Author's Notes: Dear ladies, gentlemen and everyone in-between, it is I, Vex, here with the second chapter of Our Covenant!

I'm gonna be quick here because of the one thing I have to apologize for. I'm so sorry, I did not expect this chapter to be so dammed long! I mean HOLY CRAP! It was one thing for an opening chapter to be over 5,000 words, but I was looking for between 3,000 and 4,000 here. Fortunately, I've finally been able to finish this upload with the help of Fairy Tail ost and the awesome voice of Sun the white dragon slayer (reference to how Sting Eucliffe is voiced by Michael there, just in case I look like an idiot).

So yeah, not gonna waste any more time here. Just gonna say that uploads might continue at this slow pace for the next few months. I gotta at least work for my place in uni after all! Again, thanks to everyone who reads this - seeing that people are entertained by my work helps to make the effort worthwhile.

(Oh, and the next chapter of Qrossing Field is about 3/4 done, just in case anyone was interested.)

I hope you enjoy!

-Vex out!

Our Covenant - Mission Two: Guess Who's Back?!

They took off from the island of Patch by mid-morning, waving goodbye to the small town and school that had put them up for the summer. It took barely ten minutes to reach the main City of Vale by airship, passing over the crystal blue waters that blanketed the space between the two settlements. The great metallic city and its diverse population was like a different world to the backwater island, its buildings towering over the land, residents racing to their destinations by car, monorail, or - worst of all - foot.

The airport was packed with people rushing about, trying to find their flight, trying to find their friends or family, or just killing time as they wait for boarding. Every seat was packed with waiting passengers chatting, the many conversations going on creating a symphony of discussion that rattled through the building. It was a struggle, but Team RWBY managed to successfully win their first fight of the year, and arrived at the ship bound for Beacon academy with an hour to spare.

As their cases were loaded on board, Blake and Weiss shared a look and gave a half bow to Yang's mother, who had insisted on chaperoning them. Qrow had offered but she immediately put him down, reminding him of work he had to get done for the immanent return of students (the headmistress claiming to have finished hers long in advance). ''Thank you for having us,'' they said in unison, so in time that one would suspect they had been practising the last few days.

The woman just giggled at them. ''No thanks are needed, girls. Feel free to come stay anytime, you're always welcome at Signal.'' She smiled at the group of four. ''Now this is your second year, which means you'll have to work harder than ever.'' She said that last part with a pointed look at Yang and Ruby, the latter having perked up considerably following her earlier gloom.

''You got it, auntie!''

''It's almost like you're saying we aren't amazingly hard workers who dedicate our every waking moment to studying, mom.''

Blake rolled her eyes. ''Yes, what an absurd notion,'' she muttered in a sarcastic tone, smirking at the blonde.

Ruby ran up and threw her arms around her aunt's neck, giving her a big hug, who replied in kind. ''Have a great year, sweetie.''

''I will. Promise.'' Ruby let go and accepted a warm kiss on the cheek before spinning around and breaking into a run. ''Come on guys, I want to see everyone else!'' she yelled.

''Everyone? Or a certain someone?'' Weiss called back.

Ruby screeched to a halt and zoomed back, throwing her hand over Weiss' mouth. ''Shush, Weiss!'' Noticing the sly yet amused look she was receiving, she quickly added, ''Forgive her, Auntie, she knows not what she says. Come on, Weiss!'' With that, she dragged the Schnee heiress away in a trail of dust billowing onto the ship.

Mei Xiao Long just shook her head, entertained by the display of youth from her niece. It may have been some time - but she could remember those days of her life as if they were just yesterday. ''Make sure to take good care of her, Yang.''

''Don't worry, Mom, she's able to take care of herself. But,'' she continued, stretching out the single word, ''I'll keep an eye on her.''

''Good girl. I'll see you soon.''

Being dragged across the floor by her partner was not how Weiss wanted to start the day. Her legs kicked out in an attempt to recover their rightful place on the ground, but the younger girl was having none of it, pulling them along all the way up to one of the ship's observation decks. ''Ruby!? Ruby, stop!'' The hand grasping hers suddenly released, leaving her to the mercy of gravity as she hit the floor.

''What was that?! I told you to keep it quiet!''

Finally allowed to stand under her own weight again, Weiss brushed down her coat with her hands. She stretched, hoping to expel the feeling of being dragged up stairs from her body. ''Impressive, I didn't realise your face could turn that red.''

