My Armor Doesn't Always Work (Tadashi Hamada X Reader)

Part 8: The Show Case And A Fire

~My heart is like a stallion. They love it more when it's broken.~ -Fallout Boy

 "Wow, a lot of sweet tech here today." Tadashi whistles. I followed behind the gang watching Hiro be a bundle of nerves.

 "How are you feeling?"

 "You're talking to an ex-bot fighter. Takes a lot more than this to rattle me."

 "Yep, he's nervous. Oh."

 "Oh, you have nothing to fear, little fellow."

 "He's so tense."

"No, I'm not."

 "Relax, Hiro. Your tech is amazing. Tell him, Go Go."

 "Stop whining. Woman up."

"I'm fine!"

 "What do you need, little man? Deodorant? Breath mint? Fresh pair of underpants?"

 "Underpants? You need serious help."

"Hey, I come prepared."

 "I haven't done laundry in six months. One pair lasts me four days. I go front, I go back, I go inside-out. Then I go front and back". Wasabi gagged at Fred's words. The gang was being as crazy as ever and it never failed to put a smile on my face.

"Wow. That is both disgusting and awesome." Tadashi smirked. I rolled my eyes and playfully shoved him. He chuckled.

"Don't encourage him."

 "It's called 'recycling.'"

"Next presenter, Hiro Hamada." A voice called over the speakers.

 "Oh, yeah. This is it."

 "I guess I'm up."

"Okay, photo, photo! Everybody say, 'Hiro.'"

 "Hiro! Yeah!"

 "We love you, Hiro. Good luck!"

"Don't mess it up."

"Break a leg, little man."

"Science, yeah!" The gang wheeled away Hiro's microbots to the designated places

 "All right, bro. This is it. Come on. Don't leave me hanging. What's going on?" Tadashi asked concerned.

 "I really want to go here."

 "Hey. You got this." Hiro nodded. I gave him a hug and he walked up on stage.

 "Uh... Hi. My name is Hiro..." The microphone screeched making everyone cover their ears. "Sorry. My name is Hiro Hamada, and I've been working on something that I think is pretty cool. I hope you like it. This is a microbot."

'Breathe.' Tadashi whispered.

"It doesn't look like much, but when it links up with the rest of its pals..." Hiro paused as he called the rest of the microbots up to the stage. The audience gasped. "Things get a little more interesting. The microbots are controlled with this neural transmitter. I think what I want them to do...They do it. The applications for this tech are limitless." Hiro ordered them to build a structure.

 "Construction. What used to take teams of people working by hand for months or years, can now be accomplished by one person. And that's just the beginning. How about transportation Microbots can move anything anywhere, with ease." Hiro swung by and gave Tadashi a high five.

"If you can think it, the microbots can do it. The only limit is your imagination. Microbots!" Hiro finished smiling broadly.

 "That's my nephew! Yes! Whoo-hoo! My family! I love my family!" Cass yelled grabbing onto a random stranger while I hugged Tadashi.