"Oh how I hate Mondays!" Ruby moaned from inside her blanket nest on her bed. "Why can't we just make Mondays illegal or something? All they ever do is make everyone annoyed."
The remainder of Team RWBY was already busy getting up and ready for the start of the new school day. Weiss was packing her bag full of all the study materials she needed ("I have to be the best in the class you know!") while Blake and Yang were standing in front of the mirror checking hair bows and adjusting outfits respectively.
"Stop being so childish and get up already!" Weiss replied. "I have no intention to be late to combat class AGAIN because of your inability to wake up on time."
Ruby's head emerged from the nest as she stuck out her tongue at Weiss before retreating back into the soft, blankety warmth of her bed. Blake, chuckling with amusement, turned around and commented, "Weiss is right this time, Ruby. We really don't need to be on Professor Goodwitch's bad side right now. After the last time we were late, she nearly assigned us two hours worth of extra drills to do by the next day." The blanket heap shrugged in what seemed to be agreement and Blake turned back around, satisfied that she had made her point.
Yang, finished getting ready for the day, leaned against her bunk bed and watched as the Ruby shaped lump settled in again and stopped moving. After a few moments, Weiss started tapping her foot angrily and pointed at the clock feature on her scroll, giving the blanket heap the coldest glare imaginable as well.
Yang sighed, crossed over to by Ruby's bed, and pulled the blankets off in one majestic swoop.
"Eep!" Ruby cried, frantically curling up into a ball to conserve what was left of the blankety warmth.
"Come on Ruby. If we don't leave within the next two minutes, Weiss is probably going to have an aneurysm." Yang gave Ruby her best motherly look, hoping that if Weiss's chilling gaze didn't convince Ruby to get out of bed, she might be able to guilt her into finally getting up.
"Just go on without me," Ruby cried. "I'll catch up!"
"Ruby," Yang intoned while amping up the motherly stare, "you and I both know that if we leave without you, you'll fall back asleep and not actually show up to class. Plus, if you get up now, I'll see if I can convince Ren to make cookies for you …"
Ruby blinked twice as her sleepy brain processed Yang's promise of cookies. Once she finally comprehended the wondrously delicious gift that was being offered to her, Ruby's face lit up and she dashed off, leaving a flurry of rose petals in her wake. Twenty seconds later, a fully dressed and alert Ruby appeared near the door waving her hands to usher her teammates out the door.
"Come on, come on, come on! We can't be late to combat class! What kind of Huntresses-in-training would be late to the most important class of their academic years?" Ruby jumped up and down with impatience as her teammates headed out to go to class, her eyes alight with the promise of the famous Lie family cookies.
"Of course now you get up," muttered Weiss, "Only when there is a promise for cookies. Not because you care about your grade or anything."
Yang heard Weiss's grumbling and responded, "Hey, if I had known that cookies would have gotten her out of bed as quickly as she just did, I totally would have said something earlier."
Weiss humphed and continued on her way to class, following behind an overly exuberant Ruby who was skipping down the path towards the main building.
"At least she's up," Blake remarked as she caught up with Yang.
"True. But how am I going to convince Ren to make those cookies?" Yang mused. This particular endeavor would require just the right stuff from Yang.
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Glynda watched from her podium at the front of the room as the first year students filed in and took their seats. Their chatter had filled the corridors just moments before, but the students were falling silent as they took their seats and pulled out notebooks and pencils.
Bartholomew and Peter (or as the students knew them, Dr. Oobleck and Professor Port) were talking animatedly in a corner near the front of the room. Normally they wouldn't be in here, having their own classes to teach, but there was an assignment from Ozpin that she needed their assistance with.
Glynda's gaze turned back to the students, noticing suddenly that one of the three teams was missing. Teams CRDL and JNPR had both shown up on time, but team RWBY was conspicuously absent.
I wonder where they could have gone off to. It's not as if they've never been to this classroom before. Glynda pondered. As she cleared her throat to start class, team RWBY rushed in, each one of them out of breath and disheveled.
"Sorry Professor!" Yang said. "I guess we just had a hard time getting out of bed this morning."
"You mean our team leader had a hard time getting out of bed this morning." Weiss muttered under her breath. Yang shot her a pointed look and then turned back to Glynda.
"We're all here and ready to learn, Professor Goodwitch!" Ruby exclaimed. Blake and Yang nodded their agreement as they slid into their seats. Weiss followed suit with an exasperated sigh.
Glynda sighed, but smiled inwardly. I can see why Ozpin likes this team so much, she thought. Now if only they could get to class on time.
"Very well, Miss Rose. Now that you've all taken your seats, let's begin today's lesson." Glynda gestured to Peter and Bartholomew to come join her at the front of the room and then turned to address all the students, "As you may have noticed, Professor Port and Dr. Oobleck are joining us today. They are here to introduce a project that will be encompassing their classes as well as mine. Dr. Oobleck?"
"Why yes, thank you Glynda," Dr. Oobleck cleared his throat and continued, "The aim of this project is simple: to foster unity between the students and provide experience working in teams of more than four people. Each of your teams will be paired with a team of students in their third year here at Beacon with whom you will complete various assignments for your combat, history, and Grimm studies courses. These older students will act as your mentors and tutors, providing you with advice as well as helping you become adjusted to life here at Beacon. You will meet these teams later today."
Professor Port jumped on the split second of silence as Dr. Oobleck stopped to take a breath, as well as take a sip from his ever-present drink. "The ultimate goal is to prepare both teams for combat situations against the creatures of Grimm. We hope to be able to send each of you out on a mission with your mentor teams and an experienced Huntsman or Huntress by the end of the semester, so you can start building your repertoire of battle stories and get some first hand experience fighting the creatures we've been learning about in class."
Glynda watched as the students digested the information. Some reactions, like Nora Valkyrie's excitement or Cardin Winchester's smug smile, were entirely expected. Others however, like Pyrrha Nikos' look of trepidation, were more surprising. Normally the "Invincible Girl" ーas the other students had begun to call herー would jump for joy at an opportunity to learn from other, more experienced students. This time though, something was different.
I'll have to keep an eye on them. Glynda thought. Miss Nikos doesn't spook easily, so whatever is worrying her must be rather important. She brought her mind back to the present and the class that she was now needing to teach as Bartholomew and Peter bid farewell to the students and headed back to their own classes.