Emma looked up to the sky, watching the bright colorful balloons float away towards the clouds. She lifted her hands up trying to reach them. She commanded that they come back so that she could play with them. They refused and kept on floating away. She tried to hop and hop and hop, hoping to reach them and still they floated off, farther away from her reach.

"Emma come here." Carolina called out to her. "Baby we need to go."

Emma turned around and ran to her mother. Sort of a run with a bit of a waddle, from her little jeans.

She took her mothers hand and they continued walking through the park. Spring time in Chorus was lovely and Carolina loved spending time here with Emma. When she turned to see her, waddling in her tight jeans. "Baby how come on you never want to wear those skirts or dress I get you?"

Emma squeezed her mothers hand tighter and started to pout. "I don't like dresses. There dumb!" She said whiling stomping her feet with each step. She never did like those dresses.

She was clearly upset, but Carolina could tell that there was something else was wrong. Hidden in that outburst, she could also see sadness. "Emma. Whats wrong?"

Emma looked to the sky above at the balloons, still bright and colorful. She reached out her hand again, hopping that one of them would come down to her.

"I want balloony."

Carolina looked up to see balloons in the sky, now as tiny dots in the sky. Carolina looked back down to Emma and smiled. She took her hand and together walked down the walk path. As they kept walking they passed by others groups of kids, teens and families enjoying themselves, and with some kids with their own balloons. Emma was starting to get a little annoyed. Why was her mommy taking her through here, seeing other kids with balloons. Like she was mocking her. They finally stopped when the arrived at a balloon vendor.

"Which one do you want Emma?" Carolina asked.

Emma spent a long minute deciding which one of the bright, colorful balloons she really really wanted. So many options. The green one looked nice. The blue one looked pretty. The black one reminded her of Auntie Texas. She finally decided on going with the red one. Red was her favorite color. She held the big balloon and started spinning around with it. She laughed at her own enjoyment. Carolina paid for the balloon and they continued their walk.

Off in the distance she could see someone familiar under a gazebo. Another girl with shorts and with a soccer ball under her foot. "J.D.!" Emma called out and started running towards the girl. Carolina quickly chased after her until they made it to the shady structure. The girl, J.D., turned around and was nearly tackled down from Emma charging at her and hugging her.

"J.D. look I have balloony." Emma said. J.D. smiled at the small child and her closest friend. She showed her her blue balloon. J.D. turned around to wake up her sleeping father. She started tugging at his sleeve and moving it around trying to wake him. He finally snorted awake.

"What, what happened?" He said barely waking up from his nap.

"Hi Uncle Mitch." Emma said to her favorite sociopathic uncle. "Look at my balloony."

"Oh he kid." Michigan said and started brushing her growing brown hair. "Wheres your mom?"

Just as he asked the question, Carolina finally reached the structure and to her surprise, met up with her old buddy. "Mitch? Hi, didn't expect to see you here. Hey J.D. how are you doing sweetheart?"

J.D. smiled and gave a little wave. Carolina smiled at the little ten year old. "So what are you guys doing here?"

"Oh you know, playing a little futbol. Been trying to teach her the rainbow." Carolina and Emma both tilted their heads in confusion. Whatever rainbow was. "Its a soccer thing. J.D."

J.D. took the ball and moved over to the grass. She dribbled the ball between her feet and then started off with a little run. She then started the move by kicking the ball ahead and then passing her foot over the ball as its rolling and then pull it up behind her foot and let it ride up her leg. She lifted her foot up to try and kick it over her head, but instead ended up kicking the ball away and it hitting a table.

"Like I said, trying." Michigan said. J.D. pouted and scowled at him and then threw the ball at Michigan. "Hey I'm kidding."

J.D. stomped over to him and slumped onto the bench. Michigan gave her a little hug and then a little kiss on the head. Good effort for trying.

While Carolina and Michigan were talking about recent events, Emma and J.D. were sitting together nearby, snacking on some sandwiches that Carolina prepared. Emma grabbed her balloon and started shaking it. She could swear something was inside. She tried shaking it harder to get to whatever was in the red balloon. J.D. grabbed hers and started doing the same. They really wanted to get what was in their balloons. They started bashing them together, hoping that through the power of teamwork they could get the prize inside. Carolina could see through the corner of her eye their little fight. With the Red and Blue balloons. Good old times.

Once the struggle got to its peak both balloons ruptured and exploded, catching the parents by surprise. Michigan and Carolina turned around to see Emma picking up a piece of what remained of the balloon. It looked like a massacre. Emma looked up to see the surprise on her mommies face. "J.D. murdered balloony." She said pointing at her friend. J.D. immediately started shaking her head, trying to prove her innocent and pointing at Emma, claiming it was her fault.

Both Carolina and Michigan both started laughing at the children as they exchanged the blame of the balloon murders. "Come on Emma. Lets play a little."

After changing into shorts Emma and Carolina joined Michigan and J.D. in their game. They continued playing for maybe ten minutes before they heard someone calling out to them. Emma was the first to hear the voice. She immediately ran to him. "Daddy!" She called out.

Washington ran towards the group and Emma met him half way. He picked her up and started hugging her. "Hey sweetie. Sorry I'm late."

Carolina met up with them and welcomed her husband with kisses of her own. "Hey Wash. About time you showed up."

"Sorry I'm late. Vanessa's been riding my a, uh, riding me about work."

Michigan and J.D. walked over to them and welcomed Washington into the huddle. As soon as they were done Washington was ready to get into the game. Emma had the ball.

"Come on Emma, pass it." Washington said.

Emma readied her shot and kicked the ball as hard as she could. The little four year old kicked it pretty hard. The ball went flying through the air and smacked her daddy right in the face. Washington fell right on his back. Michigan whistled loudly and held up a red card.

"Thats a foul." He said.

Emma pointed at J.D. and blamed it her. "It was J.D."

J.D. just threw her arms in the air in annoyance.


Hey guys, Johnny D here. As if your actually reading this.

Just wanted to say to all of you who have been wondering why its been taking so long to up date my stories like Future Problems Today, Ping Pong, and the Grand Leviathan story. (Yeah, all as in the two of you.)

I've been struggling to fine time to write these stories. I really want to keep writing, but I've just seem to have lost motivation to write. Not just these stories, but I'm also a writer. Been working on novels and scripts and ideas for other projects. I want to write and make movies someday, but as I've said before I've just lost motivation. Theres no one I can really talk to because they don't really understand these kind of things. It really sucks too because I still have a lot of ideas for other stories.

I still need to make a story about My OC, Agent Michigan, a few other characters that are crucial. The whole story of Emma. The Emma Chronicles. A few RWBY stories, as well as a bigger story which will be my grandest RWBY story. I have an idea for a serious of stories.

Anyway I don't know why I'm still telling you guys this. You probably stopped reading this after the first sentence. Anyway have a good one and thanks for actually getting this far.

I promise, I'll try my best to keep writing. Hopefully I be able to get back back in the game.