A/N: LAHPOMH is back, mainly because I watched the movie again with my aunt recently and one line stuck out to me so I decided to write a very quick and short one shot about it.

Wasabi Challange:

"Wait, Honey Lemon? Go-Go? Wasabi!?" The youngest of the Hamada brother's, Hiro, exclaimed with a boyish look of amusement spreading across his face.

"I spilled wasabi on myself ONE TIME, people! One time!" The man of the moment shouted from the other side of the room, suddenly pushing the exit doors open and stepping out of them.

"Wow... Only once? What was so funny about it that it constituted a name like that?" Hiro mused, still watching the doors as if half expecting Wasabi to return back through them to tell his tale.

"Don't look at me. Fred is the one who comes up with the names." Tadashi muttered, his own gaze soon turning to the doors as well."

"Fre-" Poor Hiro nearly jumped out of his skin, as a newcomer wearing a dragon suit suddenly appeared behind him with a loud and rather annoying laugh.

"Tis a funny tale indeed, little Hamada. And don't worry by the way, I am not really a dragon. This is just a suit, and I am Fred." The suit spoke, leaning onto Hiro's shoulders idly.

"I'm sure Hiro would love to hear about it, Fred." Tadashi laughed, watching as his little brother scooted away from the newcomer just as he removed the head of the costume.

"Then I shall tell him the totally embarrassing but also totally hilarious story, of how ol' Wasabi got his nick-name." Fred began before plopping himself down in a nearby chair. "It was a dark and stormy Tuesday-"

Rain trickled down the window panes of the university as the misfit group of friends awaited the arrival of their fifth member. Among them was Tadashi, Go-Go, Honey Lemon and Fred, who were quickly becoming worried about their usually punctual friend.

"Do you think somethings happened?" Honey spoke up suddenly, playing with the straps of her purse from being so nervous.

"Doubt it. He's to safe of a guy to-" Go-Go was suddenly cut off by the sounds of the lab's doors opening, followed by a sloshing sound. "About time."

Turning, the group caught sight of their largest member entering into the room... And they nearly died trying to hold in their laughter as he did so. It wasn't because of his slicked back hair that was gathered into a loose pony tail, or even the crisp white dress shirt he wore tucked into a pair of dark slacks, and it certainly wasn't the very large and rather dorky bow tie that the dark-skinned friend wore that was causing such a reaction. No, instead it was the layers of clear, plastic ponchos that he wore over this entire get-up.

"Um, need anymore plastic wrap?" Go-Go sneered, narrowly avoiding a nudge to the shoulder from Tadashi as she spoke.

"Cut him some slack, I'm sure he- haha- has a very good reason for looking like a sandwich bag-" Tadashi could barely finish his sentence before he and Go-Go found themselves laughing on the floor, directly in front of their friend.

"Haha. You two are hilarious." The older man huffed, slowly removing one or two of the ponchos and carefully folding them. "And if you must know, my nana is having a family portrait done after my classes and I can't afford to get my shirt wet or dirty."

"I hate to say it, but this-" With a quick wave of her arm, Go-Go pulled herself off of the floor. "Is a little much."

Huffing, the well-dressed gentleman walked over to his side of the lab to put his protective layers away in the drawer that he kept all of his mess shirts in, not noticing that Honey Lemon had followed him.

"Don't listen to them. I think you look very nice." She assured him, gently going to pat his shoulder, but was suddenly stopped when the teen jerked away.

"Hey, hey, hey! Are your hands clean?" He snapped suddenly, reaching into the drawer and taking out a bottle of hand sanitizer and spraying it on the girl's still outstretched hand before laying a tissue over his shoulder and placing her hand on its original destination. "You may proceed."

"Um, you look nice?" The blonde muttered before slowly taking her hand back and shuffling away from the other just as Tadashi stepped forward.

"Aren't you maybe over-" The young teen was suddenly cut off by a wave of his high-strung friend.

"Behind the line, Hamada." He said in a warning tone, pointing down to the line of striped tape and separated his side of the lab from the others.

