Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! To celebrate, your favorite OC team (well, my favorite team) is back for some lighthearted fun. Much like RWBY Chibi, this will be the comedic spin-off to lessen the emotional trauma of In RWBY's Shadow. It takes place before the Tournament, which for timing purposes, has been delayed due to security issues. Basically, just needed an excuse for this to happen before the fights but after a certain pairing developed.

*If you haven't read In RWBY's Shadow, I'd recommend tackling that first. Bit of a spoiler in this chapter regarding the ultimate pairing there.*

Speaking of In RWBY's Shadow, I've begun uploading edited chapters on Wattpad and AO3. Changes are minor (mostly grammar/spelling corrections), but I will be updating it on here in the near future. Expanded to the other two sites just to spread the love (or pain...I'm really not sure sometimes). FFN will always be my first love.

Well, enough stalling. You guys came to see a little more of Team LHSR, so lets dive in.

"Is it ready yet?" Honey anxiously asked, practically bouncing as she peeked over her teammate's shoulder.

"It's done," Randi patiently answered, shaking her head with a soft smile as she indulged her friend's excitement. "I finished the edits this morning, but it's taking a while to upload. You know how slow the system gets in the evening."

Randi returned to watching the slowly expanding progress bar on the screen in front of her. Despite her calm demeanor, Randi couldn't deny the thrill that wormed its way into her. What had started out as a random joke from a friend had taken off without much warning. Honey had been a little hesitant at first, but once they got started, she seemed determined to see it through.

"How about now?"

"Still not done," Randi sighed. "I should've done this earlier, but it took a little longer to finish than I'd expected." Randi had zero experience editing videos or designing an app, but with a little persistence – and a lot of online how-to videos – she'd managed to get it done. "Still a few minutes left."

"That's what you said last time!" Honey complained, stamping her foot in an adorable pout. "What's taking so long?"

"Too many people online, I'd guess," Smit offered from across the room, not even bothering to look away from the game he was playing. "Ha! Noob! That's what you get for camping."

"Speaking of…"

"Smit!" Honey roared…or, well, as close to a roar as she could manage. "Stop hogging all the bandwidth. This is important!" She tried to snatch the controller from his hands, but Smit agilely twisted away from each attempt, eyes still glued on the screen in front of him as he continued to wreak havoc on the other players.

"In a minute, Mom!" Smit shot back, even as his player died in a horrific explosion. "Aw, c'mon Winchester. You really gonna start noob tubin' in here?" Honey abandoned her attempts to stop the online slaughter as Smit berated their classmate for his apparent lack of skill. Instead, she stomped back over to Randi, resigning herself to the never-ending loading cycle.

"You two really going through with that stupidity?" Lilly groaned from her bed, staring daggers at Randi over her textbook. Lilly had made her hatred of their new pet project evident every step of the way, even going so far as to look for ways to stop them. Of course, Randi expected as much and had taken the precaution of backing up all of her files in multiple locations. When their video footage mysteriously vanished one afternoon, she simply pressed on with one of several copies without saying a word.

The look on Lilly's face that evening had been priceless.

"Absolutely," Randi grinned, glancing over her shoulder to her team leader. Lilly continued trying to summon death with her eyes, but eventually gave in and returned to her studies with an exasperated huff. Evidently, she'd given up hope of stopping them, though she'd proven quite the sore loser.

After realizing that Lilly was bent on sabotaging their efforts, Randi installed a lengthy password to protect the file from further attacks. Lilly probably thought she was so smart with that Semblance of hers, connecting with Randi to watch her type. The indignant squawk when Randi typed in Lillyisabutt the next day proved her suspicions. Since then, Randi had been careful to avoid looking at the keyboard as she typed, just to be safe.

"Oh, c'mon. It's not that bad."

"Easy for you to say," Lilly grumbled back, sinking further into her mattress.

"But you two look so cute together!" Honey's rationale did little to appease their leader, who audibly ground her teeth together in annoyance. As always, Honey began to waver against Lilly's irritation. "Does it really bother you that much?"

"Whatever gave you that idea?" Lilly growled through clenched teeth. Her tightening grip on the book before her threatened to rip it to pieces.

Honey looked to her faunus teammate for support, but Randi was tired of fighting the girl's battles for her. Honey could be quite forceful, but only when she felt she had to be. Otherwise, the girl folded at the slightest pressure – especially when it came to Lilly. Sure enough, Honey sighed in defeat as she prepared to give in.

