi do something totally unexpected: She was cheering for him.

Not just cheering, but holding a sign with his name and jumping around like a cheerleader (and Karmi HATED cheerleaders!).

“Who’s a genius, who’s a boy? Who’s gonna spread some Christmas joy? HIRO! HIIIIIRO!”

Hiro was shocked at this exhibition of affection.

But he was also touched.

Enough to flip down from the tree and finally get Honey Lemon to leave him alone.

“Karmi, read this slip of paper!”, Hiro ordered, as he slipped her a slip.

Karmi grabbed the slip and read out loud.

“Tadashi is gone?”

Hiro suddenly burst into tears, the water level slowly rising in the party.

Honey Lemon immediately threw away her butterfly net and hugged Hiro, comforting him. “Oh, Hiro! I am so sorry! But Tadashi isn’t gone!”

Hiro cried on her shoulder and she patted his back, making him feel a bit better.

“How can I make you feel better?”, Honey Lemon asked, kissing his forehead.

Sniffling, Hiro mumbled “If you could leave me and Karmi alone, that would be great.”

Nodding vibrantly, Honey Lemon ran out of the room. “No problem, Hiro! Just don’t cry!”

Immediately wiping his tears away, Hiro cockily grinned at Karmi, who raised an impressed eyebrow. “Not bad, Genius Boy!”

Hiro chuckled and high fived her, before suddenly getting a little shy. “So… You really meant all that before? I thought… I thought you wanted to keep this a secret of sorts.”

Karmi now was a little red, but she stood up for her feelings.

Smiling, she grabbed hold of his hand. “…Well… I’ve got your back. We are friends… No?”

Hiro smiled and shook back. “Yeah… We are…”

Holding on perhaps a little too long, feeling for once not alone, the two teens smiled before suddenly hearing a squee above them.

Turning in horror, they saw Fred and laughed.

“Oh, that’s rich! You’re going to stop us?”, the two geniuses challenged the shipper.

Fred suddenly began to laugh sort of… Evilly.

In fact, his whole body shook quite visibly as he laughed, causing Hiro and Karmi to exchange worried glances. “…Fred? You ok, buddy?”

But Fred wasn’t there.

Instead, it was…

“GLOBBY?!”, Hiro and Karmi shouted as the former villain turned friend appeared.

“YES! IT WAS I, GLOBBY!”, the pink ally pointed at himself.

Turning again into Fred, he explained. “Fred may be dumb, but not THAT dumb! I was sent as a distraction to lower your guards!”

“Fred” then grinned and pointed behind them. “Ah! I see Uncle Globby’s shipper squad is already here!”

Hiro and Karmi gasped and turned around, fully expecting GoGo but instead seeing…

“AUNT CASS?!”, Hiro screamed, disbelieving the maternal figure behind him, holding very sticky bread mix.

“FELONY CARL?!”, Karmi screamed, shocked to find the former criminal with open and ready hands.

“And me!”

“…Yama?”

Yama shrugged, smiling. “What can I say? You’re adorable!”

Hiro and Karmi slowly backed away to the wall, scared out of their wits, as the four figures approached them “maliciously”.

“Listen, guys, we don’t have to do it this way!”, Hiro nervously tried to convince as he ran out of floor.

“Really, maybe we can postpone this to Valentines? WAY more romantic! NOT THAT I WANT TO!”, Karmi offered, sweat dripping down her neck.

“Nope! This is the end of the line, kids! You gonna kiss!”, Globby said, and the four laughed evilly.

It seemed like all hope was lost as Hiro and Karmi hugged each other in fright.

That is…

Until something else unexpected happened.

Just before Globby could grab them.

CRASH!

“Hello!”

Baymax, dressed as Santa Claus with Mini Max as a reindeer, crashed down the roof and onto the four shippers (the sleigh was made of marshmallow, so no one was hurt).

“Baymax! Oh, you are the best!”, Hiro and Karmi hugged the robot as the four shippers shrugged and ate the marshmallow sleigh.

“No one is the best, Hiro. The best is an unmeasurable…”

“Yeah, great, see ya!”

