[He sort of expected it to act like a rhoomba for some reason.]
[He did not, however, expect an emergency life raft with EYES to pop out in his living room. He lets out a holler, as is customary when rednecks encounter strange technology, and all but crawls backwards over the couch arm.]
Woah! Woah, okay. Shit, I gotta tell Terri about that part or they'll have a whole hospital full of heart attacks.
[No one ever mentioned people might be startled by him. What was the point of Tadashi's "approachable and nonthreatening exterior" if people were scared?]
[Still, apparently undaunted, the programming takes over, and he waves a pudgy hand.]
Hello! I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion. I heard sounds of distress.
[No heartbeat. Abnormally cold body temperature. Obstruction in the chest cavity made of mobile curse threads. None of his signs looked particularly good--plus he had a withdrawal headache.]
[As the silence stretches, Maurice starts feeling naked.]
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[But the box just. Sits there. Silently. At least until Maurice speaks... because there it is. The words he's waiting for.]
[The box opens with a sound like an inflating blimp, as, slowly but surely, the squishy bot emerges, cheerful as ever, despite his mono-expression.]
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[He did not, however, expect an emergency life raft with EYES to pop out in his living room. He lets out a holler, as is customary when rednecks encounter strange technology, and all but crawls backwards over the couch arm.]
Woah! Woah, okay. Shit, I gotta tell Terri about that part or they'll have a whole hospital full of heart attacks.
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[No one ever mentioned people might be startled by him. What was the point of Tadashi's "approachable and nonthreatening exterior" if people were scared?]
[Still, apparently undaunted, the programming takes over, and he waves a pudgy hand.]
Hello! I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion. I heard sounds of distress.
How may I assist you?
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[Maurice quickly gets over his shock as he climbs off the sofa and stands before the marshmallow robot.]
[ITS A FUCKING ROBOT!!!!]
I have a headache but I think I can deal! Did you know that you're a robot?
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I will scan you now.
[And he holds up a hand. Hold onto your hat, Maurice, you're gonna get looked at by robonurse.]
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Uh...do I have to sign anything?
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[As the silence stretches, Maurice starts feeling naked.]
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[No. Seriously. What. There is nothing in his database to match any of this. Except the hangover thing -- but that's less important, compared to:]
... You should not be alive.
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Uuuuuh, can you just ignore that part? It's...I'm fine!
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I do not understand.
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[DAMMIT TERRI.]
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See? Super duper rare!
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[He totally does not buy that.]
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What else do you want me to tell you?
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[IS IT STORY TIME.]
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[Maurice wrings his hands and looks around as if there was a HOW TO VAMPIRE manual on the wall somewhere.]
I'm...undead. I died a few years ago, but it's totally okay! I'm fine as long as I have enough blood.
[Maurice, why would you tell him that?]
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[Maybe it would help if there WAS a manual because Baymax looks about as confused as a marshmallow can.]
Do you require a transfusion?
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oh my gOD sjkdfhsdjk;
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