This is my first non-emotional story, so it might not be my best work, but I hope you enjoy nevertheless. If you liked this story, check out my other story(s) and consider following this if you want to see the next chapter.

"God damn it!" said Yang, she was alone in the team room. She had been getting horrible grades in her Military and General History class. She was frustrated because of the amount of names she had to memorize. 'There is absolutely no way that I could pass this class without extra credit.' She thought 'I guess I'll ask for some tomorrow, for now I need to study.' She started writing in her journal. "Many theorists believe that General Lagoon's forces were beaten by the Faunus… because…" Yang yawned. "I guess I can go to sleep." She thought. Yang closed the book and set it to the side.

"Yang! Get up!" something was shaking her. Still groggy, she was swinging hoping to hit a snooze button. Then she realized that it was Ruby. "If she doesn't get up, I say we leave her." said another voice. "Yang classes start in three minutes!" Now Yang shot awake. 'Shit I'm gonna be late!' she thought. Yang bolted up and started running to class without getting ready. Half-way to class she ran into Phyrrha. "Um, Yang?" said Phyrrha trying to suppress a laugh. "You might want to consider putting on some clothes." Yang looked down. She had nothing but a transparent undershirt on showing her bra, and a set of shorts. Yang turned around and ran back into her room, throwing on her Yellow tank top, and her Jacket. 'That's better.' She thought and ran to class.

"So, in conclusion-"Professor Oobleck said whizzing around the room. He was cut off by Yang bursting through the door. "So nice to see you Yang. Would you like to continue the lesson, considering that you just interrupted my class?" Yang paused where she was and took a seat. Everyone was staring at her. "Well, uh…" Yang looked at the board, a picture of a stick on top of a rectangle, and the words "Swampbeck" and "spy." "Uh, General Swampbeck had gotten information from… Spies posing as strippers!" Yang said confident that she was somewhere close. The classroom was filled with giggles, and whispering. "Well, maybe if you were in class earlier, you would not be in this situation. Poor Ms. Xiao, these people are not laughing with you, they are laughing at you. I shall speak to you after class." The rest of the class was just like regular, then the bell rang, and it all went Yang had no Idea what she was getting herself into.

"So, Ms. Xiao, I understand that you are struggling in this class?"

"Yes sir."

"Do you wish to have any chance of passing my class, because as it stands, even if you have perfect grades on every single assignment the rest of the semester, you will still fail my class."

"Yes sir."

"There is one way for you to pull your grade up. So I understand you are good with dealing with people right?"

"Yes sir."

"I want you to set me up with Ms. Goodwitch."

"Yes si- wait what?"

"You heard me, if you are able to set me up with Ms. Goodwitch, I will give you an A in this class for the semester."

"Well, I guess I have no other option then, right?"

"Nope, so are you in?"

Professor Oobleck had his hand stuck out, offering a handshake to seal the deal. Yang had no choice, this or failing the class. "So, what will it be? Are you in or not?" The hyperactive professor that had seemed quirky, and overly energetic was actually becoming a very competent teacher, knowing how to manipulate his students. Yang shook on it, there was no going back. "So, where should I begin?" asked Oobleck. "Well, show me how you would talk to Ms. Goodwitch." Said Yang "Well, the problem is, I just can't. I've tried to talk to Glynda outside of work, but I just can't bring myself to it."

"Well then what are we gonna do? The semester ends in two weeks."

"Aha, I've come prepared." Said Professor Oobleck "Put this in your ear." He handed Yang a small earpiece, and put the other set into his own ear. "Tell me what to say, and I'll say it."

"Well first" Yang said, fix how you look. "pull up your tie up and fix your shirt."

"But my shirt is completely fine." replied Oobleck, pulling his tie up.

"Exactly, you do not show off your body enough, I want to turn you into a man Professor, now are you with me or not?" exclaimed Yang, with a new look of creativity in her eye. After Professor Oobleck had "fixed" his shirt, Yang told him. "You don't really rock that look, let's try something else. Take that off, and try on this. Yang pulled out a black t-shirt."

"But, I can't just undress in front of a girl, much less a student." replied Professor Oobleck.

"Don't worry you'll be fine, it's not like anyone is gonna see you."

"If, you say so…" sighed Oobleck, taking off his shirt. Now Professor Oobleck's shirt was off, he didn't look athletic, but he wasn't fat, he was just… slender. "Ok, so how did you just so happen to get this shirt?" asked Professor Oobleck, examining it without putting it on. Yang replied "Oh, I just found it." waving her hand to show that it didn't matter. "This is so embarrassing, I hope that nobody- "

"Hey Professor I just wanted to give this to you, since I forgot it last…" the words were cut short. Blake had walked into the class to see the shirtless professor, and Yang looking at him, alone in a room. "I'm guessing that this isn't a good time to hand in my paper." said Blake, slowly backing into the door. "Wait, Blake, this isn't." Yang called back, but it was too late, Blake had ran out of the doorway. "Oh, god I'm gonna lose my job. Well, I guess the shirts on; Now what?" asked Professor Oobleck, becoming jittery again from nervousness. "Well now that we have everything in place, let's go get you that professor!" said Yang, pushing professor Oobleck out the door to the teacher's lounge, hoping that Professor Goodwitch was there.

Luckily she was, "Come on, get in there" Yang said as she tried to push a Professor Oobleck. "Suddenly I don't think that this is such a good idea. If you stop, I'll give you an A for the semester, no an A for the rest of the year." stammered Oobleck, who was starting to become a nervous wreck. "Too late Oobleck." grunted Yang as she pushed him through the door.

Yang had managed to push Professor Oobleck into the door. "Uh, h-h-hi Glynda." stammered Oobleck. "Hello Bartholomew." replied Glynda, looking skeptical. "Compliment her looks." said Yang. "Uh, your hair looks great today." said Oobleck. "Did you do anything new with it?" Goodwitch looked at her Oobleck and smiled, "Thanks, though it always looked like this; I'll take that as a compliment though."

"Ask her about what she has been doing lately." said Yang.

"So, is anything new?"

"Not really, But I am going to the concert hall for a performance on Friday."

"Ok, here is the moment of truth, I'm with Weiss and she can arrange for you two to get special seating, ask her if she is going with anyone."

"So, uh… are you going with anyone?"

Oobleck was becoming a nervous wreck; he was shaking, and knocked over a coffee mug. "What do I do after?" whispered Oobleck. Glynda's face turned skeptical; she slowly walked over to Oobleck and put her hand by his cheek. Then she moved her hand to his ear and took out the earpeice and proceeded to set it to the side table. "If you want to ask me out, then let's start over." said Glynda, looking Oobleck in the eye, observing him. Yang and Oobleck sighed. Shit, this just got a whole lot harder.

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