Chapter 7: Who are these guys?

"Dude, do you know who I am?"

- Bowser Junior. Prince of the Bowser Kingdom.

Today is the day where skillful teenagers from all over the kingdom come to Beacon Academy to participate in the Entrance Exam, as many shipping airships gather at Beacon to deliver the students.

And speaking of the Entrance Exam, our resident Royal Koopa kind too will participate in the exam, in order to enroll in the combat academy, to learn new skills and stuff, all for the ultimate goal to defeat Mario in the future.

On the campus, one Ludwig Von Koopa had decided to observe the newcomers, to see what kind of people the best academy of this new world accepted, to see their standard quality.

After all, if they end up not learning new things, or proved to be much more superior, conquering this planet is always a backup option for them.

Anyway…
Since they're all confident they'll pass the test with a flying color, moving to the ballroom to spend a night until the whole exam finished wasn't a problem to them. And it seems like the headmaster has finally decided what job he can assign the Henchmen Minions to do, most of them have been away to their new duty. And by duty… it's nothing much, just maintenance order & pointing out where the auditorium is for the participating teenagers.

As for the Koopaling? They decide to stroll around separately on their own. Meanwhile Prince Junior insists on devoting himself inside the forge to building his newest Koopa Clown Car.

-Time skip-

And now Ludwig finds himself staring at a small crater that just exploded on the campus, with one girl with icy-white hair & attire covered in soot yelling at another girl with black hair with red tips and black & red goth-like attire standing in the center of the cater.

"Huh, that's something you don't see every day." He said to no one, a bit disappointed and bored by the general quality of the people he had seen so far.

'All inexperienced and naive, just like the trooper boot camp.' Ludwig can't be helped but compare the two together, newbies are something the minions could never get rid of, they'll just come wave after wave. The only thing that matters is how many can grow out of the native shell of theirs, and become a success and proud soldier of the Kingdom.

Then again, the Koopalings and Prince Junior have all been there before, from one-trick pony to jack of all trades, so are the important henchmen, the unique military yet mafia-like life had shaped them well. And...

As embarrassed and humiliated as it may sound, they all have Mario to thank for that. The plumber's cockroach-like tenacity pushed them to become stronger with failure after another failure. As your enemy grew stronger, so should you.

However, it would seem that the tenacity of this world isn't as strong as theirs. But again, he still needs to see more before delivering his final verdict, as one simply doesn't judge a piano by its appearance. It's the tunes that matter.

"My my, a small spark already on day zero?" And now Ludwig finds himself in the accompaniment of King Bob-Omb again, who comes to inspect the small incident, holding an empty vial in hand.

Ludwig didn't even need to look at the loyal servant. "Quite, you should do something before that lady snows there tearing the small red hood to pieces like a big bad wolf."

"That, I should." And so King Bob-Omb walked toward the two young ladies that were having a rather one-sided conversation.

Ludwig, eyeing around, notices a girl with a monochrome color theme and a black bow standing at top of her head like Wendy, who was watching from the sideline too like him. Not that far behind her, Iggy was coming this way too, no doubt here to see the ruckus.

'Well, might as well as choosing who to focus on interacting with.' He thought as he watched King Bob-Omb getting close to the red & white duo.

Weiss Schnee was not having a good day, today was supposed to be marked as the new day of her life, where she could finally work on her own freedom and legacy, no more restrict, no more oppress, no more controlled, no more father, she can finally be herself with her own will.

...

So why is her life suddenly made difficult by this ignorant fool?

Back to the present, Weiss Schnee is berating this ignorant girl like it's the last thing she WILL DO.

The poor girl keeps trying to apologize, but falls deaf to the clouded mind heiress' ear.

Lucky for her, the savior has arrived.

"Ahem? I see that we're in quite a predicament, aren't we?" A gentle and old voice pulled both from their heated one-sided argument, as they both moved their heads to see a tall old man with a big white mustache standing beside them with his hands crossed behind him, looking warmly and friendly at them.

Both girls blinked at the sudden newcomer that showed up out of nowhere.