"W-well, if it's such a big deal, then I guess we should ju–"

"It's done!" Randi declared victoriously, dashing Lilly's last hope. "The app is live."

"Eeeee!" Honey squealed with glee, nearly bowling Randi over as she rushed to watch the screen. "Finally! Do we have any hits? Where does it show our traffic? Has anyone watched our video yet?"

Randi slipped out of her seat, gently pulling the smallest member of Team LHSR onto the chair to contain her. "It just went up, Honey. Give it a few minutes."

Lilly scoffed from behind them, abandoning her reading once more to rain on their parade. "Minutes? Try days, at least. There's so many apps on the Beacon servers. I doubt anyone will even notice a new one, especially on a Saturday evening. You'll be lucky to beat that stupid Grimm game in popularity."

"Hey! You leave Jumpy the Beowolf out of this!" Smit protested.

"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Lilly asked, shaking her head in disappointment. "The point is, it takes time to generate any meaningful traffic. It's not like everyone's gonna suddenly know about your stupid app the moment it goes live."

Honey's shoulders fell as Lilly's words silenced the room. Even Smit turned to watch as his match ended, eyes darting between Lilly and Randi in anticipation of some sort of theatrics.

"What, no snappy comeback?" Lilly taunted. "What's the matter, Randi? You finally willing to admit I'm right about something?"

"Oh, are you done already?"

"What do you mean already?" Lilly demanded.

Randi glanced at her scroll with a frown. "It's just…I kinda expected you to rant for a little longer. Really rub it in my face or something. This…this is disappointing."

"I can go on, if you want," Lilly offered with a smug grin.

"No, it's just…I usually have better timing than this." Randi tapped her foot impatiently as she glanced aimlessly around the room for several seconds. Lilly looked to Smit, but he just shrugged in return, as in the dark as she was. "Eh, close enough. Wait for it…"

One by one, the four scrolls in the room pinged with a notification. The same sound could faintly be heard echoing in their neighboring rooms, but Randi knew it would be rippling throughout the entire school. Even the exchange students would receive an alert, blanketing her entire target audience with their specially prepared advertisement.

Horror dawned upon Lilly's face at the implication. "Randi, what have you done?" she demanded.

"Like you said, we need to generate traffic to our site. What better way than a large-scale advertisement sent directly to every scroll in Beacon?" Randi grinned as Lilly collapsed to her knees with a broken wail. Setting that up hadn't been easy, forcing Randi to call in a few favors to get help with the mass distribution.

Coco provided the key ingredient, having pieced together the teachers' notification system from helping Professor Port with some lessons – a punishment that Coco considered akin to death. Thankfully, he'd had her do almost all of his work, including sending out an alert about his absence before the dance. Velvet, who seemed quite tech savvy, then showed her how to attach her video, as well as schedule the release for a specific time.

Honey jumped as her scroll chirped suddenly. "What's this?" she asked, reading the message that Randi knew would be on her own scroll as well.

"I set it up to send us both notifications when someone signs up," Randi explained, even as her scroll let out another tone…and another…and another. "Wow. The student body sure is desperate." Not surprising, given the lack of dates at the dance. Wish we had come up with the idea before then.

The periodic alerts soon turned into a steady rhythm as the bored masses of Beacon found a new source of entertainment. Across campus, students latched onto the idea vigorously, creating profiles while trying to hide such from those around them. More alerts came as some went so far as to submit the questionnaire, hoping that Randi and Honey could find them a match and end their loneliness.

Beacons of Love had officially launched.

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"I'm so bored!" Yang groaned loudly, even if she knew the empty room wouldn't respond. After the Breach, the Council made the controversial decision to postpone the Tournament to investigate the attack and beef up security, meaning she suddenly had a ton of free time. Problem was, she had no idea what to do with it at the moment.

Ruby was busy with her new friend Emerald while Weiss had some important meeting with her sister. Sheesh. Could those two be any more formal? Apparently, Schnees did not merely hang out. Their time was far too valuable for such frivolities.

Blake…well, she was busy with her usual obsession – studying the White Fang reports in the library. It wasn't as bad as before, but she still wasted a lot of precious free time on her former organization. Yang doubted the actual members of the White Fang invested as much effort as her partner did.

That left Yang with nothing to do. She'd already gotten someone to spar with her, but couldn't find many other challengers after putting the boy through a wall. One of the risks of training, she assured herself. Really, the guy was lucky, considering the small lock of hair his bladed boomerang had claimed. She'd smeared an Ursa across the forest in Initiation for far less.