Hiro and Karmi decided to make a mad dash for the door, when they suddenly realized something.

“Hiro, wait! GoGo and Fred are still out there!”

“I know! Let’s get out before they get us!”

Karmi blocked the door, and Hiro looked at her, puzzled.

“Karmi, I’m trying to run away here.”

“Hiro, think! If GoGo and Fred went to such extremes to make us kiss, they could be hiding somewhere with a portable mistletoe!”

Hiro turned white. “Oh shit.”

Karmi gripped his hand and looked at the party, with terrified eyes, as they began to walk in, approaching a closet door.

“I hate saying this, but we need to stop them first. It’s the only way.”

Hiro gulped, but smiled. “Ok. We’ll do this…”

He extended a hand. “Together!”

Karmi grinned and shook back. “You said it, friend!”

But as they shook, Hiro suddenly overheard an odd noise.

Karmi noticed this. “Um… Hello? Earth to Genius Boy? What’s wrong?”

Hiro shushed her and pointed at the closet.

Weird, wet noises could be heard, alongside muffled grunts.

Terrified, the two opened the door slowly, expecting a trap or a monster o even worse, a shipping Obake.

But instead, they found…

“GOGO AND FRED?!?!?!?!”

In the midst of a VERY wet and passionate makeout session were GoGo and Fred, who seemed to have forgotten all about the plan.

“You are so divine, my knight in shining armor!”

“You’re such a fucking idiot… Kiss harder.”, GoGo instructed as Fred continued.

As Karmi giggled uncontrollably, Hiro cleared his throat. “Why, my dear Karmi! I believe we are interrupting something!”

Fred and GoGo’s eyes widened and as Fred hid under his hat, GoGo, with a very phased expression, surrendered.

“Don’t tell anyone, and I’ll let you off the hook.”

Hiro and Karmi nodded, but not before GoGo added “and I WILL kill you if you tell!”

The rest of the party was surprisingly normal, especially compared to the insanity beforehand.

Pretty soon, the whole room was empty, save for Hiro and Karmi, who observed their hall of vanquish.

Karmi sighed, pleased with herself. “I must say, we really nailed it!”

Hiro, leaning on her, jokingly boasted. “Of course, much of the work was mine!”

Once, Karmi would have argued with him, and they would have wasted valuable time sniping at each other.

This time, though, Karmi just shoved him slightly, laughing. “For a genius, you’re a real idiot sometimes!”

Hiro shoved back, laughing, and it wasn’t long before they rolled around on the floor, laughing and actually feeling free to be themselves.

To be friends..

Still giggling on top of each other, the two didn’t even notice where they were…

Until, that is, Karmi looked up and…

“…Oh…”

Hiro, was on the bottom, looked at her quizzically. “What? What did you…”

Then, he saw it.

“…Oh…”

Somehow, they had let their guard down long enough to stand under the very thing they had fought all night long to avoid.

Karmi looked at Hiro.

Hiro looked at Karmi.

Both smiled weakly, embarrassed chuckles abound.

Finally, pink blushes tinging their cheeks, the two were brave enough to take the step:

“You know…”, Karmi started, really getting shy now, looking up at him with a soft smile. “…No one is here to see us…”

“Yeah…”, Hiro agreed, holding his own hands and rocking a little bit. “I mean… It can just be a secret… Between the two of us…”

“It’s not like it means anything!”

“Yeah, exactly! It’s just… A totally platonic friends thing!”

“Yeah! And nothing more!”

“No dating here!”

“Nuh uh!”

…

Finally, slowly but surely, they edged closer and closer, eyes closed…

And their lips met in near silence.

Not a single sound could be heard in the entire room, as Hiro and Karmi made each other feel special and loved for just a few seconds.

Warmth enveloped them and seconds felt like hours.

They felt…

Safe.

Finishing the kiss, the two teens held hands and looked at each other with short, slightly surprised breaths.

Slowly, they smiled softly.

“…Merry Christmas, Hiro.”, Karmi offered, blushing.

“…Merry Christmas, Karmi.”, Hiro returned.

And the two went back to their homes, hand in hand the entire way.

#big hero 6 fanfic #karmiro

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