O-ho yeah! Another chapter~!
Can't say I had lots of fun writing this chapter. I certainly had fun writing the first part of it (and you'll see why), but the second part was a meh…
It was necessary, but still… it was meh for me. But I think you'll still like it overall though.
Enjoy the chapter, guys!
"Fire Dust!"
"No! Ice Dust!"
"No way! Fire Dust is more powerful!"
"Ice Dust are easier to control! Not to mention more effective against both Grimm and criminals!"
"Yeah? Well Fire Dust are more awesomer!"
"That's not even grammatically correct!"
"You're not grammatically correct!"
"How does that make sense!"
"It just is!"
"Hey," a student whispered, thinking he would not be heard by more than two people, let alone the two people who had been arguing for the past forty five minutes. "Isn't this supposed to be about something more important? Like sex?"
He froze in fear when their supposed teachers suddenly went rigidly quiet.
He whimpered when realizing he had been heard.
… He probably shat himself when they both yelled "You!" while pointing at him… not that it was going to save him.
The short girl he recognized as Weiss was the first to say in a tone that made all Grimm cower in fear, "What. Did. You. Say."
"Sex… is more important… than Dust?" the student who was as good as dead repeated, only far more polite and far less carefree.
"No. It's. Not," the taller blond said, his blue eyes far scarier than any dagger the student had seen.
"Come down here. Now."
He didn't want to. He knew what would happen.
He didn't want to be the next Sun Wukong.
"Did you not hear the princess?! Come down here, you nameless unimportant human being!"
Ouch. That hurt.
Ocean and lightning blue eyes glared at him, promising a fate worse than death.
… Being reported to the principal's office.
He nodded numbly, accepting his fate.
He stood, facing them, back facing the students that were watching him with either sympathy or mirth.
"Did you just say sex is more important than dust?" the high-pitched voice of the ice queen boomed.
Yup. This was it.
"I'll have you know that without Dust, we wouldn't be here right now! The whole career of Hunters and Huntresses would be extinct! In fact, the whole humanity would be!" was what the Schnee heiress said.
This was how he'd die…
"And," the blond knight said, also equally in frustration, "without Dust, we wouldn't even be as technologically advanced as we are today! There would be no scrolls! Which means no video games!"
Disinterestedly - and perhaps a little furiously, he wondered how they could be so in-scynth with one another when they were clearly arguing moments earlier.
They ordered him to stand next to their earlier victim.
"Welcome to the club, Buddy," Sun said, grinning despite his lower stomach down to his feet still frozen in ice.
"Shut up."
And with that, he died by punishment… or cold… or both.
…
The bell rang.
Each and every student that walked out of that seemingly magical class were in either in an in-depth conversation with another student about a certain topic, or thinking independently about the same certain of topic.
That topic being weapons.
"But dual-wield swords that's also guns?!" one student shouted in amiable excitement.
"Dude," the other said, half-serious half-exparated. "Didn't you hear what the prof said?"
"No, no double-barrels this time, got it!"
Another pair walked out, one of them saying, "Man, can't believe she's younger than us."
"No wonder Ozpin- sorry, I meant Professor Ozpin let her into Beacon! She's so smart!" the other said.
"Agreed." The first person nodded.
In-between the large crowds, an odd pair walked out, chatting very excitedly towards one another.
That pair being Cardin Winchester, leader of Team CRDL, and Ruby Rose, leader of Team RWBY.
Every student who hadn't joined her class that day wondered why the heck their friends suddenly wanted to upgrade their weapons…
And how on earth did Ruby and Cardin become friends?
…
Ruby listened intently as her acquaintance - maybe even friend - spoke.
"I know maces are retro, but you can't deny how effective it is! It's not as wild as a hammer, but it's still much more powerful than a simple sword!"
"Yes," she nodded, "I completely agree with you. Same goes with my scythe."
"You know," he said, gazing at her levelly with something akin to inspiration in his eyes. "I've always wanted to modify it, put in more weapons and combinations and transformations, you know!"
"Yeah! I do know!"
"I even have my-"
"Hey!" a loud voice boomed.
A voice of an angry, overprotective, motherly big sister.
Ruby 'eeped'; Cardin whimpered.
"What in the seven depths of hell are you doing with my sister?!"
Yang was there, surely enough.
Behind her was Blake, who looked far more amused than Ruby felt she should be.
"Y-Yang!" Ruby said, cursing herself for stuttering. She was supposed to be the fearless team leader, darn it!
Her sister was now marching in towards her next victim and/or prey, which happened to be her new friend.
The young brunette foolishly put herself between the large girl and even larger - yet cowering - boy.
"N-no! Yang! You don't understand!" she pleaded, using her puppy eyes to at least ease her big sister.
"What don't I understand?" she said, tone still cold - ironically - but far softer than previously, when addressing Cardin.
Ruby supressed the urge to whimper and said meekly, "H-he's not bullying me this time."
"Then what's he-" Her sister did a double-take. "This time?!" she growled, the sound far more terrifying than any alpha beowolf.
From behind, she could hear the sound of running footsteps - Cardin was playing it smart, even he knew not to mess with an angry blonde big sister.
"Ruby!" Yang shouted, more out of frustration than actual hatred or rage. "Move so I can kick his-"
"Language," the cat faunus who put her hand on Yang's shoulder said, giving the two sisters a pensive look. "And let her explain."
The brunette blinked before taking a deep sigh.
She knew it was more likely if none of them understood what had transpired within the class she taught…
But it was worth a shot.
So, after a rushed explanation she found herself staring at an image which made her feel as a troubled teen…
With Yang being the angry mother…
And Blake being the less angry father - but angry, nonetheless.
No, really, it worked even better now that Blake had short hair.
"Ruby…" Yang started, slowly, putting her hands on her hips just like a mother would. "I know you don't have many friends…"
"You have less friends than me, Ruby," said Blake, bluntly. "And that says a lot."
"I-" Ruby tried to say a comeback… but found how just the girl's words were.
"But that doesn't mean you should be hanging out with a di-" A pinch on the lower arm. A sigh of obedience. "That doesn't mean you should be hanging out with someone like Cardin."
Ruby pouted; they glared harder.
"But why not?!" she said, throwing up her arms in defiance. "He loves weapons-"
"He bullies people, Ruby." Calm lilac eyes narrowed. "Faunus, usually."
Blake looked down.
Ruby frowned. She opened her mouth to apologize when-
"Guys! G-g-guys!"
Blake and Yang looked further beyond the girl. Ruby turned around.
"Sun?! Why are you running?!" That was Blake.
"And why are you wet!?" And that was Yang… obviously.
Blake glared despite her honesty. Ruby couldn't blame her for pointing it out.
Sun didn't look too good.
Not only was he literally shaking, but his entire body was wet.
He was freezing.
"N-n-no time to explain! Y-you gotta h-h-hurry!" he said, struggling to speak clearly, obviously because of his shaking.
They also struggled to understand what he was trying to say.
They were about to give him proper care, yet he was already turning around and walking towards the direction from whence he came.
"Where are you going?!" asked Blake, her voice higher than usual, most likely due to shock of seeing her friend looking as if he was freezing to death.
"I-i-it's them! J-J-Jaune and W-Weiss!"
The three girls froze for a moment, looked at each other with meaningful glances, before quickly following the cold monkey boy.
Yup…
That was certainly… a cliffhanger.
Sorry~ but I told myself I'm gonna keep this in around 1000-2000 words, and I intend to keep that promise.
