Clashing blades and screaming fans were among the highlights of the sounds of the Vytal Festival, but even at the courtyard festival, the atmosphere of celebration permeated the air. Whether it was the delicious smell of the Shopkeep's Ramen noodles, or the sound of excited yelling and cheering as a fan favorite won, the air surrounding the Tournament itself bled over into the people of the kingdom's represented. And speaking of excitement-

Hey! Narrator! Is this my part yet?

The fuck? No, no it isn't. Wait like five more minutes.

Okay, fine. But I demand a higher paycheck!

I'm not even paying you-oh forget it.

"So there we were," Nora said out to her friends, all sat around a set of outdoor tables installed to relax the aching feet of both busy fan and ruthless competitor alike. "Surrounded...by Ursai!"

With no hesitation, Ren corrected "It was a single black bear. Wasn't even an Ursa, it was an actual bear."

"They looked at us, ready to feast on our bones!" Nora continued. Despite the usual back and forth this interaction brought, the other six people between them were drawn in, though in different ways. While most of them were amused by it, Blake took the time to use it as background noise, catching up on some reading. Weiss, meanwhile, absentmindedly checked her bank account, making sure her saved money wasn't removed by Jacques's interference.

Ren also continued, corrected her with "It wasn't even paying attention. It was just catching fish."

"And with a single swing each of their large paws-" and then Nora paused for dramatic effect. With emotion in her voice, she said "They killed a poor, innocent animal right in front of us!"

Ren, the ever patient friend that he was, left off with one final correction, saying "The black bear caught a catfish. And unbeknownst to me, she actually quite liked living catfish."

While the ones paying attention laughed, Nora looked off into space with a look of respect in her eyes, mourning the little fishy. It was all going quite well; it was a nice calm day.

At least, until a certain jackass suddenly popped in, appearing in a flash of red light with a yell of "BAM!" and a hand on his belt buckle. Everyone reared back in their chairs in shock. He was dressed in a red and black jumpsuit, two katana on his back and two pistols in holsters by his side. Cracking his neck back and forth, he put his hands on his hips and looked around. After a while, however, he seemed annoyed. He said in a lively voice "Hold on a fucking second. This is not San Francisco! I have a routine assignment to get to!"

Wade, we're assassinating a Mall Santa.

"It's still weird! Like-" he stopped talking. Turning to Teams RWBY and JNPR as they stood before him, shocked and confused, he said "...Is this The Wolf Among Us? Or, no, wait, Fables, right?"

"I-I don't-" Weiss nervously said, too stunned to think.

Blake stammered out a "Who the hell are you?"

Dude! They don't know who we are?! Aw, shit, this is worse than that time you got your dick stuck in an elava-

Shaking his head to keep that memory away from the little Yellow Box, he answered with a somersault through the air. Once his feet hit the ground, he extended an arm out to Blake and said "Howdy!"

Howdy?

Roll with it, Blue Box, or else we won't shut up.

"I am your deadly neighborhood Deadpool." he answered with a slight bow.

Yang, now slightly bemused, said "...Deadly neighborhood Deadpool?"

Turning to her, his eyes took a second to dart downward-

Wade, she's underaged.

Not in the author's home state!

As true as that is, please don't drag me into this. Anyway, his eyes darted back up and he responded "Why yes, though I do go by Deadpool for short. I also go by Wade Wilson, The Merc With The Mouth, The Red Fool Named Deadpool, the Artist Formerly Known as Deadpool, D Piddy, xXCancer_Cock1138Xx, Cable's Sidekick, Cable's Best Friend, Thanos's Romantic Arch-Nemesis, The Best Day of Your Life, The Worst Day of Your Life, The Star of the Best Marvel Movie Since The Avengers, and The Man Who is Seen at Every Goddamn Convention Ever."

If looks could kill, the confused glances of everyone at the tables would miss every single time. Finally, however, Ruby reached a conclusion upon looking at Deadpool for a while. "Are...you a superhero?"

Rotating on his heel, he said "Uh, depends, how much money do you have?"

Pulling out a few Lien cards, Ruby responded "Uh, around seventy-five Lien?"

"Lien? What kind of currency is tha-" and then Deadpool stopped. Everyone looked at him and eachother in anticipation, waiting for him to continue on. And he did, in an unexpected way.

"AM I ON ANOTHER PLANET?!" Deadpool suddenly shouted, before running away from the booth and running in circles. "Of course, so simple! That's why I don't recognize these cosplayers, that's why the air feels 50% less like mine, and that's why the author is probably laughing at me!" I'm not, if it's any consideration to you, dear reader. But anyway, he suddenly stops and raises his fist up to the sky. "DAMN YOU, PETER QUILL! DAMN YOU AND YOUR COMBINATION OF LIMITLESS POWER AND CHRIS PRATT'S SEXY GODDAMN FACE!"

Everyone sat there, confused, before Wade simply turned to them and said "Hey, assholes? Wanna help me take revenge on some superpowered demi-son of a bitch?"

"Hell yeah!" Nora shouted out before anyone else could think.

Crossing her arms and huffing, Weiss simply said "No. This man is insane!"

Nora, in her infinite wisdom, turned around to the heiress and said "My kind of fun, then. Ren, you helpin'?" And with a single stoic nod, Deadpool stood up to his feet with a smile underneath his mask.

"Awesome!" he enthusiastically said. Then, he said "Okay, so...do any of you have a bed? Being teleported by Space-Lord or whatever does a number on your molecules."

Weiss's point was then proven when he tipped backwards into unconsciousness, landing in a puff of dust. Helpfully, Nora rushed over and picked him, before making way to the dorm. "Not a bad way to start the day." Nora thought, as she knew this little journey was going to get weirder and weirder just from this one experience. But if anyone could see her grin now, they'd know that she just didn't care.