"Ahh, where are my manners? I'm Professor Bomu, your local expert of explosives at Beacon, but I go by Bob-Omb normally. The small spark that ignited earlier has caught my attention." In his hand, is the empty vial he had picked up earlier.

Immediately, Weiss knows he must be the staff member, realizes just how embarrassing she must look right now, not even ten minutes yet, and she is already making a scene in Beacon.

Glaring at the culprit that made a fool of her. Weiss quickly came to her own defense. "I'm terribly sorry sir, it was this careless dolt's fault."

Notice that all the blame and pressure are now on her, Ruby bow down as much as her waist and physic law can allow her. "I-I-I'm very sorry sir, I-I-I didn't mean to cause the damage!" She apologized meekly, feeling super embarrassed and ashamed.

Bob-Omb holds his hand up, gesturing to both girls to calm down. "Now now, deep breath, this is a relaxing situation. No need to panic." Both ladies quickly complied with his instructions.

Using the moment to inspect the scene, King Bob-Omb identifies many shock-absorbing luggage lying around, no doubt belonging to this rich-looking girl. Which quickly lists out a few possibilities that caused the explosion. Looking at his own hand, he noticed that the vial had a small crack. Potential cause no.1

Being the leader of a species made of explosives, King Bob-Omb had seen his fair share of blow-up accidents, ranging from small mistakes to big mistakes. All explosions under the sky happen with reasons, things don't just explode suddenly, even Bob-Ombs, unless it's Magikoopa magic, then it's a different matter.

And… Being the king of a species of living bombs, identifying gunpowder or explosive matter is his job and duty. In the past few weeks, he had been experimenting with Dust every day, to the point of eating and injecting Dust in his own body (Much to Professor Goodwitch's horror). Yes, he had memorized what each Dust smells & tasted like.

And so he took a small sniff, noticing there's the faint smell of dust mixed with scorch, frost, and burnt filled in the air.

The conclusion is very simple with this one. And King Bob-Omb can't be helped but chunked lightly to himself.

"Young lady, before we start, this empty vial belongs to you, correct?" He holds out the vial to Weiss, showing the label "Schnee Dust Company" to Weiss.

Seeing the gentleman have recovered her property, Weiss had her head up happily and confidently. "Oh, thank you for-" She was cut off suddenly.

"Well, I don't mean to be rude, but surely you can notice that this vial I hold in hand has a crack on it, and judging by the matching smell of the faint Dust filled in the air around us, I believe the Dust was leaking from the vial and any nose could smell it. All it took was a small sneeze, and boom. We have a small spark running loose."

It was at this point that Weiss's calm smile and hidden victory face underneath crumbled, replaced with panic, nervousness, and humiliated embarrassment.

Without missing a beat, Bob-Omb carried on. "Allow me to make an assumption, you were shaking it furiously at this young lady's face, without noticing the leaking crack, were you not?"

Each word weighed heavily like a Goliath, and Weiss's leg almost gave, realizing how big of a rookie mistake she had committed.

She was supposed to be the heiress of the biggest Dust company of Remnant, experts of Dust. And yet here she is, making an absolute fool of herself!

Bob-Omb continues, not pulling any punches here. "A rookie mistake, not the first one I witnessed in my long life, and won't be the last. But luckily nobody was hurt." Weiss can't tell if the last part was added to save her fragmented grace or not.

She soon has her fragmented grace glued.

"A mistake means you have room to improve, to be better, to avoid making the same mistake in the future. Being Perfect means you won't be able to grow anymore." Bob-Omb placed a hand on her shoulder as he encouraging her warmly, reassuring her that she's in no trouble or punishment. He then shifts his attention to Ruby. "So, it appears you both made a small mistake, a mistake that can be easily fixed with a calm mind of observing and reflecting."

Clapping his hands together, King Bob-Omb suggested. "Which is why I believe you two owe others an apology." He turned his head between the two. "So?"