''Stop trying to change the topic! You-''

Weiss rolled her eyes and sighed, foot tapping on the floor. ''I was just trying to tease you, I wouldn't have said anything. You know you can trust me to keep your secret.''

''Ooooh, Ruby's got a secret?''

''Sounds interesting! May we hear it also?''

Ruby's body bolted straight, shocked by the sound of the two voices behind her. She jumped around and sure enough there was the rather off duo of transfer students. The first was Penny, from Mistral, who had undergone an 'augmentation' process in her past. The result was a combination of biological and synthetic wrapped into the shape of a short girl with bright, wide eyes and a habit of overacting every movement and emotion. Then stood next to her was Sun Wukong, a monkey-type Faunus from Vacuo, standing a full foot higher then his female companion. He was clearly enjoying the last warmth of the dying season with his usual open shirt and cargo pants, from which a yellow tail sprouted.

In her hurry to escape from one embarrassment, Ruby had wandered right into another. ''P-Penny! S-S-S-Sun! Who, me? Have a secret? Nahhh, I don't have a secret, no way, Weiss was just kidding,'' she poured, the words wobbling out in a river from her mouth. Ruby belted an exaggerated laugh before landing a hard punch on the girl's arm.

''Ouch! What was that-''

Weiss was cut off swiftly by her partner, who passed off the hit as a playful gesture. ''So how have you guys been?''

''I had a most wonderful summer, Ruby, thank you!'' Penny chirped in response, throwing herself forward to embrace her friend.

''Don't ignore me!''

''Yeah, we just stuck around Beacon really.'' Sun shrugged with a lopsided grin, pulling a banana from the bunch and peeling it. ''We just got on the ship to see if we could meet anyone and hang out a while.'' The casual way in which the conversation was flowing had a noticeable impact on Weiss' facial muscles. Amused, Sun decided to see how far they could push the game of hot potato by throwing knocking the ball back into Ruby's court. ''How was training camp?''

''Pretty good I'd say.'' Ruby retaliated faster than the eye could see, and was now in possession of the bunch. She pulled another of the fruit away and took a bite through her grin of slight pride. The thief couldn't help but be impressed at the girl who had managed to swipe his food in an instant. Sun nodded his approval before taking back his food.

''I don't take kindly to being ignored!'' Weiss screeched, drawing looks from some of the nearby students.

''Oh, come on Ice Queen, why don't you chill out a bit?''

Weiss' eyelids slid down into a half glare at the male. ''… I already have a team mate who makes puns relentlessly, I don't need you to start too.''

''Who's making puns without me?!''

The latter half of Team RWBY finally caught up, having finished their goodbyes. ''Good to see you're both doing well. Sun, Penny,'' Blake nodded to the pair.

''Hey guys… you're looking good.'' Sun's words were directed to Yang more than Blake, his eyes obviously fixed on her face. The deep scar that was the only blemish on her otherwise perfect visage was all too apparent, glaring back at anyone who passed. Regardless of the looks and whispers her unnatural adornment, Yang stood bold as brass with a beaming smile, not one iota of her attention being drawn away from her friends. She recognised the meaning behind Sun's words however, and replied with a slight nod.

''Thanks. You too.''

The time after this meeting was spent catching up on how things had been since everyone had gone their separate ways for the break. The hour passed sooner than they had expected, and a female voice came over the tanoy to announce their imminent departure. Unlike the usual announcers, this one sounded much more perky, not that anyone noticed what with the more interesting subject of each other to focus on. It was Blake's ears that picked up the familiarity.

''Wait… is it just me or does that voice sound familiar?'' The conversation in their group stopped to catch the last line.

''.. and so we hope you'll enjoy this wild ride! Valkerie out!''

Immediately, five of the group reached the same conclusion, and their faces reflected that terror. Their bodies flew into action - dragging Penny along who remained in ignorant bliss of their imminent peril - and set to work on finding the ship's bridge. As they moved, they felt that slight movement of the ship they were trapped in. Time was running out, for everyone. The journey was fraught with twists and turns, heated arguments on which path to take. Bonds were stretched to their limits, but the group managed to push through the trials and tribulation they faced, and burst into their destined room in a huge bundle.

''Hey guys! I was just gonna go looking for you all!''

''You… we… what?!''

