Story arc: Project Asgard

So, couple of quick notes before we start this chapter, because I don't want to ramble for too long and annoy you guys so much that you all leav—hey, wait. Guuuuuuuuys. Come baaaaaaack!

Okay, in all seriousness (can I do that? No, no I cannot.), I sat down and made a short term plan for this thing, and so stuff will maybe seem more thought out possibly probably not. (I'm terrible at sticking to plans...) Anywho, chapter, here, read, enjoy.

Also, sorry about the hiatus. Various things in life came up and I couldn't find time to write.

Disclaimer: Neither RWBY nor Weiss Reacts belongs to the zombie engineer who writes fanfiction and would be a Psyduck if he was a Pokémon. A.K.A, me.

When Weiss woke up that morning, it was peaceful for once. The birds were chirping outside the window, a soft breeze was blowing through the trees, Yang and Blake were still absent from the dorm, and Ruby was cuddling her cookie plushy in an adorable manner. Not that Weiss was into that dunce or anything.

Of course, by now, Weiss hated peace. Peace was always interrupted by an ant—"Velvet, are you sure this is a good ideaaaaAAAAHHHH!" Came the sound of Coco's voice from the hallway, followed quickly by the sound of... were those rocket engines? Weiss asked herself mentally. There was the sound of an explosion, and some scrambling about could be heard out in the hallway.

"Stupid idiotic Antic Order." Said Weiss, before crawling out of bed to get ready for the day.

Coco slowly sat up from the wreckage of Velvet's invention. The faunus has strapped a rocket engine to the back of a go cart and thought it would be a great idea to test it in the hallways of the school. She looked up as Velvet ran over. "Velvet." She said calmly. "This was my favorite outfit." Coco gestured down at the soot-covered, somewhat ripped clothing she was wearing.

"Oh sweet Dust, Coco, I am so sorry!" Replied the faunus quickly. "I-I didn't know this would happen."

Coco just waved it off. "Nah, I'm just messing with you." She stood and brushed herself off. "Despite what some may say of me, I don't go mad when someone destroys my clothes. Several years dealing with Mocha and Latte have taught me how to deal with that..." She sighed before patting Velvet on the back. "Keep trying. You'll be as good as Yang and Ren soon enough." Coco walked off back towards CFVY dorm to get a change of clothes, leaving a saddened Velvet behind.

Blake chuckled as she sipped her coffee. She was reading some reports that had been passed on to her by a simple—simple being used lightly here—computer program that gathered intelligence on the events of alternate universes. This program was known by a large portion of the internet as . Some reports came through written much better than others. "Hey, Yang." She called to the other side of the room, where Yang had just finished the programming job the two partners had started the night before.

Yang spun around in her chair, almost knocking herself over since the chair itself was incapable of spinning. "Yeah?"

"I know of two ways I'm better than the Reactsverse Blake." Blake said in a singsong voice. "First of all, I have a computer available to me that can run equations based on the Kanoe Principle—except for a manliness versus moe equation. That one is beyond our computers still."

Yang chuckled. "At least you aren't burdened with that glorious purpose like that other Blake."

"Second, while she's not one hundred percent my own work, I unlike my Reactsverse counterpart, have invented a true A.I." Blake smiled, and as she did so she turned to her computer and hit a few keys, linking all of her computers across Beacon and Vale to the mainframe there in the laboratory. "Ready to boot her up?"

Blake looked over to Yang, who nodded and hit a few keys on her own keyboard. "Yarn model U.I. booting up. Three. Two. One. Online."

There were a few moments of silence before a new voice filled the room. "H-hello?" The voice sounded young, maybe ten or eleven years old. It belonged to the artificial intelligence based user interface they had built for their mainframe at the lab—the Yarn model User Interface, as they had said many times in the past couple of days, or Yui for short. This was also the name of an A.I. from an anime they had watched, and in fact that is where the idea came from.

Yang and Blake were both beaming at their success that they almost forgot to answer. "Hello, Yui. Can you hear me?" Asked Yang.

There was a brief pause, filled with excitement from the teammates. "Of course, Yang-san." Yui giggled. "How may I help you?"

Blake turned to the brawler, obviously quite pleased with their work. "Now comes the part where we try to test every single feature. I think Project Asgard can wait a couple days, yeah?" Yang nodded, and together the two of them set to work on finalizing their first step towards being recognized in the greater world of Antics.

Ren dropped the soldering iron on the table next to the drone. Those two may be good at preventing him from getting his intelligence, but he now had other plans. "Pyrrha." He said, looking over his shoulder at the girl in question. "I have a tactical question for you, if you don't mind?"

Pyrrha looked up from her book at the only other occupant of the room. Her book was... Not something Ren would willingly read, and he had sat through many a twisted horror movie without a problem. "Of course."

Ren leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling, arms behind his head. "Let's say I knew someone had a proclivity towards chasing lasers, and I needed to distract that person for most of the day. Would it be crazy to mount a laser pointer on a drone set to patrol the edges of the campus to accomplish said goal?"

"I don't know, Ren. Battlefield tactics are one thing. Antics are another." Pyrrha sighed and lay back on her bed, draping an arm over her eyes. "And love is harder than both..." She mumbled, mostly to herself.

Ren sat up and turned to look at the spearmaiden again. "Pyrrha, you could just tell him. Jaune is a good guy. I'm sure he'd go out with you."

Pyrrha sighed and rolled over, mumbling words Ren couldn't hear. "That doesn't sound like the Pyrrha I know. C'mon, take action. Draw his attention with an antic. You're both in the Order. It's a flawless idea!"

Pyrrha rolled over yet again, this time to look at the gunslinger. "You really think that would work?"

"Of course." Ren nodded sagely. "I see nothing that could go wrong."

Pyrrha jumped up and ran across the room to pull Ren into a bear hug. "Thank you, Ren. You're a good friend." Releasing the gunslinger almost as suddenly as she had hugged him, she proceeded to dart out the door.

"Well." Ren said to himself. "That made her happy."

So. That's that. Sorry about the short chapter. I wanted to get more done but it's been too long since I posted the last chapter that I felt I had to get something out. Stupid life getting in the way of writing.

Anyways. Yui was planned from the start. The fact that the Reactsverse pointed out that that Blake didn't make a proper A.I. just set me up too well. :p EDIT: When I say from the start, I mean since my Sword Art Online binge. And since the Reactsverse summons anime characters from everywhere, why can't the... Anticverse? I don't have a name for it. Feel free to name it :p

Soon Project Asgard will be revealed. As for Pyrrha... We'll see what happens to her ;)

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Peace out peeps.