Owww... why does everything hurt?

My eyes open slowly as I try to move, to little success.

"Augh", I cringe audibly as I try sitting up, only to fail and plop back down, "yeah, that's not happening..."

I turn my head to the right to see... roof panels? Oh-oh god... hesitantly, I turn the left to see just what I feared, nothing.

I swallow hard, twisting my sore body back towards the right. Luckily, where ever I was is more than large enough to accommodate my uh... 'plus size' body.

Feeling the soreness leave said body, I was able to sit up. I tried to take in my surroundings, noting that I was, in fact, on a roof. A very, VERY high roof. And for a while, I just sat there, motionless, paralyzed by my fear of heights then, suddenly, voices.

"...m telling you, I heard something."

"I'm sure it's nothing to be so alarmed about, Glynda."

Behind me. There were others up here. Others that could help me!

"hey-HEY", I managed to shout, "HEEEY, CAN YOU HELP ME!"

"What on Remnant", a woman named Glynda spoke, " is there a person up here-" she stopped abruptly when she saw me. And I recognized her immediately. Glynda Goodwitch, Teacher at the esteemed Beacon academy. On the planet remnant. In the fictional web series RWBY.

"... are you real?" I managed to blurt out in my shocked state. She scoffed at me.

"Wha- of course I'm real! What kind of que-"

"You should not be real..."

"...Excuse me? Why should I not be real?"

"Glynda, what are you- oh..."

Professor Ozpin came up behind Glynda, just as amazed that a person somehow managed to get on top of Beacon.

"Well... hello there," he greeted cautiously, "What uh, what are you doing up here?"

"No idea."

"Ah, I see."

Silence

"...would you like to come inside."

"Yes, but I can't move."

" And why is that?"

"I am terrified of heights."

"...right. Glynda, if wouldn't mind?"

"Hmpf, fine."

With that I was lifted in the air. Stiff as a board.

"We have much to discuss young man."

"So," Ozpin spoke, pinching the bridge of his nose, "Let get this straight: not only do you not know why or how you got here, but you're also from a different universe entirely and that, in said universe, Glynda and I are both characters in a cartoon show, and that is how you know who we are."

"Yes." I nodded

"Ozpin how are willing to listen to this... this mad man!?" Glynda was, needless to say, suspicious. "It's obvious he's on some sort of narcotic or hallucinogen! I wouldn't be surprised if he were here to steal any of our valuables."

I rolled my eyes "Yes Glynda, I'm obviously some drug addict. In fact," I continued, sarcastically, "I'm so hopped up that I decided it would be a great idea to steal from the school known for training the strongest warriors possible."

"When you first saw me you asked if I was real."

I opened my mouth to retort but closed as soon as I realized, "you have a point. But still, I'm not a drug addict or a thief."

"How can we be so sure?"

"Glynda please," Ozpin interrupted, "he was paralyzed on the roof of the building until 10 minutes ago, at least benefit of the doubt."

Glynda sighed, "Fine."

"Now then," Ozpin turned his attention back to me, "Mr..."

"Lawrence: Andrew Lawrence."

"Mr. Lawrence, has this sort of thing happened to you before?"

"Not at all."

"Hmm. Well then, how much do you know about our world?" His face changed at this point. I felt like I was being interrogate for some horrible crime.

I took a deep breath. "Alot. For starters, I know about team RWBY and their exploits, along with team JNPR. I know about dust and it's many applications. About the faunus and their plight. And I know about some of your current enemies."

I could see the shock on both their faces, more so on Glynda than on Ozpin.

"Our enemies?" Ozpin asked wit a raised brow.

"Roman Tourchwick and the White Fang." Ozpin visually relaxed at my statement.

"Right. Well I see no reason to keep you here much longer. Miss Goodwitch, please call teams RWBY and JNPR up here. They're going to give our guest a tour."

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