As displeasing as it sounded in her head, Weiss swallowed her pride, and apologized. While the source of this catastrophe was because this girl bumped into her luggage, causing her dust vial to drop and crack. She can not deny that she caused the second part of the incident by acting rashly, carelessly, and unthought-out, all by her own hand.

Closing her eyes, not willing and not prepared to look at the girl, Weiss bowed down with frown brows and a red face. "W-well, I'm sorry for lashing out on you so quickly, as the future heiress of Schnee Dust Company, it was inappropriate for me to yell at you just like that, I shouldn't lose my temper there."

King Bob-Omb raised an eyebrow at the title of the company the heiress speaks of, Schnee Dust? The biggest Dust provider of this world? He quickly puts the two together. 'Interesting. So she is the heiress of that company.' He mused, one potential powerful ally they could make.

Ruby bowed rapidly as she apologized again, recognizing the brand but not the girl yet. "Err, I-I'm super-super sorry for knocking over your luggage! I wasn't watching where I'm going!"

Seeing the two reconciliation, King Bob-Omb clapped his hand. "Wasn't very hard, wasn't it? Now that you two apologized, you can start over and be friends."

Hearing this, both feel more pressured and uncomfortable, with Ruby nervous with her social awkwardness; and Weiss not wanting to make friends with some clumsy kid.

As if whatever deity actually heard their plea, their awkward and difficult situation was saved...

*Boom* By another explosion occurring, this time much bigger than the explosion that happened on Weiss and Ruby.

They slowly trail their head toward the direction of the noise, and soon see a man in white flying away from a bulky brown man with bushy eyebrows & mustaches covered in soot.

"BOO! You star damned bastard! I'm going to freaking kill you!"

"Can't do that if you can't catch me! Haaaaa hahahaha!"

Bob-Omb slowly put his hand on his forehead, shaking his head as he muttered something like "about that time of the day,"

From the sideline, Iggy's trademark "Bahaha!" could be heard as he laughed at the scene in front of him, which earned a weird look from a girl with a black bow and a blonde boy, and a Ludwig smacking his face muttering under his breath.

Bob-Omb turned his head toward the teenagers. "Dear me, it would seem that my colleague is starting his daily shenanigans again. My present and mediation is required, or else we might have a murder case on the campus." At this part, the red, white, black girls, and blond boy all froze on the spot. Say what?

"And the auditorium is that way." Bob-Omb casually pointed his finger in one direction, as if trying to cover up something very absurd he just said. Before running toward his colleague.

…

…

He then suddenly halts and jerks back. "Oh, by the way, I welcome you to Beacom Academy, I'll look forward to teaching you all in the class. I wish you all the best!" Before resuming to stop his colleague from doing something bad.

The rest of the teenagers all watch the old man rush toward the chasing duo.

"Goomb! Control your temper, we can't have murder happening on the school ground!"

"Not if nobody finds the body!"

"That's not the point!"

"Ahhh hahahahaha!"

The clueless Remnanter looked between each other, unsure what to make for the situation.

- Time Skip -

We fast forward the scene to the auditorium, where the ceremony is about to begin.

The Koopalings and Prince Junior have regrouped, each discussing their day and any people they find interesting so far.

"Well, I've got to know this Weiss Schnee a bit, your typical heiress from high-class society, snobbish, self-important, judging, kinda like pre-Blorb incident Lord Junior + Wendy." Ludwig begins, earning a hey from both Jr. & Wendy.

"I met this weird energetic girl that is easily entertained, all I did was juggling balls while standing on my bounce ball." Lemmy says, recalling the moment where the girl asks for an encore after he finished.

"They all looked the same to me, unimpressed." Roy shrugged, he didn't interact with anybody, just silently observing who looked confident or emitting power from their body, so far, he saw nobody worth noting.

"Bahaha! I found one girl who looked like the featured girl on my cereal box." He pulls out a box of cereal flakes that says Pumpkin Pete from nowhere. "Ya think she's some kind of celebrity?"

"Found one gal who understands the fashion of ribbon bows. A bit emo tho." Wendy says, recalling the black hair girl with black bow.

