AN: Hey there everybody, so I just watched inside out and loved it and I was reading some fanfiction when I came across a big hero 6 crossover fic and I realized that you could totally cross the two if you just change all the San Francisco's said in the movie with San Fransokyo, it would make sense that Riley lives in a lower district with less
robotics. So the premise of this fic takes place a couple months after big hero 6 and two years after inside out with a couple other crossovers here and there see if you can spot them. I do not own inside out or big hero 6, but I do love them very much.
Chapter1: Heroes cry the hardest
"Go Riley, you can take them!" Her dad shouted from the bleachers, his face painted with two shades of blue, with a foam finger on his left hand and waving a flag in the other. "Go for the gold!" Riley hearing her father's words of encouragement put it into overdrive, dribbling the puck back and forth until she had a clear shot.
"Anger take the shot it's wide open" Disgust yelled at the little brick shaped man in irritation. "Not yet." He said a look of determination on his face, he made Riley rear back the hockey stick. "Shoot!" Said Fear anxiously, wringing his tie. "Steady." Mumbled Anger, narrowing his eyes in concentration. Sadness was hugging Joy's side, Joy had a huge smile plastered on her face. "Oh the suspense is killing me!" She said bouncing on her heels. Out of nowhere Anger shouted "NOW!" And slammed on the controls, bringing down the hockey stick.
Sending the puck sailing through the air just as someone was about to steal it, past members of the other team and into the goal winning the game. Riley's dad screamed and blew a fog horn he had, then the rest of the crowd erupted into applause. Riley's team hoisted her up and were cheering her name, as they got back to the bench.
As they were driving home riley fell asleep, her head pressed up against the glass. As she was sleeping her emotions were buzzing, all of them were asking anger how he made that shot.
"Why did you wait that long to make the shot?" Sadness asked with a small smile, rubbing her hands together nervously.
"Well There were three people in the way at different times, if I made the shot any earlier we would have lost the puck and the game." Disgust smirked and patted him on the head. "Color me impressed. I didn't know you had patients in you." Anger, much to everyone's surprise, didn't explode and merely replied.
"Nither did I, and use all the snark you want nothing can ruin this good mood." he said strutting away with a smile on his face. "Dad just hit someone with the car." Sadness cried out in alarm from the control panel, Anger turned around with wide eyes. "Oh #$ &!"
Fear was instantly at the panel, going a mile a minute on the controls.
Riley unbuckled herself and got out of the car, running to her dad's side. The man on the ground wasn't too bad but he wasn't too good either. Bill handed Riley his cell phone. "Call 911!" He then went back to making a makeshift splint, out of his jacket and one of his skis in the trunk for the man's broken leg.
Just as riley began to dial, a loud jet noise was heard behind her, she turned around and shrieked. A near 8 foot red robot walked up to them and bent down in front of the injured man. "I count 86 abrasions 20 lacerations 17 fractures and 3 broken bones. Number 1, I require your assistance."
A blonde woman in a bright pink and yellow suit ran up, she began tapping on a screen attached to her bag. Suddenly a small blue ball appeared and then a red one. "Please remove the splint." she said in a kind but commanding tone, bill did as he was told and removed the splint. The woman cracked the blue ball on the ground, the let a clear liquid drizzle on the man's broken leg. She then instructed Bill to elevate the leg, she placed the red ball on the man's leg and popped it.
Instantly the leg was covered in a gel like substance that hardened around the leg, and the red bot scooped up the man gently and asked. "Sir are you afraid of heights? Because flight is the fastest mode of transportation." The man shook his head and said "No." The big robot said. "This is number 5, I have the patient and have notified the hospital, I am mobilizing now, number 6 will take it from here. hold on sir."
The robot began to jet of the hospital, and a young kid in purple ran up and looked at the woman. "Number 1 talk to the driver, I'll check on the girl." She saluted and said. "Yes number 6!" He chuckled and then walked toward Riley. "Hey, you want to sit down?" He asked and sat her on the curb and sat next to her. "Are you okay? You look a bit shaken up, you're trembling." Riley nodded her head, as the tears streamed down her face. "Hey!" she looked at him, and she saw him remove his glove. He held out his hand. "It's okay to cry, crying is a natural response to pain. my big buddy number 5 told me that." She blinked in confusion, what did he mean? "You cry?" He nodded and replied. "A Lot actually. Not exactly manly, but it's healthy." She took his hand and felt comforted. "But you're a superhero… I never thought superheroes could cry." He squeezed her hand and said. "Sometimes it's heroes who cry the hardest… we have to lie to our friends and and our family, otherwise we put them in danger…" Riley was no longer crying, and she asked gently. "If it's so dangerous, then why do it?" He let go of her hand and stood up, looking at the sky. "Because in the words of Tadashi Hamada. Someone has to help. He's the reason this team was formed, he showed a nobody like me that we can change." He saw number 1 finishing up with Bill, and he turned back to Riley.
Well I have to go, have a safe night… wait I didn't catch your name?" He helped her stand up, and put his glove back on. "Riley, Riley Anderson. What do I call you?" she looked into his tinted visor, and could have sworn she saw him smile, but she wasn't sure. "Just call me number 6." he said and before she could say anything number 5 landed next to him, he climbed up onto his back and number 5 picked up number 1 and the flew off into the night.
"He's so cool!" Sadness, Joy and Disgust all said simultaneously.
Hiro took off his helmet and sat on Fred's couch and sighed, stretching his aching neck. He sat there for a while before he felt Honey Lemon's gaze on him. He opened one eye to see honey smirking at him, mischief playing in her eyes. "What?" He asked cautiously, her smile grew bigger. "Oh I don't know… Number 1 go check on the driver, I'll get the pretty girl." Hiro rolled his eyes and groaned, shifting so his face was in the cushions.