Five sets of confused eyes jumped around the room, each absorbing the information presented to them in a disorganised mess, each racing to piece the puzzle together first. Nora towered over them in her regular attire, dominating the scene with her usual bubbling enthusiasm as she rocked back and forth on her heels. In the backdrop there were two seats, each occupied - one by a dark haired individual with streaks of magenta, his hair caught in a hanging ponytail. ''Nora wanted to give the announcement,'' Ren explained simply, spinning around in his seat to address those present.

''We... we thought Nora might be...''

''Ren! I am disappointed in your poor take off procedure!'' Nora cried, interrupting the group's fragmented attempt at explaining themselves, and threw out an accusing finger. ''Minus ten points!'' With that she whipped out a clipboard and flipped over a few pages. She yanked off the lid of a pen with her teeth and proceeded to draw something. Peering over her shoulders, Sun and Ruby saw a surprisingly neat table printed out titled 'Ren's Big Exam!' Under the column labelled 'Exciting Launch' there sat a frowning face with a lone tear clinging to its cheek, as if weeping in the deepest pits of sorrow.

''Oh, so… you've been learning to fly airships over the summer?'' Sun asked.

''Yes,'' Ren replied, managing to mask his surprise at the Faunus being able to draw that conclusion from one look at Nora's 'evaluation' – one of many sheets he had thrust into his face over the course of his training. ''I felt it would be a good skill to have.'' The bridge, located to the rear of the ship, was raised above the rest of the vessel.

An idea struck Ruby. ''Alright then, next summer we'll go on a road trip, and you can totally be the driver!''

''I believe you need a road for it to be a road trip, Ruby,'' Penny said, unable to resist pointing out the lack of logic in the statement.

''Oh, right… an air trip?''

''Hush now, dolt,'' Weiss instructed, eager to keep from hearing any more of the girl's random thoughts.

''What does that mean?'' Blake asked in reference to a blinking light on the console, eyes directed by her innate attraction to the small red glow.

''Oh that? That's an alert for something on the outer hull of the ship. This is a slow moving vessel so it's not uncommon for birds to sit on the wings sometimes. Still, just to be safe,'' the pilot nodded to Ren.

''Right.'' He pressed a button on the console which opened up a camera feed on his scroll. ''Oh…''

''What is it?''

Ren was silent for a moment, a blank expression on his face. ''Something… a bit bigger than a bird,'' was all he could manage. With a flick of his wrist, brushing his fingers across the display of the scroll, the image appeared on the overhead monitor clear for all in the room to see.

Against the endless backdrop of blue skies and white clouds was what appeared to be two people standing on the flat steel shell of the ship, facing each other down, clouds of yellow and red rustling in the wind around their heads.

''Is that…?''

''I think it is...''

''Oh god, are they really...?''

The thin, flowing cloud of red whipped forward, stopping a foot from the yellow when their blades clashed. One, two, three times steel met steel on the most unorthodox battlefield they had seen. The heated excitement of one kept pushing forward, forcing her more mellow-colored opponent onto the defensive.

''Looks like it.''

It was obvious who held the advantage, slashing repeatedly giving no quarter in her offensive. Then, oddly, she bounced back a few paces. Though her hair concealed most of her face, her mouth displayed a look of bliss - exhilaration. Even as she became the one under attack, the curvature of her lips remained strong. She avoided each one with an extravagant flip, kicking her pointed feet in wide arches like a windmill. This continued until her repeated dodges went on spin too far, and she found herself sailing off the edge of their arena and into open air. The boy threw himself forward with a leap, reaching out for her hand.

They fell out of sight of the camera and everyone held their breaths. A loud, dull thud came from somewhere above. Just as questions of what caused that noise, a figure dropped from the top of the window, disappearing just as quickly as he had appeared. That fall was then followed by another figure in red, although travelling somewhat slower than the last.

''Nora... could you?''

''On it!'' she yelled, forcing her way between Weiss and Penny, sending them stumbling back, before bolting from the room.

''That was… unexpected,'' Blake said in a sardonic tone that expressed everyone's feelings at once.

The room sat in a stunned silence for the following moments, nobody sure of where to proceed. After all, it wasn't every day you see... whatever they had just witnessed. In the end it was Yang who broke the silence. ''Listen guys, I'm gonna split. There are some other people I need to go see.''

''Wait, what? Why? They're just about to get here.''

''Sorry, Sis, say hi to them for me!'' Yang called, spinning around and darting down the corridor in the opposite direction to Nora. Her fading footsteps were all they were left with at the brawler's sudden departure.

