I never would've thought I'd post this. But it's been on my mind for a while now, and I HAD to share it. I'd go crazy if I didn't.

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"Ugh...you know sis, when I said 'Beat yourself around the bush', I didn't mean literally." I said dryly while taking the few grass bits and twigs off of her long blonde hair. Oh yes. She just had to bang her head around a bush thinking it was a way for her friends to stop talking about a topic they brought up on her days ago.

My little sister, May, pouted. "But Amy! You said I should do that when I talk to my friends about...it." she replied back then whispering the last word she put out. I fully know well what "it" was but...this was getting a bit ridiculous. And here I thought she was excited for tomorrow too.

The "it" she was talking about was her obsession with anime. As in the typical anime addict who ships his or her favorite characters in their own fantasies, worships those characters in some sort of community in the internet, and-the most important parts-reading manga, watching its anime, and drawing them in the most likable ways they deemed it to be. Ah yes, the word "otaku" comes to mind when I always see my little sister.

Her friends didn't like anime as much as she does, though. Her friends were more of the "bookworm" types. Reading novels of any kind of genre that they think are good, most of the time talking about the plots of the novels they've read, and practically studious on their own tests and exams. They think watching anime was a waste of time...so May says.

May here, despite her anime obsession, was a straight A student. She never failed on any type of test, except that one time in history. She watched an anime series straight that late at night and didn't get enough studying and sleep. She did passed though, with a help of a bit recalling. But it was still a low-grade our parents didn't expect from her. After that, she was grounded for a week.

Still, even with that experience, she still had the obsession on anime. Especially that American anime she's been fawning over nowadays.

Her friends got suspicious about May when she spouted out a familiar quotation one of her friends had heard from an anime being viewed on a certain channel. When they asked her about it, she panicked but then said she just heard also on a commercial thought it was inspiring. Her friends were still skeptical about it, but they decided to put the issue down for that day.

Then they started asking her about it the next day and the next. May had to keep on saying she didn't like anime with every fiber of her being. Though for her, one statement of denial of her obsession was like a needle pierced through her heart.

So she couldn't take it anymore and came running to me for advice.

And here we are.

I sighed. "I didn't mean you would actually do it. It was a figure of speech, sis." I continued, getting out the last strand of grass off of her hair.

"But it's them! They might not forget about it!" she replied back, facing me with her face forming a frown.

I patted her head gently. "Despite being straight-A students, they're still human beings. They're gonna forget it sooner than later." I went to the living room and settled myself on one of the couches near the T.V. May followed me soon after, throwing me a disbelieving look.

"Gee...that makes me a whole lot better..." was her sarcastic reply.

I sighed again. "How about let's not talk about it and think about something else."

May raised her eyebrows at me. "Like what? Is there anything more horrible than forcing myself to deny my love for anime to my friends?!" I rolled my eyes at her. Did she really have to be such a drama queen every time she talks about anime?

"It's your birthday tomorrow, remember?" I told her, pointing to the calendar hanged on the side of one of the bookshelves for more emphasis.

Her eyes widened and she started to bounce excitedly. "OMG! I forgot its my birthday tomorrow!" she squealed happily as she bounced merrily around the room. Talk about mood swings... She then started gushing about how wonderful the day was going to be tomorrow and how she's going to spend it well.

Huh, now that I think about it...

"Mom and Dad aren't home today, right? And they wouldn't be home until next Monday. How are you going to spend your time tomorrow, without them giving anything to you?" I have to ask her about it. 'Cause I'm not planning on using my allowance for her. Sure. she's my sister. But fortunately for me, there are some things even little sisters can't get from the older sisters. And I'm sticking to that belief. May wagged her finger at me and made a "tsk-tsk" sound.

"Silly big sister. Mom didn't forget it was my birthday tomorrow! So she left us money for the both of us." she said, still wagging her finger at me.

Wait...what?! She left so-"She did?" I asked, a bit baffled that Mom actually left money for us. Mom never gave us money willingly unless if we really needed it. Well there's allowance and all but still...

"Wait...how come I wasn't told we were left with it?" I narrowed my eyes at May suspiciously. May laughed nervously.

"Mom left the money and a note on the dining table. And well..." By this part, she was twiddling her fingers nervously. "You know me... I woke up early, went down stairs, then to the dining room, saw the money and the note, and ahahahaha...thought that-"

"You'd get it yourself?" I asked with an eyebrow raised and my arms folded on my chest.

"No! I thought that I should put it in my room for-uh-you know! Safe-keeping! I wanted to tell you about it but...well..." She trailed off, her eyes darting over glumly at the pile of grass bits and twigs near them. I sighed.

"Alright. I forgive you." At this, she went from gloomy to happy and ran over to hug me. I held out a hand to stop her from doing the action.

"Hugs later, okay? Anyway, let's stop thinking about the money first and think about your plans for tomorrow." May stopped her attempt at hugging and grinned at me.

"Well...first off we'll be going to an anime convention where I'll cosplay as Ruby from-"

"You're still into that anime?" I asked, surprise very clear in my tone.

"Of course I am!" she declared, puffing out her chest for emphasis.