"MORTON FOUND A HAMMER BUDDY." Morton pumps his arm in the air, recalling a pinky girl who shows interest in his hammer.

"Meh, didn't see anyone that interested me." Larry just crossed his arm behind his back as he yawned out of boredom.

And then there is Bowser Junior, who was dragged out of the forger to attend the ceremony, against his will that is. "Are we done now? I need to finish my clown car."

Ludwig rolled his eyes, of course, his dear siblings won't be putting much effort into socializing, they're more experienced in terrorizing people, or performing conquest duty.

Come to think of it, most of them were homeschooled by the Magikoopa teacher Sir Kamek assigned, even Lord Junior was homeschooled by Sir Kamek directly, this is pretty much their first time attending an actual school.

Meanwhile, not far away from them, the students that attended the school were muttering among themself at the group of men behind the Headmaster and Headmistress of Beacon.

They saw an old man with a big white mustache; a guy with thick eyebrows floating in the air; a weird guy in a mascot suit that was sleeping in the front yard earlier; an intimidating looking man with bushy eyebrows & mustache; and one giant man adorned in heavy armor like a knight.

For some of them that know Beacon better, they were sure these people aren't the staff of the academy, perhaps they're the new addition of staff? Some were talking about how the guy with thick eyebrows was floating in the air; some were laughing and mocking the guy in the weird mascot suit, some were intimidated by the mean-looking guy's glare, some were wondering how heavy the giant guy's armor must have weighed.

Among the group that was gossiping, Ruby recognized the guy that was floating in the air.

"*gasp* That's the guy who helped me that night!" Ruby pointed at the man, which Yang followed. And she immediately paused at the figure Ruby is pointing at.

"That's the guy that saved you?"

"Yeah, he can make things turn transparent, floating in the air, and shooting fire in his palm like Pew pew pew! And he got a super nice Halberd as a weapon! Well, too bad I didn't see what kind of dust enhancement it could perform… blab blab blab" Ruby was geeking out again at the mention of weapons.

But Yang was staring intensely at the men, her eyes flicking between surprise and uncertainty.

- Several days ago -

Years after years of searching, today Yang is on her way to a rather famous information broker that seems to know everything around Vale, after going on a long hunt around the gray area of Vale, kicking some crooks' ass and beating information out from them.

Her leads led her to a nightclub called Three Little Bears. A bit childish for a nightclub, but hey, she ain't the one to judge, better than edge or sexually suggestive names. Anyway...

If there's anyone that could provide her info about her birth mom, it has to be this guy, a guy who goes by the title: "Junior." After all, you don't get the reputation of knowing everything just like that, right?

Parking her bike, Yang was about to enter the club…

...

"Sorry, we're booked today. Come again tomorrow." Only to have the doorman hold out his hand, halting her in place.

"What?"

"Sorry again, lady, but you heard me, the whole place is booked, come again tomorrow."

Are you kidding me?! She's not going to come home empty-handed, NOT TODAY.

And with that resolve in mind, Yang did the only trick she honed through her entire life.

*Bam* *Thud* Annnnnnd with a well-aimed punch in the face, the doorman was out cold.

Yang pushes open the door, marching her way down the hallway, getting straight down to her destination. She will learn something about her mom today, be it anything, she WILL learn it.

Play music: - Temple of Shrooms Disco - Paper Mario: The Origami King OST -

When she got close to the dance floor, she could hear some people chanting excitedly. "Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!"

As she entered the room, she immediately noticed the atmosphere wasn't right. The dance floor was empty, the guards in black and red sunglass were snooping around at the side tables, either drinking or playing poker or chatting, there's only a group of 5 people that look like customers to her, one guy chugging a whole bucket down his throat, 3 guys chanting, one person drinking at the bar, chatting with the bartender, accompanied by two girls in red & white respectively.

The guy chugging the bucket slam the bucket down, letting out a loud *burp* and holding both arms up in the air triumphantly, before falling back on the floor. Earning him a wave of laughter from his friends.