''What was that about?'' Sun asked.

''No idea,'' Blake replied. ''I'll go after her. Good seeing you guys again,'' she finished to Ren.

''Likewise,'' he nodded, before turning back to focus on the task at hand.

Ruby and Weiss shared a look of confusion and a silent agreement to deal with it later. Silence fell again as they awaited the return of Nora, as if they were an audience at a circus waiting for they show to begin. In a single brilliant beam of light, the ringmaster Nora Valkerie reappeared, a look of explosive joy on her face.

''Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, allow me to introduce the pair you've all been waiting for! Jaune Arc and Pyrrha Nikos!''

The dramatic announcement was followed up with a much more muted entrance: first came Jaune, looking pretty much the same as when they had last seen him. It was the latter of the pair who had changed the most. Gone were the bronze armaments that Pyrrha wore before, including the chained headpiece that she was usually never seen without. Instead now her hair hanged low in two waist length ponytails. In terms of clothing she looked like a regular civilian in a red sleeveless v-neck, light brown skirt and boots.

''Uh… hey guys,'' Jaune greeted with a wave, knowing that they had all been watching what had just gone down - embarrassment replacing the relieved pain of falling off the roof.

''Before anything else,'' Weiss said loudly, drowning out any attempted speech by the others, ''what in the name of all that is good and pure in this world were you doing on top of this ship?''

That started one of the most ridiculous explanations they had ever heard, the sort of tale that would be suited to being on a children's Saturday morning television show. It began with two individuals running late, about to miss their flight. They arrive at the airport just as the ship is taking off. With little other choice, one grabs the other and uses her power of attraction to fling them onto the ship. With little other options, they decide to wait out the trip on the roof, then get off when the ship comes in to dock. It was halfway through the flight that they had the excellent idea to do a bit of training...

''And then this guy goes and falls! Come on, you knew I could've just used my Semblance to attach myself to the wall.'' Without warning

The bluntness with which she spoke drew several curious looks to which the Jaune just smiled, and tilted his head to the side slightly, as if to say 'just accept it.'

''Okay, okay, let me see if I can guess who you all are from what Jaune's told me.'' The redhead said, letting go of her partner's arm. She then began to slowly pace between everyone in the room, taking a long hard look at them all over each in turn. ''So I know Nora and Ren already from when we met up a few weeks back. You have a tail… so you must be Sun,'' she said, pointing at the Faunus. ''We fought each other in the Vytal Tournament, right?''

''Yeah, that's right. I'm sure you've been told how I so won that fight,'' he lied, shooting a prizewinning toothy grin at the girl.

''Umm, no. That's not how it went, right Jaune?'' Her deadpan response and the shake of Jaune's head brought chuckles from the others as Sun's imaginary ego deflated itself.

The next person stepped up close to Pyrrha. ''Oh, do guess who I am next, Pyrrha!''

''You… hmmm.'' Pyrrha took a moment, raising a finger to her lips and leaned in to look over the next in line. The way she leaned in would be considered an invasion of privacy by most people. ''Short, jumpsuit, curly orange hair… Penny?''

Penny's face erupted like fireworks in the night sky. ''Incredible! To think you would be correct on the very first guess! Just what I would expect from my rival!''

''A rival? Jaune, you never told me I had one of those! Well, in that case we're totally going to have to spar sometime in the future, Penny.''

The cyborg girl grabbed one of Pyrrha's hands with both of her own and gave it an enthusiastic shake. ''It's a promise!''

''Okay, now… red hood, so you have to be Ruby. You're the youngest... but Jaune said you're still really strong and that I can always count on you if I need help.'' That addition made Ruby smile with embarrassment; the girl was still not good with receiving earnest praise like that. ''And a girl dressed all in white… Weiss!''

''Yes, I am the one and only Weiss Schnee. I'm sure Arc has told you all about me.''

''Hmmm. Let's see… I know he told me something…'' Weiss frowned at the way Pyrrha was struggling to come up with anything. It was when Weiss was about to wave it off an unimportant - but making sure to have a talk with Jaune about respect later - that Pyrrha came up with something, clapping her hands together with a pleased look on her face. ''Oh yeah! Difficult.''

A small tick appeared in the girl's forehead. ''… excuse me.?''

