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Hey everyone. so this is my first fic and I decided that I should be of RWBY. Since the holiday season is coming up, I figure that a small story about Christmas at Beacon would be a nice idea. Just some nice fluffy content for the holidays (it might help on my abysmal Christmas mood) I can make more of if people show interest. I don't want this to be a one-shot, so leave a review, please and thank you.

Chop...chop...chop.

Curse these inferior methods Blake thought to herself before looking into the oncoming snow, by pure accident. A thousands snowflakes solemnly rode the gently wind, and a particularly cheeky one decided to weigh its anchor under her lower eyelid. She flinched a bit at the cold touch, but it evaporated as soon as it had touched down.

She had to admit, although she was not a fan of winter, it had its moment's, this one being one of them. Since they were in shelter of the northern hills, the valley they were in only had waning breeze to remind that air was a thing. The use of these inferior methods did stir up quite a warm and cosy atmosphere. The winter holiday were upon them and the annual Beacon Christmas tree gathering had been initiated. All student had been let loose on a fir tree plantation, only a couple of hundred kilometres outside of Vale.

They had been instructed on using only the basic materials, an axe and a carrying net. Although it seemed more like a punishment, Goodwitch had assured them that this would be a good exercise in some good old-fashioned hard work.

Chop...chop...chop. Despite her well kept fitness, the cold air heaved at her lungs and forced her to take the axe swings in short bursts.

There was another thing that Blake cherished about the place. It was quiet. That lovely, rustling of trees and distant turbulent ocean kind of quiet. If really put her at ease and she had in mind finding a large oak, or the like, to doze of in. At least it would have been her plan, until another thought crept into her head. She tried to force it down, pushing at the extent of her mental willpower, but her curiosity got the better of her.

Admitting defeat she opened her eyes, which she had closed without realising, and muttered a question to no one in particular.

"Where's Yang?"

Her worst fears had been realized within a fraction of a second, as a large explosion could be heard, not 100 metres away from her location. The unmistakeable sound of wood buckling under its own pressure echoed through the valley. It seemed that she had gone for the largest fir she could find, in true Yang style. Blake couldn't help but laugh a bit. Her partner was loud and obnoxious at times, but when things got a bit boring around town, you could always count on Yang Xiao Long, bringing the comedy.

Seeing no other option, Blake hurriedly freed her tree from the soil, netted it and dragged it along as she went towards the danger zone.

Not far away, in a more densely populated are of the plantation, Ren chopped away at his own tree. Although it wasn't much, he was rather pleased with his find. It had a descent branch density, although maybe a bit in the thin side. The balance on the sides were a bit of, but it was nothing that couldn't be fixed.

He turned to face his fearless leader, and found him in a rather odd position. He was down with his knees in the thick snow, staring intently on a tree on the opposite side if the road. He looked more focused than he had ever seen. Now if only he put that kind of zeal into his school work.

"Jaune, is something wrong"

Ren's voice cut trough the thick layer of silence that had settled between them, but it seemed that Jaune didn't really care for small talk, an odd condition for a wise cracker such as himself, Instead he just waved at Ren to come closer. Ren obliged an squatted next to him.

"Okay, you got me, what am I supposed to be seeing?"

Jaune didn't answer immediately. Instead he stood up and brushed excess snow of his pants. Ren followed shortly, more confused than before.

"Just, look at it" Jaune mumbled so silently that Ren almost didn't catch it. Ren decided to follow his lead. If it was one of his jokes, he might as well go along with it. Perhaps it would be to his amusement as well. He looked closely at the tree and it slowly, but surely hit him what Jaune had been so infatuated by. The tree was perfect.

Near perfect branch density, balanced on all sides, slender, but not too thin. It was as if gods entire idea for the fir tree was incarnated in a holy artefact before them. It even fit perfectly in height with...their dorm room?

Ren was quick to react."You'll never get it past Goodwitch, without at least permission from Ozpin; perhaps not even then"

Jaune retorted in a childish and begging voice."But Reeeen, it is as if it's destined to be!"

"And what about the decorations?" Ren felt pretty smart about now.

"I'll have my mom send over a bunch of stuff!" dammit, he pulled the Mommy card. Ren had witnessed the Arc lady's devotion to her son, last time Jaune had held his birthday. It was hard to get around the dorm room with all those presents, and he could have sworn that a stack of them fell down over him while he had slept, almost suffocating him.

He eyed the tree once more and felt blinded by it radiance. Argh, what the hell, only once a year he thought to himself and smiled. Jaune had kept talking without him, and was now saluting.

"...and I promise I will feed it and take care of it myself"

Ren couldn't help but suppress a laughter." We are going to have a hard time sneaking it by just us two, but it think we can manage" Jaune's face lit up like a five year old, and he grabbed his axe ready to chop. He was cut of be a light voice coming from behind the trees. A hooded figure and a head of white stepped out.

"Oh dear, this just won't do, will it miss Schnee?" the hood turned to the white.

"Indeed it will not. Simply unacceptable miss Rose" The last comment released what could only be described as a giggle fit, no only from Ruby, but also from Weiss.

Ren and Jaune were frozen solid. There must have been some kind of mistake. Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee dust company and all around ice princess, just laughed, not at someone, but WITH someone? And of all people, Ruby? The world had to do a 180 spin back flip, before the boys could regain their composure.

Ren was the first to speak up." what do you want" short and concise, but team candy cane wasn't having it

"What was that?" Weiss teased with a posh sounding voice. Ruby had a hard time containing her giggles. They weren't going to let him of easy.

"What do we need to give you, in return for you shutting up about this?" He sighed, fully aware that this was gonna cost them. Ruby pulled back her hood and revealed her red nosed face. Smiling from ear to ear, she went back to her normal voice." Ha-ha, relax Ren. If you promise to share it, we'll help you get it back to Beacon". Ren was rather pleased that what had seemed like a threat, was able to become an ally. Beside, he was aware that the girls had eyes in their eye sockets, and how could you not be blinded by this trees godlike stature.

Ren released a sigh of relief" Deal. But it stays in our room. Your rooms is too crammed". Ruby was about to protest, but Weiss had intercepted her, knowing all too well that he was right. They agreed upon these terms and set to work getting the tree with them. Once it was free they returned to the gathering place, making sure to keep the tree out of sight. Only when they were in the JNPR dorm room would they be safe. Fortunately, it seemed to be smooth sailing and as they footed it and place in the corner. Ren couldn't help but admire their handiwork. He was not one to feel proud about such trivial matter, but somehow this hit a soft spot. The door behind him slid open." Ren, the others are gonna get back soon, and they're serving hot cocoa biscuits in the cafeteria. You coming?" He shot one last look at the tree before nodding and following Jaune out through the door. That sounded like a good way to round of a great day.