Yang narrowed her eyes as she advanced to the dance floor, these five guys booked the whole place? Something doesn't seem right.

As she gets closer, she gets a better look at their appearance, the guy that chugs down the whole bucket is wearing a weird plant-like monster mascot custom, and the three guys that were chanting were dressed in white business suit/long red coats/heavy deep-blue armor respectively, The guy that seat at the bar was wearing a black business suit. Their weapons rested at their side.

'They must be Huntsman.' Yang concluded, a bit nervous now, they might have come here to party the whole night after their long tiring mission (Like her uncle probably), and here she is, interrupting their fun. But like she is going to back down just because of that, she finally has a solid lead that could help her get closer to her real mother after all these years. She's gonna get what she wants, and nothing can change that.

"Hey. Who's that?" The guy with thick eyebrows looked in Yang's direction, altering his friend as well as the bartender.

They followed suit and noticed Yang.

The Bartender immediately slammed a hand on his forehead as he muttered under his breath. "What part of guarding the damn door do they not understand, idiots."

He then walked toward Yang. "Sorry, girl, but as you can see, the whole place is booked today by these gentlemen, I'm afraid I'm gonna ask you to lea-"

"I'm not here for fun, I'm here for Junior." Yang interrupts, getting straight to the business as she intended.

As soon as she said the word, most of the goons stopped what they were doing, staring at Yang.

The man stared at Yang for a solid 10 seconds, before letting out a long sigh. "Alright." He looked back at his customers. "Gentlemen, I'm afraid that my service is required at the moment, if you'll excuse me."

The group of 5 either nod their head or just tip their glass, not bothered by this, going back to their drinks.

He motioned Yang to follow him, leading her to the corner of the room. "Blondie, this way, they're important customers, so I can only spare you like 8 minutes. What are you looking for?"

Without wasting any time, Yang took out her scroll and showed him the picture of her mother. "Her."

"..." Junior says nothing, staring at the picture for a moment, before looking at Yang bored.

The silence continued for a moment, and Yang raised an eyebrow at the treatment. "What?"

"Do you have the slightest idea how little that narrows it down?" Junior isn't even trying to hide his annoyance or frustration, he messaged his face tiredly. "Name, girl, I need details, age, anything special about, do you know how many people lived in Vale City? Let alone the whole content of Sanus? You think I can memorize every single person in the whole kingdom?"

Yang narrowed her eyes, but calm herself down regardless, this guy's usefulness is still there. "Raven, Raven Branwen. That's all I can give you."

Junior snapped his head at Yang once the word Branwen was out, his eyes widened, a slight hesitation and confusion showed on his face.

Yang smirked behind her mask face, looks like her gut feeling was right all along.

She was immediately proven wrong, however. As Junior put his hand on his forehead, knowing a headache is coming right about now. "Sigh… I'm not going to ask you how you know that name, or why you want to find her, not my business. But even I, have professional standards, girl, drop it, whatever answer you're looking for, it's not worth it. I'm not even going to charge you, just forget about this and leave."

Yang immediately raises her voice. "What? So you know where she is? Tell me now or else-" She was cut off by Junior raising his hand.

"I never said I know where she is, I know what the name Branwen is and means, but not her, I never met her in my life."

Hearing this, Yang had enough, she had been playing nice, but now it's time to go her way.

That's when a hand halts her before she could reach Junior's family jewel.

"!" Yang snapped her head at the hand that caught her arm from behind, a bit shocked at the sudden gripple.

"Young lady, I believe such action was unnecessary. Whatever question you have, I believe that words are enough to deliver your message. No need for violence." The guy wearing the black businessman suit, had sneaked behind her without Yang noticing. He was an old man who looked to be in his mid 64, with a puffy white mustache under his nose, speaking to Yang as he held her arm in place firmly, a glass of whisky in the other hand.

"Yeah blondie, what were you thinking, attacking the owner? Who else is going to provide us the place to party?" Another voice called, it belongs to a guy in a white business suit, pale white skin with super thick black eyebrows and lavender eyes, and a white hair tied in a super long braid. Who suddenly appears behind the mustache man.

