Hey guys. Thought it had been a while since I updated. knight7572, here you go. Prompt #2 fulfilled. Also, here's a question. What do you call the time when the author updates her story three times? A TRIPLE UPDATE, BABY! Guess what's coming your way in the next few days? (Or hours, lol)
Plot: Summer's ghost scolds Qrow for drinking.
It had been a long day of teaching for Qrow. The year had just started, and he was already dealing with fights, dumb questions, and pet chickens (Don't ask). So, being the kind of person he was, he had decided to drown his stresses and sorrows in one nice big pint of beer. Or two. Or seven. As he sat on the barstool, reviewing lesson plans and pondering why he ever became a teacher in the first place, someone sat down next to him.
"Qrow Branwen! Is that alcohol I see?"
Qrow spat out his booze. "Summer?!"
The white-cloaked woman crossed her arms. "Are you serious? I thought you were a better man than that! Goodness, what if Ruby saw you? I have half a mind to tell your mother!"
Qrow stared open-mouthed at Summer. "Pardon me, Sum, but you're supposed to be dead." He shook his head. "I'm going crazy."
"Actually, I'm a ghost. But that's not the point! I can't believe it! My own teammate, a drunkard." Summer grabbed him by the collar. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
Now, Qrow had been through hell. He had fought monsters, arrested criminals, and taught twelve-year-olds without breaking a sweat. Nothing scares a Branwen. Except maybe a really pissed-off Summer Rose.
"Um, well, see…" He racked his brain for a suitable excuse. "I'm a teacher?"
She released his shirt.
"I swear, you'll be the death of me… " Summer rubbed her forehead.
"No pun intended?"
"I SWEAR TO GOD, QROW!"
So, I think Chapter 8 of Skeletons In The Closet will be up in a few days.
Anyone up for drawing cover art for that story?