Since then, she'd eaten dinner, watched a few videos online, played a game, and even…even done her homework early. That last detail sent a shiver through her spine. Nooo! I'm turning into a nerd! Must…find…entertainment.

Yang's scroll suddenly lit up with an alert. Desperate for a distraction, Yang lunged for the device, nearly launching it across the room before her fingers managed to halt its flight. "Hm, what's this?" she asked aloud. When no one answered, she quickly opened the video. Yang watched with interest as an image of Beacon faded into view on her scroll. The familiar voice of Team LHSR's faunus, accompanied by soft background music, began to speak.

"Beacon Academy. Aspiring Huntsmen and Huntresses from all over Remnant have gathered here to prepare for their futures." Images of several teams in full combat attire drifted by. Even shots from the training rooms briefly graced the screen. "But there's more to life than just fighting."

The combat images faded quickly, only to be replaced by photos from the dance. Team JNPR's dance. Blake, Sun, and Neptune laughing around the punch bowl. Yang greeting a couple at the entrance. Even the photo of Lilly and Smit on the dance floor. Yang chuckled at how mad Lilly would be when she saw that.

"Sadly, hunting for a date can be much harder than tracking down a Grimm." Yang found herself nodding along to Randi's voice. She hadn't been on a date since Signal. Even longer since I've had a good one. "So let Beacons of Love do the work for you! Simply create a profile, answer a short questionnaire, and leave the rest to us. We'll match you with an appropriate partner for a blind date in Vale, away from the prying eyes of your nosy teammates. Our team has already helped others find romance, so why not you?"

As proof of Randi's claim, the video cut to Smit and Lilly. Smit had his arm around Lilly's waist and grinned goofily at the camera. Lilly, on the other hand, seemed less than pleased with being featured. "I hate you so much, Randi," Lilly growled, even if she didn't seem to protest when Smit squeezed her against his side.

The next clip proved far more convincing. "We couldn't be happier," Pyrrha giggled before leaning over to kiss Jaune's cheek. The blonde dope started laughing as redness flooded his face. Much more accustomed to commercials, Pyrrha kept her composure as she turned to the camera again, fingers interlocking with Jaune's. "Randi and Honey helped us find happiness together. They can do the same for you."

"Beacons of Love is free to use, so what have you got to lose?" Randi's voice questioned. "Sign up now, and we'll even include a ten percent discount from Clemens, a premier restaurant in Vale." Yang had heard of the place. A little pricey, but not outrageously so. The local reviews had been fantastic since it opened last year. "Download Beacons of Love and start your happily ever after."

The video ended with a simple shot of Beacon Tower against a blank background. A soft beam of light rotated out from the tower before slowing to a stop to reveal a large, pink heart and turning Beacon's most prominent point into a cheesy lighthouse. The image remained frozen in place for a few seconds before an overlay appeared to suggest more videos. Yang ignored the urge to check out the latest Combat Class bloopers as the wheels in her head began to turn rapidly. Her eyes hungrily darted to the empty mattresses in the room as a mischievous smile began to take over.

Those three could use some more socializing, she reasoned, even as she began downloading the new app. It took a few minutes to install, but that just gave her time to flesh out her plan. Her fingers soon danced across the screen as she began creating a profile – notably, one that didn't sport her name. By the time she reached the questionnaire, she didn't even both suppressing her growing cackle. Today had suddenly become very interesting.

Very interesting, indeed.

Randi and Honey in charge of the shipping at Beacon? Prepare for antics to ensue. I have a few months' worth of chapters planned, but may add more if I think of any. There'll be a few running gags, but most of the chapters will be standalone content covering a single pairing/date. Planning to return to the Friday update schedule that In RWBY's Shadow followed last year, so stay tuned.

To those asking about a sequel for Team LHSR, I'm kind of on the fence about it. Had another review asking about it this past week. My wife keeps insisting I should. Not sure why you guys are so desperate to have me traumatize you again, but I'll think about it. Lilly's ongoing depression would play a big part, which I'd think would be a bit of a downer, but to each their own. You guys suffered through In RWBY's Shadow and seemed to like it, so maybe you're just gluttons for punishment. Feel free to let me know whether that'd really interest you. Guarantee it won't happen anytime soon (next up is my murder novel), but I might add it to the list.

By the way, big thank you to bookwyrm321 for her support. This story sort of came to life based on a conversation we had a few months back. I've said it before, but go check out her Legacies of Beacon if you have some time.

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