''Yeah, he said that you were difficult to talk to, hard to approach, and that you always acted like you were better than everyone else… and he also told me not to repeat all that… whoops.'' Pyrrha finished with a giggle and a playfully sheepish look, which Jaune responded to with sheer despair. What he had told her about Weiss in their discussion a week prior had included how he had felt trying to flirt with in the first few months of their meeting. Unfortunately, those seemed to be all Pyrrha could recall, and without any context...

''Mr Arc…''

He would have flinched at the sharp infliction in her voice had it not been for the paralysis by fear he was experiencing. His head slowly clicked to look at her in notches, like a toy whose joints had been broken for some time. He let out a nervous chuckle. ''Yes… Weiss?''

Rather than the rage he was expecting, the Schnee heiress simply smiled sweetly at him, the tick in her forehead threatening to burst at this point. ''I think we may also need to have a… sparring match when we arrive at Beacon.''

Pyrrha remained blissfully ignorant to the underlying threat there, and instead focused on the group as a whole. ''Wait a second… there were supposed to be two more, right? Uhhh… Blake and Yang?''

''That's right. They… uhh, had to run off to see some people, but I'm sure you'll meet up with them soon enough.''

''Yeah, I hope so…'' Pyrrha let her head dip forward, casting her gaze to the floor. ''Listen… I'm sorry.''

''What for, Pyrrha?''

The sudden change in mood was painted across Pyrrha's face. ''Just… for everything. I don't remember what happened, the accident I mean. I know it must be hard… I mean, I look the same and sound the same, but I'm sure I'm not the same person you all remember… I'll understand if you'd all rather not be around me.''

Her eyes remained fixed on a single spot, waiting for some form of response. The unnerving silence she received was unexpected. What was even more unexpected was the sudden smack over the head she received from a wooden clipboard.

''Dummy!'' Nora exclaimed. ''Don't say silly things like that.''

''Yeah, we're not going to abandon you just because you don't have those old memories. We'll just have to make new ones together.''

''That's right. And besides, that was a very Pyrrha thing to say. You'll have no objections from me.''

One by one everyone found something to throw in to the assuring melting pot that they fed to Pyrrha. Each word was a spoonful which, when swallowed, filled her with with a little more warmth. A hand slipped itself onto her shoulder and gave a reassuring squeeze.

''Really...? Thank you, everyone.''

Through the wide glass windows before them, a spire of green came into sight, a little inland from the steep cliffs. Seeing that colour brought a smile to Pyrrha's face, and a feeling welled in her chest unlike any she had experienced before. With the comforting hand on her shoulder, and friends surrounding her, she felt all inhibitions she had felt slip away.

It was the beginning of yet another year at Beacon. The academy that had merely murmured with the few students who stayed in the dorms for whatever reason over the summer vacation now erupted once more into the constant chatter of hunters-in-training. If there was one thing that the academy had pride for, it was accepting students from every walk of life. As he looked out over the gathered mass of returning students, he felt that old flame reignite as it always did on this day.

As he stepped out onto the stage, all conversations died one by one until all eyes were fished on him. His exterior did not betray the smile hiding within as he took a single sip from his mug.

''I would like to stat this new semester with a few words. Each and every one of you standing here has managed to overcome the past year and continue on to return for another. Let me warn you now: your lives will not be getting any easier. Your limits will be pushed further than you could possibly imagine, both mentally and physically. This applies to all of you equally: second, third and fourth years alike.''

He paused a moment to inhale a few more millilitres of his beverage before continuing.

''I expect you all to continue on the path that you believe in, without fear or remorse, and I pray that you all reach the destinations you want. Your instructors will do their utmost to help you, as will your peers, I'm sure. All you need do is ask. And, with that, there is but one thing left to say. Welcome back.''

With that he turned, and left the stage to the sound of applause. No doubt some did it only due to politeness' dictation – as he had when he was a student – but he hoped his words would reach the hearts of some students. Upon exiting the auditorium it was only a short walk to the central building. The academy was quiet, as it always was whenever he wished to reach somewhere without distraction. He passed the building's central building without a word to the receptionist, who didn't even notice his presence. In fact, she was so still that one may have mistaken her for a mannequin.

