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I hope you all enjoy this chapter and thank you Unease for being my beta reader on this chapter.

Reeves3.

Chapter 3

Not A Bag Of Flour

"Well no, but I did get one of those too."

Yang raised up her shopping bag and kicked the door shut behind her before placing the bags on the floor. She then put the car seat on the floor and unbuckled Tigger from it and lifted him up into her arms.

"Girls, meet Tigger. Tigger, this is Ruby, Weiss, and the tall sexy one with black hair is Blake."

Tigger let out a gurgle, wriggling his legs in his bouncing motion again and waving his arms around. Ruby's expression immediately turned to adoration, like the first time she found out Glynda Goodwitch was a huntress. Blake and Weiss remained motionless.

"He's so cute," Ruby squealed, rushing up to her sister and fawning over the baby.

"I'm sorry, but that's a doll, right?" Weiss asked, still not believing what she was seeing.

Yang glanced at her and shook her head. "Nope, he's a real boy."

Blake was frowning. "H-how? Seriously, how? You went out to get flour, how did you come back with a child?"

"Did you steal someone's baby?" Weiss accused, pointing a finger at Yang and marching up to her.

"What?" Yang exclaimed. "No!"

"Sooooo, why do you have a child with you?" Ruby asked, her little finger being squeezed by one of Tigger's tiny hands.

"We would like to know that too."

The four girls jumped and Ruby gave a small yelp at the man's voice that sounded in their room. They looked to the door to see Professor's Ozpin and Goodwitch standing there.

"Bloody hell," Yang called out loudly, having been spooked from behind. Glynda coughed, giving Yang the evil eye. The brawler quickly rectified her mistake. "I mean, it's good to see you got my message."

"Not what I was expecting, but it'll do," their strict teacher quipped. "Yes we received your message, and since you classified it as urgent, we came as you asked. We now see that the matter is important indeed."

Blake grabbed Yang's arm and turned her around. "You sent them an urgent message? Yang, what's going on?"

Yang sighed. "It's a long story."

Professor Ozpin pulled up a chair and made himself comfortable. "Then please start at the beginning."

Skipping over the incidence with the bag of flour Yang invented the excuse that she simply went for a jog as to why she went into town. After that tall-tale (with Ruby, Weiss, and Blake adverting her eyes when she told the point-blank lie to their Professors), Yang told them how she came across the abandoned baby and what had transpired afterwards. By the time she finished, the sun outside was beginning to set behind pink clouds, and the aroma of dinner cooking from the kitchens could be smelled from around Beacon.

"I can't believe it," said Ruby, when Yang had finished. "You used your semblance on him just like you used to do for me."

"Yup," Yang answered with a smile. Then she gave her sister a stern stare. "Of course this little one wasn't lying in the snow saying it made a comfortable bed."

Ruby pouted and protested. "But it was so soft."

"You got covered in it. Dad and I couldn't find you for two whole hours."

"It's not my fault I fell asleep!"

Weiss rolled her eyes, the more stories she heard about Ruby the more she decided that Ruby was in fact a dolt. Her dolt though; her adorable, sweet dolt. She shook her head slightly to clear her mind, getting back to the point she needed to make. While Yang's story was a good deed, the heiress did have some concerning questions.

"I don't understand something, you said the foster home wouldn't take the baby in. Why not?"

Yang felt her blood beginning to boil once more but before she could answer Weiss, someone else in the room did.

"They don't accept faunus."

Everyone's attention turned to Blake, who had stood by her and Yang's beds listening to Yang's story intently. She stepped towards her girlfriend, who still had Tigger cradled in her strong arms.

"Before they banned faunus children altogether, I grew up there until I ran away. The lady that ran the place had some very opinionated views on the faunus. She used to say-."

"I heard what she said," Yang interrupted, remembering Teresa's sickening words. "I was so mad, I wanted to find her and introduce her to Ember Celica."

Blake gave a small smile but it faded slightly when she saw Yang's sudden concern reflect in her eyes.

"You don't believe it, do you?" Yang asked her, with a burning need to know. If a part of Blake still believed the words Teresa forced upon her, Yang had to know so she could rectify it.

Blake looked prepared to give Yang the kiss of a lifetime right in that moment at her thoughtfulness but resisted due to Weiss, Ruby, and two of their teachers being present in the room. Instead, she settled for reaching for Yang's hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Not anymore," she answered, softly. Her amber eyes turned down to Tigger and reached up to softly cup his face. "You did the right thing by bringing him here."

