Free Hiro to the Rescue! by Disney Book Group Page B

“Oh, right,” he said, chuckling, and gave it back to Hiro.
    When the showcase ended, the brothers got great news. Hiro’s microbot had impressed the judges. He had won a spot at SFIT! They walked outside. They looked at the campus. Tadashi put his arm around Hiro.
    â€œThe Hamada brothers are going to do big things,” Tadashi said.
    â€œWe’re gonna change the world, right?” Hiro added proudly.
    Suddenly, the doors burst open and people ran from the showcase. Someone yelled, “Fire!”
    â€œHey, are you okay?” Tadashi asked a student running past.
    â€œI’m fine. Callaghan’s still in there!”
    Tadashi moved toward the hall. Hiro grabbed his brother’s shirt.
    â€œTadashi, no!” he shouted.
    His brother looked at him. “Callaghan’s in there. Someone has to help!”
    Hiro let go. Then he watched Tadashi run inside the hall. There was a loud explosion.
    â€œTadashi!” Hiro screamed. But Tadashi didn’t come back.

    The next day, people began putting flowers on the steps leading to the robotics lab in honor of both Tadashi and Professor Callaghan.
    Honey, Wasabi, Go Go, and Fred found Hiro. They hugged him. Nothing helped.
    Tears ran down the boy’s face. “Tadashi!” he cried.

R ain hit the window of Hiro and Tadashi’s room. It was quiet. Tadashi’s baseball cap lay on his bed.
    Hiro sat alone on his beanbag chair with his old battle bot in his hands.
    Aunt Cass knocked on the door.
    â€œHey, sweetie!” she said. Aunt Cass tried to sound happy. She brought Hiro breakfast. She went to the window and raised the blinds. “You get any sleep?” She looked at his plate of food from the night before. He hadn’t eaten a thing. “The university called again,” she added. “It’s not too late to register.”
    â€œI’ll think about it,” Hiro said.
    Aunt Cass quietly left. Hiro got up and closed the window blinds. School had started. But Hiro no longer cared.
    Hiro headed toward his bed and dropped his battle bot on his toe. “Ow!”
    Something moved near Tadashi’s bed.
    Baymax, Tadashi’s robot, inflated to full size. He had been in the room since the showcase! Hiro’s cry of pain had made him activate.
    Hiro was so shocked to see him, he tripped.
    â€œOn a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?” Baymax asked.

    â€œZero,” Hiro answered, wishing Baymax would return to his charging station.
    Baymax scanned Hiro. “No injuries,” he reported. “However, your hormone and neurotransmitter levels indicate that you are experiencing mood swings; common in adolescence. Diagnosis: puberty.”
    â€œWhoa! What?” Hiro said. “Okay, time to shrink now!” He pushed the robot toward his charging station.
    Baymax continued. “You should experience an increase in body hair—”
    â€œThank you!” Hiro shouted. He did not want to hear about body hair!
    Hiro tripped and fell. As he lay on the floor, he heard a noise coming from a hoodie peeking out from under his bed. A microbot was in one of the pockets! It was the one that Alistair Krei had handed back to him. It had survived the fire at the showcase because Hiro had taken it home.
    The microbot buzzed! Hiro placed it in a petri dish. It’s rattling against the glass like it wants to join the other microbots , Hiro thought. But the others were destroyed in the fire!
    â€œDumb thing’s broken!” he said.
    Baymax was interested in the microbot. “Your tiny robot is trying to go somewhere,” he said.
    Hiro sat down at his desk and began working on his fight bot. “Why don’t you find out where it’s trying to go?”
    Baymax picked up the petri dish. The bot continued to buzz in one specific direction. It was like a compass. Baymax followed it out of the room.
    Moments later, horns honked and tires screeched. Baymax was