Author's Note:
Man it's been forever since I've posted here!
The origin to this series of drabbles started from a #FlashFictionFebruary prompt (500-1000 words for every day of February) I decided to include some drabbles of my favourite R.W.B.Y. ship: ReNora.
So the long-short of it: 1000 words of relatively canon shenanigans.
There will *obviously* be spoilers as the series goes along, so be sure to pay attention to the "drabble location in R.W.B.Y. timeline" as an indicator.
If you have something in mind, feel free to send in a review with a drabble suggestion / writing prompt. I'll see what I can do. ^_^
Suggested by: Author's Original Creation
Drabble location in R.W.B.Y. timeline: Volume 3, Episode 8: Destiny
Basic Scenario: What happens after Nora drags Ren back to the fairgrounds...
*BOOP*
"Well I think they're cute!" Nora interjected, walking alongside her taller -currently overburdened- friend through the fairgrounds.
"You're meddling, Nora." Ren scolded.
"Am not!" Nora furrowed her brow, "I'm simply trying to push them into the right direction." She reached up and grabbed a handful of popcorn, stuffing it into her mouth, "I mean," her speech was muffled, "you and I can both tell that Pyrrha really, really likes Jaune..." she paused to swallow, "but Jaune hasn't made any moves since the dance... and I don't mean dance moves!"
In went another handful of popcorn, though Nora had the sense to chew and swallow before continuing.
"It's been weeks, he can't still be getting over Weiss..." Nora sighed, "but I have a good feeling about this; Jaune got some cotton candy for Pyrrha, and that's a step in the right direction!"
Ren couldn't help but glance at the half-finished cotton candy they'd been sharing.
Nora pouted, "so maybe this time Jaune'll stop being so dense and get a gosh-darn clue!"
Ren raised an eyebrow, "Do you think it's wise for teammates to be in a relationship?"
"Oh sure," Nora waved a hand without thinking, "I mean, Ruby said that her parents were both on the same team and she turned out fine. Heck! She got into Beacon two years early, so they must've been doing something right!"
Ren sighed lightly; that wasn't what he meant.
Before they could continue, a loud booming voice called out from one of the festival games.
"Step right up! Don't be shy!" A striped-vested showman -complete with a moustache and flat-topped straw hat- twirled his cane at the attraction, "Only five Lien to test your strength!"
"Ooh, that's perfect!" Nora tugged Ren by the arm towards the high striker. "I did promise that I'd win you a stuffed animal." Her eyes lit up with excitement.
Already a rather large crowd had gathered around the attraction, as the bell of the high striker was an impressive two storeys above the fairgrounds.
"Gentlemen." The pointed his cane into the middle of a group of boys, "can you prove you're man enough to ring the bell?" He turned to some of the girls accompanying them, "Ladies... does any boy have a right to bask in such lovely presence, if they can't prove their strength?"
Ren did everything he could to keep the bucket of popcorn in his hands level as Nora dragged him closer to the game.
"Wield this hammer," the showman gestured widely to a huge hammer on a rack, "and we'll see if you have what it takes to-"
"Ooh! Ooh! I'd like to try!" Nora smiled from ear-to-ear, releasing Ren and hopping up and down.
The showman was taken aback, but only for a moment, "Why... of course you can try!" He pointed to a significantly smaller hammer nearly hidden behind the other, "We even have a hammer especially for little ladies, such as yourself."
Ren had to suppress a snort; it was so typical for people to underestimate Nora. Whether it was mistaking her bubbly nature as stupidity or -in this case- her smaller stature as weakness. He took a sip from his soda, prepared to enjoy the spectacle that was 'Nora proving everyone wrong'.
"Why thank you," Nora said cheerfully, passing five lien to the showman before stepping up onto the platform. She breezed right past the main hammer and it's little lady counterpart to an enormous hammer that was behind them all. The head alone was nearly the size of Nora's petite body.
Gripping the shaft, she dramatically dragged it behind her as the showman looked on with his jaw slackened. Feigning exhaustion, Nora wiped a hand over her forehead.
"Boy, this 'little ladies' one sure is heavy." Nora moaned.
The crowd laughed at Nora's antics as the showman sputtered, "T-That's not what I-"
"Oh well!" Nora shrugged with a giggle, straightening up. She winked over her shoulder at Ren, before adjusting her grip on the hammer.
Widening her stance, Nora squared out her shoulders and prepared herself as if she were in battle. Ren saw the faint shimmer of her aura flaring along the surface of her skin. Nora then took a running leap across the platform, laughing as she soared.
There was a breathless moment of hang time as Nora somersaulted mid-air, before bringing down the hammer to the dead centre of the pressure pad, with a spectacular smash.
The ring of the bell lasted much shorter than it typically would, as the weight sped past the normal limits and shot the bell off right of the tower.
"Oopsies." Nora gasped, "Sorry about that..." she fluttered her eyes innocently at the now-speechless showman.
Skipping over to the prize rack, while the crowd cheered, Nora looked up at the selection of stuffed animals. Her eyes widened when she saw a large stuffed sloth.
"Perfect!" She grabbed the sloth around the middle. Hoping lightly off of the platform, Nora landed at Ren's side, "thanks for the game, sir!" she called back all too cheerfully to the shell-shocked employee.
The crowd dispersed as the showman picked up the pieces of his ego and the bell.
Meanwhile Nora happily walked alongside Ren, relishing in her victory.
"Guess he didn't watch much of the tournament," Ren rolled his eyes as Nora hugged the sloth around her shoulders with a gleeful smile.
"Kraaaw! Kraaaw!" Nora flapped the arms of the sloth outwards.
Ren smirked, "Such accurate sloth noises."
With a giggle, Nora reached one of the stuffed sloth's arms forward and poke his nose with one of its claws, "Boop!"
Ren couldn't stop the smile if his life depended on it.
"Now where were we..." Nora stroked her chin, "Ah yes!" She punched the air, the sloth draped over her shoulders bounced with her, "how to get Pyrrha and Jaune together-together..."
"Meddler." Ren teased, tossing a handful of popcorn into his mouth and waiting to listen to his best friend's latest scheme as Beacon's resident matchmaker.