"But it doesn't look that appealing-okay, maybe it wasn't half-bad- but not that great like any of the other anime you watched before." Actually, it was good. Action scenes were awesome, the characters were cool and the weapons shown there were imaginative but still cool. It's just that the story development was...a bit too fast? And there were too many errors in the anime itself. And then the abrupt ending of the first volume. I know its hard for people to make a 3-D action type of anime-I knew that the hard way- but they should have at least made the story more...better? Well, that's my opinion. May gave a look of disapproval.

"How dare you! RWBY is the greatest anime that has ever been made in history!" She yelled out, explaining how much RWBY was a great anime and why people should like it.

I raised an eyebrow. "Is that the straight-A student talking? Or is it the fangirl who ships the characters because they look and I quote 'cute' together?" May only ignored me and continued spouting out things about all the characters of the anime. Ugh...she turned from 'normal' to 'gushing mode...

"-and Jaune and Pyrrha would look soooo cute together! Honestly, they're the only noticeable and sensible paring in the series! And then there's Ren and Nora! Hm...I don't think I see them as a couple, more of best friends." May stopped suddenly. I thought her gushing mode was over until she suddenly yelled out.

"What I would give for all of them to be real!" she declared, punching a fist in the air.

"What? Where did that come from?" I asked, a bit bewildered from her declaration.

"Oh, y'know... Those fanfics about characters from the anime world going over to our world? I mean it would be sooo cool for them to be here! Oh man, if I really do have a real birthday wish, I'd use it for something like that!"

I shook my head disbelieving. Was she being serious? "That's impossible. There's no way something as illogical as that would happened." May only grinned at me.

"You wouldn't know. They might be coming her as we speak!" I glared at her.

"Don't be stupid, sis. You're talking cra-" I would've told her how crazy that idea she was spouting out, until I heard a large sounding thud upstairs.

*THUD**BANG**CRASH*

I jumped at the sounds, looking almost alarmed as I was before. I started looking over where the sound came from. May here would have laughed at me, if she weren't the same as I was.

"What the hell was that?!" May yelled out, her shoulders tensed up almost impossibly.

"I don't know. It sounded like it came from your room, May." I told her, looking over to the space where the sounds came from.

If her eyes were already huge before, they looked enormous now. "What?!" Without thinking, she went out of her stupor and dashed quickly to her room.

Wait...what the hell is she doing?! It could be robbers and thugs there! I thought out, thinking over multiple possibilities of what the noise was.

"Dammit May!" I cursed out loud and grabbed dad's tennis racket hanging on the back of our front door. I took it out of its case and went straight after May.

I ran as fast as I could to her room, clutching the tennis racket as hard as I can.

I can't believe she just went over there! Is she trying to be heroic or just plain dumb?! And here I thought she was smart! She might actually be- My fear line of thought would have continued, if I didn't saw my sister standing outside her room, her mouth gaped like a fish and her eyes opened wide, but not of fear but of shock.

"What the..?" I heard her murmured, her voice putting out a surprised tone.

"You idiot! Do you want to get yourself killed?!" I yelled out at her. She didn't respond to me and only stared at her room. I let out a frustrated growl and grabbed her shoulder.

"Hey! Answer me!" I screamed out, but I didn't receive a response. She only pointed on her room with a shaking finger.

I frowned and looked over to her room as well. Astonishment took me over as I also stared at what was in the room. More specifically...who were in it.

The contents of the room looked unscathed, excluding the flowers, the broken flower vase, and books that fell over the study table from the crash. May would have fumed now from the books being soaked by the water that came from the vase...if it weren't for the three people-with another person sitting on someone's back, laughing wholeheartedly- lying in the middle of the room, making out painful groans and moans.

The first person I saw was a girl with her eyes closed and rubbing her head-probably hitting when they crashed here. She look no more than fifteen, having red-streaked dark hair and wearing what looked like a long red cloak over her clothes. When she opened her eyes, they were a shiny shade of silver filled with intense worry as she looked over-what seemed like-companions sprawled out next to her.

The girl next to her looked older than her, having what felt like the aura of the higher class, judging from the clothes she was wearing. She had long white hair - white hair?-that was made into an off-center ponytail, pale complexion, and icy-blue eyes-her left eye having a faded scar crossed vertically on it. The girl was on her way getting up and holding her head.

Then the person next to her was the only male in the group. He had messy blonde and wore what looked like chest armor over his clothes. From all the four of them, he was the only one passed out. Whether or not he passed out because of their crash or the girl sitting on top him, I stopped myself on that thought.

The only happy girl of the group had short orange hair and turquoise eyes. She was still laughing so loudly, ignoring the continuously groaning male she was sitting on. I would have commented at May because she did the same thing to me back when we were kids...until I saw in the orange haired's hands what looked like an over-sized silver hammer.

I haven't watched the volume but I definitely recognized these people!

I couldn't believe it, though. It was impossible. Illogical. Something like this can't be real!

And yet, here they are. I heard a gasp on my side, and looked over to May who had her hands on her mouth.

"Oh...my...god..." she muttered out then broke into the biggest grin I've seen her in years. I felt my eye twitch.

Both of us are probably thinking the same thing... I thought. But on different perspectives...

I gulped a huge amount of air and stared at the group lying on the floor. One thought screaming loudly in my head.

What the hell are they doing here?!

End.

Whew! It took me a long time to thought this through. I had to make sure I gave emphasis on my OCs.

Anyways, please comment about what you think of the story. If it has errors, give me a shout!