"Oh, come on! I don't think having Tadashi on your side is going to mess up your clothes." Go-Go snapped, boldly pushing Tadashi out of the way and stepping over the line. "Now Fred on the other hand, maybe."

"You don't know that! You guys work around oil spewing robots and little brothers-" With that he glared over at Tadashi. "Everyday! One over looked contaminated spot on any of you and BOOM one ruined shirt and a very angry nana! Do you have any idea how scary that woman is when shes man!?"

" Yes, and I also happen to know for a fact that she is a very nice lady." Fred suddenly spoke up, literally riding over to his friends on a swivel chair and stopping it just before them.

"FRED! This is serious!" He all but yelled, grabbing his can of sanitizer once more and proceeding to spray Fred with it, only to have it be snatched away by Go-Go.

"Stop doing that!" She snapped as she threw the can across the room and slapped her friend suddenly. "Now just calm the heck down! Lunch starts in ten minutes and then you have ONE class after before the picture! There is no possible way that this shirt can get messed up in that time!"

"... You're right... Thank you, Go-Go." The other muttered blankly, his cheek still stinging from the sudden hit.

She huffed and turned and left suddenly with the other's to go and get their lunches. When they returned, they all settled into their prefers section of the lab, only this time they sat a little further away from their friend, 'just in case'.

"So... Anyone seen any good movies lately?" Tadashi began the coversation, idly picking at his lunch.

"Oh! I saw a challenge vine the other day, but I don't think that counts as a movie." Honey piped up, taking a few sips of her sweet milk as she spoke.

"It doesn't." Go-Go muttered, though her curiosity was peaked. "Which one was it?"

"It's called the spicy food challenge! You try to hold it in your mouth as long as possible before getting water and whoever goes the longest wins!" The blonde explained in her overly bubbly tone.

"Sounds easy! Heck, we could even try it right now" Fred exclaimed, suddenly swiping a little container of green paste from Go-Go ' bento box and holding it out for the group to see. "Betcha twenty bucks that I win."

"You're on!" Go-Go exclaimed as Honey and Tadashi soon crowded around them both to get in on their bed. "Hey, dork in the suit, want in on this?"

O-oh, I don't know... It looks a little messy and green a-"

"Sounds like someone is scared." Go-Go smirked as she loaded her own spoon up with the paste. "And that's funny, because my lunch comes with a chicken also."

"C-c-!? I most certainly am not a chicken!" The male gasped, suddenly rising from his protective spot and striding over to her and snagging the container. "You just watch."

Like the other's had done, and against his own better judgement, he took a scoop of the paste with his finger and placed it onto his tongue just as the others did the same. The effects were not immediate, but the moment they hit, they hit the group hard. The first to go was Fred, who promptly spit the goop onto the floor, followed by Honey who raced for her drink, and then Tadashi who just didn't like the paste in general, leaving only Go-Go and their friend in the running. The two were now staring intensely at each other, neither wanting to give up the glory.

"One of them is bound to crack eventually." Tadashi muttered softly, sitting back before his own lunch to watch.

"Agreed." Honey muttered as she slowly withdrew her phone and began to film the duo and their intense stair down.

"Lets see if we can mess one of them u-" Fred stopped suddenly, looking over at the door suddenly and Gasping quietly as the two other losers suddenly did the same.

However, the duo still in the running were far to distracted by their contest and the pain of the paste to even notice, and they never once broke concentration. Though, it probably would have saved them from what happened next if they had.

"Hey! Your nana is here!" Fred called to his dark skinned friend, causing the man to jerk his gaze away from Go-Go as his lips so stupidly parted.

In his horror, his eyes darted from the falling wasabi, over to his equally horrorfied nana, who watched as the once white shirt became soiled.

"And the stain never came out. The end." Fred concluded, just as Wasabi came marching back into the room while huffing out of his chest.

"And nana still hasn't forgiven me for it..."

"She'll get over it eventually... Maybe... Maybe not."