Using the moment of distraction, Yang yanks her arm out of the grip, looking at the newcomers cautiously and warily.

Finally realizing what was going on, Junior quickly recovered. "Oh, umm, thanks." He crossed his arms, looking at Yang judgingly. "Look, blondie, I'm sure you've got your reason for wanting this info. But I'm going to tell you, sometimes things are better left unknown, cause you're not gonna like what you'll learn here." He paused for a bit, looking left and right, where his men reached their hand to the weapons hanging at their waist. "So drop it, will you?"

Yang narrowed her eyes. She cocked Ember Celica, intended to get what she wanted. "No, I'm not leaving until you tell me where she is."

The mustache man raised an eyebrow in a mocking manner. "My my, such a temper, you remind me of a certain someone, proudful, bashful, hothead, hit-first, question later." He then furrowed his brows suddenly, stared at Yang judgingly. "But the differences are... you're in no position nor authority to act that way, nor do you have the power to back that act up."

"Oh yeah?" Yang grit her teeth, as she raised both eyebrows and arms up.

"Girl, you do realize what you're about to perform, is considered as an assault on citizens, and breaking Social Order Maintenance Law? If you attack him, we'll have no choice but to arrest you. On the spot."

The eyebrow guy tries to plug in. "Surely you must realize how horrible of an idea this is. right? I mean-" He was immediately cut off by Yang yelling.

"You know nothing about this matter!" Her outburst did get her what she wanted, silencing the guy, but at the cost that every grunt now had their red axe out, surrounding Yang from all directions.

"Ayy Yo! DJ! Cut the tape." The eyebrow guy told the DJ to stop the music. Who hesitatingly stops the drumming beats.

Stop music: - Temple of Shrooms Disco - Paper Mario: The Origami King OST -

Junior was about to order his men to throw this kid out, when a hand stopped him from doing so.

"Mr. Xiong. Allow me." The mustache man firmly says, leaving no room for argument. He then looked back to Yang. "You're absolutely right, we know nothing about this matter between you and this piece of knowledge you're after, and we have no business interfering… " He then handed his glass to his eyebrow friend, and crossed his arms. "But as a Huntsman, we simply can not let you commit a big mistake in your life, can we?"

Yang stares at the man intensely, still holding her arms up. Not willing to back down.

Another guy entered the conversation, the guy with bushy eyebrows & mustache, looking at Junior. "Alright, dude, at this rate, you might as well give her the info, otherwise I'm pretty confident that we're going to fight, in your club that is."

"This one agrees with the course of action, should this fight occur in your establishment, the cons outweigh the pros." The giant guy with heavy armor speaks, picking their drunken costume-dressing friend.

Without much options, Junior sighed, holding his hand in the air in surrender. "Alright alright, I give, I give, just don't damage my club." Shooting a nasty glare at his men, he told them to resume work or snooping, leave them be.

After creating the much-needed private space, Junior began to elaborate on the info he was hesitant to give.

…

…

As the man goes on explaining the detail of the name Branwen, Yang's anger start weaving, and then quenched.

That night, Yang returned home with a slumpy shoulder and a heavy heart.

"Yang, Yang? Yang!" A familiar voice that belongs to her dear sister brought Yang back to the present.

"Huh?" She snapped out of her rather not pleasant flashback, looking at a pouting Ruby. "Sorry, sis, I kinda space out there, what was it again?"

"You miss the detail of his awesome weapon and skills." Ruby was giving her sister a judging eye, so much for going into details of describing the weapon.

"Ehh… sorry?"

"You better, first you ditch me, then I explode, and now you're not paying attention." Oh no, Ruby has crossed her arms, she's now super upset with her.

"Ehh he… I'll… make you cookies next week?" Really not in the clear mind, but not wanting to upset Ruby even more, Yang offers the one and only trump card that always worked.

Ruby continuously stared at Yang… which made her nervous, and then lifted two fingers. "Only if you make it strawberry and chocolate."

