Hey everyone, today I'm trying my hand at writing a RWBY fanfiction! (First my Frozen reimagining and now this? What is it with me and fairy tales?)

Anywho, this is pretty much what my mind came up with after reading a could fics already on the site. It might not be the most original idea ever, and I'm not sure if it's been done already (if it has then I haven't come across it yet, so I can't be accused of stealing someone else's work! Yay!), but apparently I've pretty good at making a concept work, if the response to my Winter Queen fic is to be believed.

Well, enough stalling. Let's get on with the most obvious fanfic idea ever!

Disclaimer: RWBY and affiliate characters are owned by Monty Oum and Rooster Teeth. Go watch the show, it's awesome! (The fights man, the fights!)

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"Ugh!" Ruby groaned, letting her head go limp as she leaned back in her seat in the classroom. Next to her, Yang was in a similar position, only with her head laying on her desk and her voluminous golden tresses splayed out around her, "Detention is soooo boring!"

"Tell me about it!" the older sister agreed, "I could be taking Bumblebee out for a much needed ride right now, not...doing nothing like this!" She threw her hands in the air for emphasis. "Say what you will about the actual classes, at least there's activity in them."

"You think that's bad?" Weiss asked from behind Yang, "This is going on my permanent record!"

"It could be worse," Blake interjected. She was sitting on the other side of Yang, her nose buried in another book, "it's not like we got a failing grade in any of our classes, or-"

"My. Permanent. Record," the heiress enunciated, "Do none of you realize how important that is?"

"Not really." Ruby shrugged, "I always just thought those things with a myth."

"Ignoring that…," the heiress said under her breath, making a mental note to see the nurse about the twitch in her eye she was surely developing. After counting backwards from ten, she let out a sigh of resignation, "How did we even end up here?"

"We accidentally included Ms. Goodwitch in our latest food fight," Yang supplied, turning around to face Weiss, "She took offence to that."

Ruby stretched her arms behind her, "I feel kinda sorry for Team JNPR, they got it worse than us." She shuddered slightly, "I'd hate to have to clean the Grimm stables…"

"I'd prefer doing that to just sitting around here," Yang said, getting out of her seat and walking up and down (and across) the aisles of desks. This went on for about ten minutes before she slammed her fist down of the closest desk (though not hard enough to break it, heaven forbid she was given double detention!), letting out a frustrated grunt. "There's gotta be something we can do to pass the time here!"

"Why don't you ask Blake if she brought any extra books?" the 15-year-old team leader suggested.

"Yeah, books aren't really my thing." She turned to Blake, "No offense, but I'd rather go out and make my own adventures than read about someone else's who doesn't really exist."

"None taken," she said, though her twitching bow begged to differ. "...Muggle."

"Ooh, ooh, I have an idea!" Weiss interjected, brimming with obviously fake and sarcastic eagerness, "How about we all sit in a circle and make our own stories!" She began counting off on her fingers, "We could make desk forts, and do each other's hair, and to make it extra special, we can all pretend we're sitting around a camp fire!"

Needless to say, she was still sore about being here.

The others stared at her, then at each other, the wheels in their heads starting to turn. Before long, each of them sported a satisfied smile.

"You guys know I wasn't being serious," she attempted to clarify, "right?"

"That's actually not a bad idea," Blake said, closing her book, "I for one am all for new material."

"None of us are professional authors," Weiss tried to reason before she realized the obvious flaw in her argument, "Correction, none us know how to write prose!"

"That doesn't matter, it's just for fun," Ruby protested, before climbing on her desk and striking a triumphant pose, "As team leader, I officially decree that rest of this detention period will be comprised of the official Team RWBY bonding exercise of...Storytelling!" She then jumped down, moved her seat next to Yang's, and sat down, her arms resting on her knees and her chin resting in her palms. Blake also added her chair to the circle, and Yang turned around and straddled her chair in reverse, resting her arms on the back. (Blake kept her hands folded in her lap.)

They all stared expectantly at Weiss.

"And what do you all want?" she demanded.

"This was your idea," Ruby explained, "you start us off; you've got to have some great stories, being the 'heiress of the Schnee Dust Company' and all."

"Not really, everything got pretty repetitive after a while." Having her fill of being put on the spot, she decided to turn the tables and put some of the attention on their "esteemed leader", "How about you start. After all, a leader's supposed to lead, right?"

"I could come up with something if you want," Blake offered when she noticed Ruby looking uncertain about what to say.

"You know," Yang said, gesturing to herself, "I used to be quite the storyteller when Ruby and I were younger."

"Really?!" Blake and Weiss said in unison; Blake more so because in all the time they'd been partnered up, the blonde haired brawler never struck her as the type that enjoyed a good yarn, much less make one up herself. She seemed more of the "never slows down, always going forward" type to the faunus.

"Yup," the blonde answered, popping the P, "we'd have sleepovers in each other's rooms all the time, and we read at least five different picture books before our parent made us go to sleep."

"Those were good times…," Ruby said dreamily, sighing at the memories.

"I don't suppose you remember any of them?" Weiss asked, politely refraining from pointing out that reading stories and making them up were completely different from each other. Honestly, she just wanted to get on with it; not like she could really occupy herself elsewhere.

"A couple, including my personal favorite." Yang cleared her throat, and Ruby and Blake leaning in closer. "This is the story of Goldilocks and the Three Fauna."

to be continued...

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Don't worry, the story itself is being worked on as we speak (Well, I speak...), so with luck you should see it in a couple of days. In the mean time, go check out these fics if you're still itching for a good laugh: Lily Valkyrie: Remnant's Most Adorable Criminal Mastermind by SAmaster01, RWBY: Orientation by DJ Mcloud, and Faun-Filled Pranks by xT-Zealot. If you happen to read the one by Mr. Mcloud ask for a follow-up story, since I think there's still more humor to be milked out of the concept.