Day 10: A Professor or Headmaster
((Dr. Oobleck. Teams RWBY and CRRM recently got into some trouble for an 'experiment' gone terribly wrong, and Dr. Oobleck is so intrigued he tires to recreate the results. Featuring characters owned by KimiHeartBlade and her brother. Prompt came from them, also.))
'Ice 9'
"This experiment is shaping up to be incredible! We should soon be experiencing a positively breathtaking... experience!" The Doc rambled on and on, speaking faster than anyone in his vicinity could listen. He was conducting a bit of a repeat experiment.
A few weeks ago, members of Teams RWBY and CRRM had constructed a Dust-propelled ride out of a chair and some Dust vials and had spent part of an afternoon convincing fellow students to ride in it.
Maize Demetra of CRRM had somehow talked her gargantuan teammate, Rhett Aquilon, to take a ride in the speedy contraption, leading only to misfortune for the polar bear Faunus. The restraints must have snapped off or something because instantly Rhett was launched into the air at excessive speeds.
The frozen bear bullet careened down a long corridor, students dodging him the best they could as he screamed. Velvet Scarlatina had snapped a photograph of Rhett in this state in hopes of using the ability in combat. Weiss Schnee had used her glyphs to avoid the freezing mass of bear man. Pyrrha Nikos had done an impressive shield roll off Rhett's back or shoulders, while Jaune Arc and been knocked thirty feet down the corridor.
Eventually, the massive young man shot out the side of the building. He finally collided with the gigantic statue in the courtyard, but not before passing Professors Opzin and Goodwitch. He was mere inches from Glynda's face as he shot by, leaving her to wonder what the Dust that thing had been.
When she went to investigate, she found Yang and Ruby, along with Maize and her teammate Rusty Holt, the four of them laughing their heads away.
"What is that contraption?" She demanded, whipping her crop in the machine's direction.
"We were doing a science experiment..." Yang mentioned.
"Okay, so what did you launch out of that thing that just nearly crashed into myself and Professor Ozpin?" Goodwitch continued. The four of them looked around at each other. Where was Crystal Brooke when they needed her? She always crafted the best stories to get them out of trouble, or could at least talk them toward a lighter sentence.
"A student, Professor..." Rusty grumbled. Glynda's eyes nearly came out of their sockets at that admission.
"WHO? WAS? IT?" She shrieked. The four perpetrators looked at one another again, knowing full well they'd been defeated.
"It was my partner, ma'am. Rhett Aquilon," Tiny Maize finally confessed.
"Well, that would explain the cold. But, that boy is enormous! How did you launch him so far?"
"We're really not sure. We might have used a lot more Dust than we thought..." Ruby suggested sheepishly. Suddenly, an imposing figure stumbled into the discussion. Rhett was alive and well, as he'd worn a helmet for this ridiculous endeavor, and his Aura was still intact. It had fallen red, but it had yet to run out. He must have conjured some ice around him shortly before the impact.
Glynda confiscated the teams' little science project and let the kids off with detentions. Rhett would give one of them a smashing if they really needed it, Glynda was certain.
Dr. Oobleck got wind of the whole situation, and he himself wondered how they launched such a monolithic man so far and so fast. Rhett had sailed through the air at Mach 2, at least. There were Dust rounds that could not travel that fast. So, the Doc decided he would try and recreate the scenario in a controlled environment.
Once he'd constructed the device and rigged the necessary Dust, he had needed a Rhett-sized dummy. At 7'2" and at least 400 pounds, such a dummy would be hard to come by, and the Oobleck certainly didn't want to put the boy through all that again.
Professor Port had happened to be on the scene when Oob had finished preparing, and he figured it would be a load of fun to be the crash test dummy. So Port loaded himself into the machine, and Oobleck launched him.
The mustached huntsman flew a few feet and plummeted to the floor.
"Well, that isn't right at all, is it?" Dr. Oobleck observed. He slid over to his notes and began making different adjustments to the variables. The Dust concentration, the power of the initial blast, the traction of the floor against the wheels of the platform, everything had to be just perfect for that to go down properly.
"That was terrible, Doctor! I thought I'd be in for more of a ride!" Port complained, shaking off his disappointment quickly. "How long before we can go again?" He asked eagerly.
"Give me an hour or so to adjust a few... adjustments. We should be ready again by the end of today's classes."
"Sounds good. See you soon, Barty." Port told him as he made his leave, his mustache wiggling at each syllable.
"Certainly, Peter, and I do appreciate the assistance!" He waved his colleague off before taking a sip from his coffee thermos. "Criminy, that's gone warm!" He complained, pushing a button on his thermos. The fire inside it flared for a moment, heating the coffee to Oob's perfect temperature: scalding hot, face burning lava. Mmm, toasty.
The first few runs were not terribly successful, but the two kept at it over a few weeks. Having something to do with their free time was lovely, especially something ridiculous and hilarious. Eventually, Port was launched across the whole grounds of the school, much to his delight as well as Oobleck's. "Ahh, I love it when a plan comes together..." He sighed as he watched Peter Port soar through the air, sipping his coffee as Port cheered loudly.
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((A/N: All characters rendered in bold type belong to KimiHeartBlade and her brother Aiden. Crystal can spin a pretty incredible story, although I don't know if she posts on here much anymore. Aiden has some pretty awesome ideas, too. I have another fic about Rhett but I have yet to post it. He's really fun to write. ^_^))