Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Bewitched Bond. Enjoy the 900-word chapter. I don't own RWBY, Monty Oum and Rooster Teeth do.
Crim sat on a broken bookcase as Glynda sighed, vowing to fix it when Crim moved, but it wasn't going to be anytime soon and she knew it for a fact.
"So, would anyone like to bring up the fact that we're sitting in a library like we used to do when we were kids?" Crim asked, raising an eyebrow as he flipped to the next page of his comic.
He hummed and looked at the figure of a proud Huntress busy smashing a Beowolf into paste with a massive Warhammer.
It never failed to amuse him how dumb Grimm could be when they believed rushing a fully trained Huntress or Huntsmen would result in getting murdered.
"Yes, and you idiots make me wish days like that beyond a shadow of a doubt?" Glynda put in, both being happy her team was now reformed… and entirely hating their antics at time.
COPR was her family, and she loved them like any big sister would… they were all still idiots, they made mistakes and pulled silly antics. She joined them at times, and others? Well, nobody could say Glynda didn't have her humorous side when it came down to antics.
Still, her teammates could be counted on to support each other if it came down to it. that was that, and nobody questioned the bond they had for each other was a real family.
"Yes, and yet you helped steal coffee beans from Professor Ozpin." Glynda glared at Port, but let out a sigh.
Yes, she did entirely steal a mug from the headmaster, but she would be damned if she let the others know she did it for herself and not for the very idea that she wanted to prove she wasn't a 'prissy princess' like Crim teased her with.
That said? Crim didn't want her to actually do it, though by the time he had realized she took his joke seriously? There was no way to really stop it or attempt to correct it.
So Crim did the sensible thing and simply said a Grimm smashed it and shattered it by throwing it off the roof, not wishing to have the headmaster know.
Crim never found out if he did know anything about the mug, but it was a very good story to tell people.
Then again? All of their stories were, you could write a book off the pure insanity that Crim and his group tended to get up to all the time.
It was very amusing in Crim's case, and made far better stories then just not having crazy adventures.
"Yes, and then Glynda had to pretend she didn't sweep his mug off the table and into her hand with her semblance… you know we had to burn that mug just so nobody would find fingerprints, you know that?" Crim asked, perfectly reclined as Oobleck started to speak up a second later.
"I think you forget you asked me to start burning it before telling me to just throw it in the furnace so it could be burned with Fire Dust… you do realize we could have ended up setting the school on fire when it comes down to it, right? Crim? May I ask you what the hell you decided that needed to be done for?" Oobleck asked his friend who turned to the side, very amused at the antics.
Oh, he sure did forget a lot, but it was clear he didn't regret what he did purely because now he had a funny joke to tell others… that? and Oobleck always overexaggerated things, it was one reason he seemed to be such good friends with Glynda and not him of all people.
Still? They were a team, and teams didn't fight that way… they argued things and made sure to apologize when things when lopsided. He hummed and then flicked his comic to the next page.
Port and Oobleck watched their team leader look up from his comic, clearly questioning what to do next.
"That still wasn't better then Operation Sandcastle." Crim and the others all shared a knowing look clearly finding the mission to have been funny and stupid in equal measure.
He wanted to point out more about the mission, but it was clear Glynda was trying to put the mission behind her.
"Yeah, that was a thing, a very stupid, very crazy thing, that we should never do again… unless we find out we could do it again, and then we might just try it all over again, if only for the sheer enjoyment of it." Crim muttered, Glynda glared at her team leader with sheer anger and looked to the side and hummed.
Crim chuckled, knowing something was bad, but he didn't care, he wanted to make sure the end result was always funny. he liked it purely due to seeing Glynda amused and annoyed at them all the time.
Author Notes
Phew, another chapter done! I want to point out I am not going to always update the chapter on time. I do want to focus on next stories. Next chapter will be in 2-3 weeks and will show another flashback. Until then, Lighting Wolf out!
Ps: Weiss is 900 words Friday. Ruby 900-Sunday, Yang 900-word. Raven-900 Sunday. Penny-900 Words.