Standing in front of the elevator, Ozpin took another sip of his drink. With the press of the button that opened the doors it was like the world woke up again. His receptionist continued typing and in the distance there came the sound of students filing out of the assembly. The doors slid open and he stepped in, cane tapping on the ground with every step, and he stood facing them as they closed. The unit began to slide up the shaft smoothly all the way to the top floor. It was something he had thought many times before – but dust really was convenient for transport sometimes. Rather than hiking up flights of stairs he could press a single button and be taken where he wanted to go in seconds.

He was rather fond of his office. Rather than keep the old workplace of his predecessor, he had the innards of the clocktower that stood boldly in the middle of campus converted. The emerald glass that encased the highest floor transformed the light that shined through, slipping between the numerous cogs that span in the roof. It made for a very tranquil setting when he was alone, working his way through the tasks set to him in running the school, or dealing the council of Vale whose mind-numbing nagging never ceased.

The shadows froze on the floor with his first step out of the elevator and remained that way as he slowly crossed the floor, skirting around his wide, curved desk and sat down in his seat. The cane was laid to rest against the desk. He took one final sip before the meeting commenced, and set the mug down on its coaster with a muted tap. The shadows resumed moving, continuing their incessant waltz across the smooth dance floor.

It was with a sharp crack that the bullwhip lashed the ground before the closing doors he had passed through a moment ago. ''Always a pleasure,'' he greeted his guest. ''But I would prefer if you didn't try to destroy my floor, if at all possible.''

''Sarcasm is unbecoming of you,'' the woman responded in a level tone, unperturbed by the failure of her ambush. She curled the weapon and set it to rest in the holster beneath her coat.

''I was not aware that I was being sarcastic, but my apologies regardless. Thank you for coming.''

''When the illustrious Professor Ozpin requested my assistance, my attendance was a certainty.'' She waited for the man to respond, but received nothing but raised eyebrows over his spectacles, amused at the first part of her reply. She rolled her eyes, pressing on as if her hypocrisy never happened. ''So, to what do I owe the pleasure of being called from Atlas?''

Ozpin reached into a draw under his desk and from it withdrew two files and set them out on the desk. The woman strode over and took a single glance, realizing they were student files, before turning her nose up without even opening them. ''I decline,'' she answered, turning away to leave.

''Listen-''

''No,'' she cut him off, rounding back and crossing her arms. ''You have already delivered one child to me without my consent; I will not allow you to do the same with two others.''

''Just take a look at who they are at least.''

The woman's stone cold glare remained fixed, unblinking, trying to stare him down into submission. Her eyelids slid closed and she sighed in annoyance, letting her arms fall. Without saying anything she strode forward and grabbed the two files with a swipe of her hand. Throwing open the first file, her rocky expression crumbled into surprise. After a few moments locked onto the picture of the student, she opened the other file to the same result.

''You are despicable,'' she muttered before whipping her head up. ''You knew I would not be able to refuse these two.''

''I… may have had a hunch,'' Ozpin replied, remaining stoic despite his satisfaction at a victory.

It was a victory the woman considered underhanded and was about to make it known, that is until a thought struck her. ''Very well, Octavius,'' she smiled, the glare she wore before dissipating. ''I shall train these two. However, if I am going to teach, I suppose I should be thorough about it, correct?''

The sharp look she gave him almost made Ozpin wish he could just be struck by the whip. Victory at a cost it seemed.

Dear Diary,

Hey it's me, Pyrrha! Today was awesome!

I finally met up with all my old friends from Beacon again. I only met them once before being taken from the hospital and going with Jaune to his parent's orphanage where I spent the summer (but you know all about that already).

I was actually really worried about today… I mean, how could I not be? There were all these thoughts spinning around my head about how they would reject me for not being how I was before… but Jaune kept telling me that they wouldn't - that they weren't like that. He was right. He can actually be quite smart sometimes.

Right now Ren's sitting on his bed watching Nora bounce up and down on hers, and Jaune's in the shower getting ready for bed. This is my team. Team JNPR. I can already see why I liked being with them so much – with everyone in fact. They're all so much fun to be with! This evening we had a 'pancake party' to celebrate everyone getting back together. Pretty much we took over the kitchen and lounge of the dorm and used it to eat a feast of… haha, well, I'm sure you can guess.

This will be my first night sleeping the dorms since the ominous 'accident', and tomorrow classes will be starting again. I can't wait! I know I have a lot to be thankful for. Everyone around me is being super nice and welcoming. I'll have to work hard at school and continue training to make sure it all pays off!

I'll report back tomorrow with how it goes!

Next time, Mission Three: Nice To Schnee You