Crimson
"When is she coming? When is she coming? WHEN? IS? SHE? COMING?"
Jaune Arc paced back and forth outside of the hospital room. He could barely wait another second.
"Jaune, calm down," Weiss Schnee said, sitting on a nearby bench.
"Easy for you to say," Jaune snapped back, "you're not becoming a father!"
Weiss sighed. "No, but I have an idea on how a father should act. And a good father should be calm and prepared for his daughter.
"You're right, Weiss," Jaune replied.
"Do you two have a name for her?" Weiss asked.
"Well," Jaune began, "I wanted to name her Pyrrha, but Ruby thought that it would be too awkward to name your daughter after a past girlfriend. But we both wanted to honor her."
Jaune took a red sash out of his back pocket. It had belonged to Pyrrha Nikos, his partner and former lover. He missed her so much, and held on to it, wearing it like she used to.
Weiss nodded, acknowledging how he felt.
The door suddenly opened.
"Mr. Arc, she's here."
Jaune and Weiss hurried inside to see Jaune's wife, Ruby, holding a beautiful baby girl.
"She looks just like you," Jaune breathed.
Ruby smiled, then looked down at her new daughter.
"Welcome to the world, Crimson."