Honey sat next to him. "Oh come on, she was pretty." Hiro was about to say something, but wasabi beat him to it. "Who's pretty?" Wasabi, Gogo and Fred just walked in, all sitting on the couch squishing Hiro. "Hiro talked to a girl tonight." Honey said with a bright smile on her face, Gogo Mirrored her smile and nudged Hiro's side. "Yeah buddy! Was she hot? Did she dig the costume?" Hiro Groaned again, burying himself deeper into the couch. "Details? I can't help but feel some important information is being lost in context." Honey Got her story teller face on and started.
"So as you know on our way to the scene tonight, Hiro, Baymax and I witnessed a car accident. Well Baymax performed magnificently on the Injured person." Baymax who was still removing his armor turned his attention to her. "Thank you Honey Lemon." She smiled up at the robot, then a look of realization came over her face. "Freddy! I forgot, would you mind paying for the man's hospital bills? The family that hit him can't take a lawsuit, they'll lose everything! I know I ca-"
Fred held up his hand and smiled. "No problem Honey. I got it, no need to pay back anything!" Honey looked gratefully at him then returned to her story.
"So Hiro tells me to talk to the dad, and he will talk to the girl." Wasabi got up to get a tea from the mini fridge. "What's her name?" Hiro gave up trying to protest being outnumbered 3 to 1."Riley." Gogo asked Wasabi to grab her a drink, and pressed on. "Was she pretty?" Hiro sighed. "I guess?"
"What does she look like?" Wasabi said throwing a tea to Gogo. Hiro racked his brain for the details. "She had blue eyes… uh blonde hair and… buck teeth." Gogo snorted into her own drink, then laughed openly. "Girl after your own heart huh!" Honey Lemon shook her head.
"Not the kind of buck teeth that make you look ugly, the kind that make you look cute… like Freddy's!" Gogo began laughing harder and Wasabi joined in with a chuckle. Maybe Hiro's crush isn't the only one we should be addressing." Honey looked confused for half a second, then she turned bright red and her eyes grew wide.
"Oh I didn't- That was- I wasn't implying-" Fred stopped her and said. "Honey it's fine! Guys get off her back, besides it's not like I'm Irresistible." He gestured to himself, the caused Wasabi to frown, Gogo to feel bad and Honey to freak out. "Freddy I didn't mean that, I'm sure there are lot of girls out there." Gogo smiled and added. "Yeah lots of girls who aren't just gunning for your money!" Honey shot a fierce glare at her, Gogo looked at Wasabi and sincerely asked. "What?" Wasabi shrugged. "That why I never told you guys… or anyone for that matter." Fred Got up to get a soda. "I didn't want people to like me for my money, I wanted them to like me for me." Honey got up and hugged Fred soon joined by Wasabi, than Gogo, and Hiro and finally Baymax.
"We all like you for you Fred." Hiro thought about something. "Hey." Fred looked at Hiro "Sup little buddy?" Hiro shifted uncomfortably, and wrung his hands. "Did Tadashi know?... About you being rich I mean?" Fred smiled, and got a far off look on his face. "Yeah actually, he became my friend and came over to play videogames, all he ever commented was 'Nice digs!' and that was it… He never asked for anything, or took advantage of me or tell anyone my secret because he said it was my secret to tell." Everyone's eyes became downcast, But Fred spoke up and pointed at Hiro.
"So last time I checked, you guys were teasing Hiro!"
"Fred!" Hiro whined, to which Fred waved off. "Hey man, don't let it bother you. People are going to think what they want to think, just let it roll off your back like a duck. As long as you're happy doing what you do best, who cares what other people say!"
Gogo looked extremely surprised, matching Wasabi's face. "That was probably the most mature thing that has ever come out of your mouth…" Fred grabbed Hiro's shoulders and said. "Unless what you do best is evil… in that case I will have to stop you."
Gogo's expression turned from proud to irritated. "Aaaaaaand you ruined it!" Wasabi chuckled to himself, Gogo shifted her attention back to Hiro. "Fred being an idiot aside." "Hey!" "Fred's right, we were teasing you, so this girl… is she ugly?" Hiro looked at her as if she was crazy. "No!" Gogo looked at her nails. "Is she weird?" He shook his head. "Bad with hygiene?" He started tapping his foot. "No! Get to the point!" Gogo thought that his temper was amusing. "Then... what... is… the… prob… lem?" She said to him as if he was an alien, he wanted to get mad but her question was actually getting to him. "I'm too young." Gogo snorted. "You're fourteen dude, almost fifteen, I think you're allowed to have a girlfriend." She had a point, Hiro racked his brain for another excuse. "I don't know her, plus I may never see her again and she didn't meet the real me." he said quite satisfied with himself only to be shot down. "She lives nearby."Honey said. "And you could get to know her over time." Gogo added. "Also you're likable and clean and smart, all aspects women appreciate." Wasabi supplied. "Yeah Hiro! You're a babe magnet!" Fred said, and everyone slapped their foreheads.
AN: Hey everybody, I hope you liked the story. More is to come and I'm excited to see this story unfold, want proof? this chapter was supposed end when Joy, Disgust and Sadness say "He's so cool!" but I just couldn't stop. As always I will take suggestions but I already know where this story is going and how it's going to end, so no suggestions about the ending will be used unless they're mindblowinglyamazing! Enjoy the Coming soon chapter, and read and reveiw.