A/N: IT NEVER ENDS. Okay, so this collection will be for all of my Tomadashi AU drabbles/scenarios that have no connection with canon...a.k.a. ANYTHING GOES. Awkward train meetings, having to share an umbrella at a bus stop, whatever. (That means you guys, as readers, can request oddly-specific AUs as well...I'll see what I can do :P). Meanwhile, bubblegum and baseball caps will be for more movie-verse shenanigans :)

Scenario: "I'm locked out of my apartment in my underwear and your apartment is right above mine, so could I use your fire escape?" AU

It is way too early in the morning for this. GoGo rolls out of bed, groaning, and stumbles over to her door. On the other side, someone continues knocking—polite, but firm.

She wrenches open the door, giving the best stink-eye she can in her half-awake state.

A boy stands in her doorway. Half of his hair is sticking up, the other half flattened against the side of his head, and his hand pauses in mid-air before dropping to his side. He flashes her an embarrassed smile.

"Um…sorry to bother. I was just wondering…" he coughs, clearing his throat. "You know what? Let's start over. Hi, I'm Tadashi."

"You're also in your underwear," GoGo points out helpfully, crossing her arms and leaning against the doorframe.

Tadashi blinks, looking down. "Right. Um, yeah…oh, good grief," he exhales heavily, covering his face with a hand. GoGo notes that the tips of his ears have turned bright red. She takes the opportunity to study him further: plain white shirt, striped boxers, nice, from what she can gather. Under normal circumstances, he might even be cute, if he weren't interrupting her treasured sleeping time.

Tadashi, having recovered from his embarrassment, straightens and looks at her. "So, this is going to seem like an odd request, but can I use your fire escape?"

"Depends."

Confusion flits across his face, but Tadashi manages to marshal it into a hesitant smile. "Depends…?"

"On your reason." GoGo inspects her fingernails, trying to keep her features in an impassive mask. Oh boy, this is going to be fun.

"Okay, well. My brother builds these bots, and he decided it'd be hilarious to sic a bunch of them on me. So, after having ran for my life, I'm now locked out of my apartment," explains Tadashi.

That explains the hollering she heard earlier—GoGo had thought it was part of a dream or something. She tries to muffle her snicker; it comes out as a snort, one which Tadashi seems to interpret as disbelief.

"I'm not lying."

"How old is your brother?"

"Fourteen."

"He sounds like a genius."

"He is," says Tadashi, his mouth curving into a proud smile. Then his face darkens as he mutters, "But he is also up to no good, which is why I need to get back into my apartment."

She remembers better, now. She's seen Tadashi and his brother before—Hiro, if she remembers correctly—but she never knew that they lived right below her. Then again, GoGo hadn't exactly made it her mission to meet all her fellow inhabitants when she moved in.

"Help yourself," gestures GoGo, stepping out of the way.

Tadashi smiles gratefully, making his way to her window. As he walks through the room, his eyes fall upon her rumpled bed, and he shoots an apologetic look over his shoulder. "Sorry about waking you up."

GoGo shrugs, watching as he pushes the window open and slides a leg through.

"So what about you?"

"Me?" asks Tadashi, pausing.

"Your brother likes to build bots," elaborates GoGo. "What do you like to do?"

Tadashi drops onto the grate below. "I like to build, too. But I'd rather use those skills to help people…" His voice fades a little as he starts down the ladder, and, without meaning to, GoGo finds herself leaning out the window to hear him better.

"…rather than using it for pranks—you hear me, Hiro?" finishes Tadashi, raising his voice a little as he manages to work the window back into his apartment open.

"Hey, Tadashi!" A bright, chipper voice responds, and a mass of bushy black hair pops into view. "Wow, you could have just used the front door, you know."

"You're a little twerp," counters Tadashi, wriggling his way back inside. GoGo shakes her head at the brothers' antics, ready to return to the warm embrace of her blankets.

Tadashi's voice stops her. "Hey! Um…"

"GoGo," she supplies, raising an eyebrow.

"GoGo," repeats Tadashi, testing its sound. He's leaning halfway out his window, craning his neck up at her. "Thanks for everything!"

GoGo flicks two fingers out from her brow, saluting in acknowledgement before turning around. Now she's ready for bed.

"Good night, GoGo!"

Good grief, thinks GoGo. Out loud, she says, "Good morning," nodding toward the pink streaks starting to paint themselves across the sky.

"Good morning, GoGo." Tadashi corrects himself, smiling at her.

And even though she's far from a morning person, GoGo smiles back.

(Only slightly, though. She's still a little annoyed.)