"So we're taking care of him?" Yang asked, for confirmation. Blake nodded.

"It says in the instructions that both partners have to take care of their baby. You're not alone with this." Blake established. Yang gave her a dazzling grin, her panic before leaving the hospital ebbing away with the reassurance that Blake would help her out. She then looked towards Professor Ozpin and Goodwitch with a hopeful expression.

"So, can the baby stay?"

Ozpin turned to glance at Glynda with a grey eyebrow arched and a cocked head. Professor Goodwitch rolled her eyes, exasperated. The things she had to put up with in this school because of this man were endless in their eccentricity.

"We'll remain extra vigilant on you two during this assignment, after all this is an actual life you are looking after and not a sack of flour." Glynda told them firmly.

Ozpin stood up from his chair, leaning on his cane. "He will stay only for the week, however. If the doctor's sister can't, for any reason, take care of this child, then he will need to stay somewhere else."

Yang opened her mouth, ready to argue the toss, but she realised that Ozpin did in fact have a point. Beacon wasn't exactly the safest or wisest place for a child to stay in the long-term. Dimly, she nodded her head in agreement.

Ruby let out an excited cheer, raising her arms in the air but her celebration cut short with Weiss shouting. "This is insane! This is a real child! It will be crying, making a mess and keeping us up at night. Shouldn't we at least vote on this?"

"Ah those are little things princess," said Yang, dismissively. "I'm sure we'll all get on just fine. Here, have a hold and bond with him for a while."

"What? No! I don't want it!" Weiss protested. Yang didn't listen however, passing the baby along to Weiss who had no choice but to hold it. She did so grudgingly, holding him under his armpits and at arm's length away from her. Tigger stared at her with wide eyes as he dangled in her grasp, his shoulders scrunching up into his neck and face as his tiger ears lay flat on his head.

"Well you can't do that with our sack of flour," mentioned Ruby. Weiss glared at her.

"Yang take it away from me," she said, voice rising.

"His name is Tigger. Bring him closer to you, wrap an arm under him and make sure to raise his head, that's what Dr Crawford told me to do anyway."

Letting out a huff, Weiss gave Tigger a cautionary stare as though she was holding a bomb that was about to explode before slowly starting to bring him forward. Tigger made it halfway closer to Weiss when he projectile vomited over her chest.

Weiss froze, her face stuck on a horrified expression. She let out a series of unsteady breaths. Yang approached and took an unsettled Tigger from her hold as he started to cry, resting him on her hip. As soon as she was free from the baby Weiss rushed into the bathroom screaming loudly that "BAGS OF FLOUR DON'T DO THAT!"

The sound of the door creaking made Yang, Blake and Ruby look at it to see their teachers leaving.

"Have fun," Ozpin said, with a gleam in his eyes, closing the door behind him and Goodwitch.

The three girls heard the shower starting to run on full blast in the next room but it barely did anything to drown out Weiss's livid ranting and Tigger's cries.

"Weiss is going to kill you," Ruby stated, giving her sister a worried fleeting glance.

"I would sleep with one eye open from now on," Blake advised.

Yang gulped. "Duly noted."

Deciding it would be a good idea to evacuate the room before Weiss emerged, Yang and Blake with Tigger in hold rushed off to the cafeteria to give Weiss some time to cool down. Ruby stayed behind to wait for Weiss so they could head down for dinner together. As they made their way to get some food, Blake soothed Tigger's small weeps as Yang held him in his carrier.

To say Yang and Blake got some stares as they entered the dining hall would be an understatement. As soon as one person noticed, another did, until the whole room was quiet with heads turned in their direction. Students paused with forks raised halfway to their gaping mouths, completely oblivious that the food had dropped back on to their plates or into their laps.

Blake's ears twitched, and doing her best to ignore the stares, she gently tugged Yang to the side to collect a tray of the night's selection of meals. She picked up the tuna casserole dish in one hand and the steak dinner in the other for Yang as the blonde grabbed two cans of grape juice.

Yang casually strolled ahead, not bothered in the slightest by the staring, soon spotting Team JNPR and making a beeline for them. Placing Tigger in his carrier on the table so that the six of them could easily see him, Yang and Blake sat down opposite their friends with their food.

"Umm Yang? Blake?" Jaune spoke up, his sack of flour sitting on his lap.

"Yeah?" Yang piped up, unwrapping her knife and fork from her serviette.

