Glynda was panicking. Why, you may ask? Simple. Justinian's experiments have been getting louder and more dangerous. He was going to destroy the whole school by the year's end. The thing is, there was nothing for the past week. Either he passed out, got himself killed, or (Monty forbid) escaped the school grounds. She moved quickly, not angered for once.

She seemed… different to the students. She hasn't yelled as often. She hasn't growled at the students' actions, again, as often. She seemed at peace. But what was different? She as still stern and serious. She was still the scary Professor Goodwitch that the students never wanted to get on her bad side. Her appearance was still prim and proper. Her ear rings and necklace were perfectly normal, if a different color (purple with her symbol etched in). Heck, she added a ring on her left hand with a small green gemstone. The students just couldn't figure it out.

As Glynda quickly walked through the halls to Justinian's lab, she noticed the students, once again, staring at her. She knew they were trying to figure something out about her, but she didn't have time for it. Justinian's silence was too unnerving. She arrived and ripped the door open with her semblance.

This was a mistake. A powerful dust explosion ripped through the door and singed the hallway. She was infuriated again. She entered the lab and looked around. When her feet hit the lab floor, however, she stopped. It was different.

The dust professor popped up from behind his reinforced desk. "Oh! Hello Glynda. What brings you here?"

Glynda spoke with a combination of confusion and irritation. "You had been silent this past week and I wanted to be sure you weren't dead."

"Aw… you do care." He brushed some dirt off his pants and took a seat at his desk.

Glynda's confusion at the situation became anger. "Care to explain?"

"Sure. I reconstructed the room last week. Now it's blast proof, fire proof, sound proof, and doesn't shake the campus when I set off an explosion."

"You can't be serious…"

"Glynda, six days ago I set off a dust canister that was strong enough to dislocate several joints in my body."

Oh Monty he is serious. "How…?"

"Time, money, and a bit of elbow grease. I figured you had enough to worry about now, my experiments shouldn't be one of them."

"You couldn't have done so before?"

Justinian feigned defiance. "I'll have you know this project goes back to day one. It was only recently completed."

"Does Ozpin know about this?"

"He does now."

Glynda raised an eyebrow.

"I told him when it was completed."

"You're supposed to go through proper channels!"

"And it wouldn't be done for a few years if I let anyone else try to design it. I know what I can break, Glynda. So, if I build it to be unbreakable, I can't break it."

She hated to admit it, but if anyone else built it he probably would have been able to break it. All she do here was sigh. "Fine. I'll give you that… Do Peter and Bart know all of this?"

"They, as well as Alexander and Ozpin, were here yesterday for cards."

"Cards?"

"We play a game of cards every week, usually poker." He started to tinker with a dust crystal. "Won this little beauty off of Peter in the process."

"You gamble?"

"Not in the usual way, no. We offer little things to whoever wins the most hands. This time, it was Peter's turn to offer the prize and I won."

"And these prizes are…?"

"Usually little things. Dust crystals, gift certificates, stuff like that. Never much, really. If you're interested, you are allowed to play. It's open to all teachers. Personally, I think we could use a new face at the table. New players bring the prize for their first game, though."

"I think I'll pass."

"Suit yourself. Congratulations, by the way."

Glynda raised an eyebrow. After a moment of thought, and the fact that his devilish grin made a return appearance, "How did you figure it out?"

Justinian raised his left hand and pointed to his ring finger. "It's an easy guess when you're wearing the evidence. So, when is it going down?"

Glynda sighed. "After the school year."

"That makes sense." He looked to the clock on the wall. "Look at the time. I'd love to stay and chat, but I have to proctor a detention." He grabbed his sword and the box of tech and left the room. "Lock the door on your way out."

As Glynda walked back down the halls, she found herself face to face with Celia Peach. "Hello, Glynda!"

"Hello, Celia."

"How about a cup of coffee. It's been so long since we talked and you've been so stressed recently."

"Sorry. My work day is rather full for a while. Give my cup to Alexander."

"Oh, okay." With that, the blacksmith walked away and allowed Glynda to go about her day.

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The rest of Glynda's day went by without anything happening. There was something about team CRDL screaming bloody murder in the hallways. But when she looked up the team, she realized they were the team subject to detention with Justinian. That explains far more than it should. She returned to her work and the day just flew by. She just stood up from her desk and started to roam the halls. By this point, she knew that something was going to happen and she wanted to make sure it didn't.

So far, nothing out of the ordinary. She only had to berate one team for their actions, so technically it was a slow day. Though she soon had to keep Ms. Valkyrie from breaking someone's legs, but that too had become routine. She soon found herself back at Ozpin's office to file the report for the day.

"Professor Ozpin?"

The headmaster of Beacon was reviewing some files on his desk at the time. "Hello Glynda. Come in. I'll be done in a moment."

Glynda walked up and patiently waited for him to complete his work. When he had, she reported any relevant information from the day, including Justinian's modifications to his lab.

"Really should have done that sooner…" Ozpin took a sip of his coffee. "Anything else?"

"No, sir. Nothing else to report."

"That's good." He stood up and refilled his mug. He also grabbed a second mug and passed it to Glynda.

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"What's going on in there?" Celia, Peter, Bart, and Alexander were outside the door looking in. They were curious about the way Glynda had been acting and were shadowing her for most of the day.

Bart was confused by the situation in the office. "He shared his coffee. He never shares his coffee."

"Quite. Very odd." Peter raised an eyebrow.

Alexander leaned over his wife's shoulder. "It is weird."

"Is it?" The group turned to Justinian who walked by. "Alexander, when did you and Celia first share a walk in your garden?"

Alexander knew which garden he was talking about. It was his personal flower garden and he considered it his personal space. He thought back to when he first let his wife walk through it. "When we got engaged."

After that, Justinian just walked away.

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King: Hello there everybody! Sorry this took so long. Just trying to figure out what I was going to do. Well, here it is and I hope you all enjoy.