"Sure?"

Before Yang realizes it, Ruby is hugging her with a content smile. "You're the best."

Somehow Yang feels like she just got rip-off by her own sis. But that's not important right now, using the corner of her eyes, she stares at the group of 5 mysterious Huntsman once more. She still have unfinished business with them. But those could wait.

*Ahem*

In front of the teenagers, on the stage, one professor Ozpin tapped the mic, alerting everyone that he's about to speak.

He smiled toward everyone. "I'll keep this brief, as we know a big day awaits you all tomorrow." Before he shifted to a stern face and started the orientation "You have traveled here today in search of knowledge, to hone your craft and acquire new skills, and when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But as I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose, direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step." His speech leaves most people confused, unsure what to make of the meaning.

Meanwhile, the Koopalings snick among themselves, that was still a very sugar-coating reality check lecture, many new recruit minions starting their military life in the Bowser Kingdom, thinking the power and skill that had before could make them rising rank in no time, only for a boot to the head from Mario to kick them back to reality.

There's a reason why so few Minions could rise up to the henchmen rank and keep it, it really does take power, skills, and experience for the job. Bowser was very fair with his ranking, if you can prove yourself, then you deserve to rise up, if not, then keep training until you get stronger. After all, power comes with responsibility, you want to be in the leading position? Then you're not allowed for failure, your underlings fail with you if you did.

Ludwig looking around, seeing the huntsman-in-training around them was still very inexperienced, he can not be helped but shaking his head. Looks like this school life is going to be something else.

Goodwitch takes over the mic and speaks. "You will gather in the ballroom tonight; tomorrow, your initiation begins. Be ready, you're dismissed, Professor Boo & Petey will lead you all to the ballroom."

King Boo immediately floated up in the air as he took out a speaker from somewhere. And Petey Piranha took out a leader flag from nowhere too, the duo leading the way like some sort of tourist guide. "Alright kiddos, you heard the big lady, follow me and Petey here to the ballroom, now move your legs, one, two, one, two." He orders, gaining a weird look from almost everyone. With the Koopalings and Bowser Jr. rolling their eyes, and Ozpin being the only one who chuckles at the duo's funny antics.

The participating students all look left and right among themselves cluelessly, before following the order and going behind the two. Noticing it's their cue to move, Ludwig signing his sibling & Lord Junior to follow after their most laid back & fun-going Henchmen.

The rest of the day at the ballroom was tame, their plant powerhouse friend immediately went slacking off by dozing on a couch borrowed from somewhere, leaving their ghost prankster doing all the job. Not that King Boo mind, besides, it seems his creepy persona has made everyone not wanting to test his patience or getting on his bad side, so aside from a few boys who tires showing off their upper body shirtless, and one blonde guy who had the courage or stupidly of wearing a blue onesie in front of strangers that made King Boo rolling on the floor for a solid 2 minutes, nothing worth concerning happened. Tho...

There's a small scene where the Schnee company heiress scolds a girl for being too loud. While using a volume that could be heard by literally everyone, who's the really hypocrite one there? Ludwig narrowed his eyes at the Schnee heiress, it seems like she is those high-class snobby people who looked down on everyone. Forming a friendly relationship or alliance is going to be some work.

Anyway, Boo quickly told both girls to go to sleep and be quiet, which earned him another 2 victims of red face with embarrassment, apologizing rapidly to the ghost man.

- Time Skip -

Later after the participating bunch sleep, and Professor Port & Dr. Oobleck taking the night shift of watching the sleeping child, Petey & Boo returns to Ozpin's office, apparently being summoned again by their temporary new employer, who has something he wishes to discuss.

*Ding* The elevator brought the Plant & Ghost duo to the top of the clock tower.

"Alright, we're here, you want to discuss something with us?"

"Precisely, I have decided to make a small change to this year's schedule."

The five Bowser Henchmen looked at each other, before looking at Ozpin.

"What do you have in mind that involves us?"

"Well..."

To be

Continued...