"Care to explain the baby?" Pyrrha asked. Tigger let out a gurgle and waved his arms in her direction causing Pyrrha to blink in surprise and timidly give him a wave back. Nora was wearing the same expression Ruby had, her hands cupping her cheeks. Her and Lie Ren's flour child was sitting in-between them. The two lads in the team looked absolutely dumbstruck.

Yang looked around the room to see everyone was still staring at them before putting down her utensils.

"Listen closely because I'm only going to say the story once otherwise my dinner will get cold."

There was scrapes from chair legs being roughly pushed back against the floor and the clatter of cutlery and soon enough a crowd had assembled around their table. Blake tucked into her dinner, stopping now and then to tickle Tigger's tummy when it looked like he was starting to fuss from lack of attention as Yang told, once more, the story of how she came across the baby.

Yang gave them a shortened version of events however, her hunger more important than the curiosity of the student body, so by the time she had finished only five minutes had passed on the clock. The future huntresses and hunters went back to their seats, chatting among themselves and craning their heads to try to get a better look at Tigger. By the time Yang had a large cut of steak in her mouth, the crowd had dispersed fully and she was happy to find that her food was still hot.

"So you two are really going to look after him?" Jaune questioned.

"Yes, but only for the week," answered Blake.

"You guys can help us out if you want to," said Yang, stabbing at some vegetables and potatoes.

"Well Ren and I have Pancake to look after, but we'll help out when we can," offered Nora. Yang and Blake eyed Ren and he gave them a deadpan look that clearly read 'no I didn't get a say in the matter of naming our sack of flour.'

The exuberant ginger-haired girl stood up and leaned across the table, flicking a finger lightly to Tigger's nose. "Boop."

Tigger let out a happy murmur and started to kick his legs in his jumping motion, making them all smile.

They carried on with their meals while talking, joking, and entertaining Tigger for a few minutes until two familiar faces soon showed up. Ruby and Weiss joined them with their own plates of food and choice of drinks, but Weiss made sure to sit furthest away from Tigger. Team JNPR stared bewildered at Weiss and Jaune opened his mouth, ready to question as to why she was sitting so far away, but stopped upon noticing Yang, Blake and Ruby furiously making slicing motions with their hands at their necks. The three of them stopped when Weiss turned to look at her friends on the other side of the table.

"So how are you four getting along with the project? Have you decided on names yet?" She asked inquisitively.

"Ren and Nora have but Jaune and I haven't even decided if it's a boy or a girl yet," Pyrrha answered.

"Why, what's the trouble?" Ruby enquired.

"I want it to be a boy," said Pyrrha.

"But I, err, want it to be a girl," Jaune threw in, raising his hand slightly.

"Does it really matter?" Yang contributed to the conversation, not really seeing the importance in this decision.

"Yes!" Jaune and Pyrrha both answered unison.

"Why?" Ruby asked, her brow furrowing.

Pyrrha's cheeks tinged pink slightly but she managed to sound proud when she announced. "Because I would like him to be just like Jaune."

"Exactly! But I want her to be just like you Pyrrha!" Jaune proclaimed, his whole face turning as red as Ruby's cloak after realising what he had said in front of his friends. Pyrrha stared at him with wide green eyes and raised eyebrows. Jaune looked away however, staring glumly at the remains of his food as he uttered: "No one wants a miniature version of me when she could be a miniature version of you."

Pyrrha banged a clenched fist on the table that rattled the knives and forks.

"Well, I would like a miniature version of you," she declared. Her words filled with such sincerity that Jaune couldn't resist ignoring and lifted his head to meet her gaze.

Yang leaned in close to Blake and whispered. "Take off his pants and she'll see it."

Blake pinched her leg hard causing Yang to flinch at the pain. Her knee jerked, bashing the underneath of the table, making them all jolt again. Tigger stared around him, wondering what was going on. Jaune and Pyrrha's moment broke and the pair suddenly found their hands and nails very fascinating.

"You two are thinking about this way too much," Blake mentioned, deciding to help the two of them out. "Whether it's a boy or girl it'll have the best of both of you."

"Yeah you can call it Arkos, a mix of Arc and Nikos," Ruby suggested, chuckling at her improvisation.

"It does have a certain ring to it," said Lie Ren.

"And I'll be godmother!" Nora exclaimed, loudly, making them all laugh.

By the time they had all finished their meals and had a dessert, Pyrrha had won the debate, mostly because Jaune was never going to be able to win a fight with her, and they settled with a baby boy named Arkos. After clearing away their plates and rubbish the two teams and Tigger made their way out of the cafeteria and back to their rooms for the evening.

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