So, to start off, let's just say both the Caretaker and the Doctor went to the teacher's lounge to get some breakfast before moving on with their days, now as the new employees at Beacon Academy, a school dedicated to train Huntsmen and Huntresses.

They walked together, side by side, looking around the place to take notes about the environments surrounding the academy. The Caretaker donned his sonic sunglasses in order to see if he could sense more of the foreign energy he had gotten earlier at the assembly hall.

"That's weird. I only got to sense the energy from the hall earlier. Whatever is in there earlier must've known to hide if there's ever a chance of meeting me." The Caretaker said as he put his sunglasses back in his coat pocket.

"Yeah, well, the teacher's lounge just a few meters ahead of us. So, if you want to continue investigating whatever you just sensed earlier, don't. We have students and other teachers to be afraid of." The Doctor said as they arrived in front of the teacher's lounge.

The first thing they noticed is a sign on the door that says, 'TEACHERS ONLY. NO STUDENTS ALLOWED'. The Doctor opened the door and stepped in. The lounge was just your everyday lounge. It has a coffee table at the side, surrounded by a few couches for anyone to sit on. A vending machine stood by the door's side, both drinks and snacks are in it. There's a shelf with a machine that pours either tea, coffee, or anything like that. A big fridge stood by the shelf's side. At least there's no one there.

The Caretaker clapped his hands. "Well, this place seems normal and pretty medium for a high level academy. They don't really spent a large amount of money on this place, right? I mean, it's look so...undisturbed."

The Doctor shrugged it. "Eh, they possibly spent it for the mess hall, in which anything could literally be happening in there, right now. Or maybe there's a training room somewhere, or maybe the classrooms are huge, or maybe the toilet papers were very rough, so they switched them to the softer type, or maybe-" He was cut off by the Caretaker.

"Okay, that's too much sentences coming from you. Now, if you excuse me, I want to check the fridge. There might be something I can eat straight from it." The Caretaker as he walked towards the fridge. He opened it and looked inside.

"Let's see. A bottle of water, a carton of eggs, a bunch of bananas, a box of milk, a bottle of ketch up, some vegetables, two cartons of ice cream, a small one and a big one. I'll take the small one, thank you." He reached for the small carton of ice cream and closed the fridge before walking towards the coffee table, putting the small carton of ice cream on it. The Doctor just looked at him.

"You still eats ice cream? At your age I assumed you would've care more for your dental health, but apparently I'm wrong." The Doctor said as he went to take out the bottle of water from the fridge. He went to the couch and sat beside the Caretaker.

The Caretaker looked around in his coat before taking out one of his personal favorites, the spoon. He defeated Robin Hood, who used a sword, with just your everyday utensil, a spoon, redirecting every attack and blocked every single one of it.

He dug in right after opening the carton of ice cream. At times, he will lick the spoon to savor the flavor. The Doctor just watched as the Caretaker ate the ice cream like a kid.

"I never thought I would grow up from me to be a totally radical old man in the future. I wonder what's happening at the mess hall right now, as we speak..." The Doctor asked himself, wondering about the tension that could be happening at the mess hall.

At the mess hall, however, things had gotten from your normal calm everyday to a freaking chaos. All because of a certain female blonde.

"And then he said, "I hope your teammates get the Yang of your antiques!" HAHAHAHAHAHA! It was so funny!" Yang repeated for what seemed to be the fifteenth time in a row, constantly remembering and laughing at the Caretaker's pun. Everyone else seemed annoyed. Actually, annoyed is an understatement. On the verge of becoming insanity or maybe suicide or maybe even death is more like it.

Almost all students who heard Yang repeating the jokes fell in despair; some curled up under the table, some plugged their ears, some even tried throwing foods at Yang to get her to get the message about how the joke was almost quite literally killing them, since she practically screamed the joke, making the joke echoed throughout the whole mess hall.

Meanwhile, for both team RWBY and team JNPR, Ruby and Blake backed up against each other under the table, hugging their knees to their chests, hiding from the wrath of the pun. Weiss and Pyrrha were out cold with their heads on the table, their brains possibly burnt out from hearing the same puns too many times. Same goes for Jaune, too, except he was sprawled out on the floor, face first. Ren covered his ears with both his hands, but his left eye twitched madly. And Nora was just...Nora.

And that basically summed up what was happening in the mess hall while the Doctor and the Caretaker were relieving themselves in the teacher's lounge.

The Doctor shrugged it off. "They're probably fine. Your joke isn't going to cause too much of chaos. And you actually just finished the whole carton of ice cream in under less than 10 minutes. All while I'm wondering about what's happening in there right now." The Doctor said as he looked at the empty carton that laid on the table. The Caretaker smiled and laughed a bit.

"Well, that happens all the time. I mean, eating while talking to myself is a great way to move on with your day. Or maybe it actually was a good way. And believe it or not, we still have about less than an hour left before your first lesson." The Caretaker said to the Doctor, looking at his watch to see the time was now 8:05 in the morning.

The Doctor nodded at the mention of time.

"Okay, so, do you want to do anything first? Maybe talk a bit about how life is right now? Maybe even about the lives of people that is like Jack Harkness. Immortal." The Doctor said, remembering the honorable Captain Jack Harkness of Torchwood. He almost gagged a bit when remembering when the Captain kissed him, though.

The Caretaker then remembered the one person that he saved, becoming immortal, seeing everyone dies around her.

So painful.

"I know one. A woman, to be precise. Her name is Ashildr, or it used to be Ashildr. Now she calls herself Me." The Caretaker said as he got back to when he saved the little Viking that later grew up and stayed alive forever, watching as the world also grows up.

The Doctor became questioned about the woman who is immortal. "Do you want to tell a story about it? Maybe just a simple version of it, at least?"

The Caretaker looked at his younger self.

"Okay, it went like this..." He then went on to tell the story about how he went back in time towards the year of the Vikings, where he met Ashildr and the villagers. He then went to tell the Doctor about the Mire and their leader, 'Odin', who harvests strong warrior so they can become their adrenaline and testosterone. He continued, telling him about the use of electric eels, the 'fire in the water', to disable some of the Mire that 'Odin' sent to invade them. The story reached its climax as he tell him how Ashildr died and how he remembered Caecilius, the one the Doctor saved while in Pompeii. The story ends as the Caretaker said, "I used the Mire technology on her, and now she's immortal, because of me."

So, this chapter's ending mostly sees the episode, The Girl Who Died and The Fires of Pompeii, because of the 12th Doctor's reason to choose Caecilius' face as the 13th face.

Also, I ordered something that may arrive in three weeks.

And I'll be starting a new fan fiction for the RWBY section. P.S: It's a surprise.

Bye