The late-afternoon was usually a time where I would be working long and hard. It was a time when most people would go for a quick lunch by the nearest restaurant they would be able to locate. Quick lunch breaks would turn into long lunches with long conversations. It got even better when a colleague, or a friend from said conservationist would come for a "quick lunch break" as well. They would join each other's table and minutes would turn into hours… and the same goes for the tender working those minutes. Many hours of relaxation and gaming have been lost to those kinds of guest, and they will forever be remembered. Working as a full-time bartender at Beacon had its perks, I had already discovered a few—one of those being the interactions and conversations I had with some of its characters. I have to give it to the Arkos shippers, Jaune is indeed very dense. I mean the guy can't even take the most obvious hints! If I were to pull my member out and say "Jaune, I love you, and now suck it" he wouldn't take the hint.
He'd probably run away first—but that's not the point I'm trying to make! Jaune needs to step his pussy-game up… and I get the feeling that I'll be able to help him and please some of those Arkos shippers that are all too eager for that hentai. Yeah, I know your filthy thoughts you disgusting weebs. I've seen the shit you all watch. And for the record I only closed my eyes four times when watching Boku No Pico. Yeah, that's how hardcore I am. Heck, no wonder I defeated Pyrrha so easily.
Okay, that one might have been a little too much. But you get my point!
You don't? Well let me explain it then! I plan to have Jaune and Pyrrha confess t one another by the slickest of schemes a nineteen year old can come up with. I mean these two are almost always with one another. Now, now, don't you worry about a thing. I won't be messing up the ball or anything. I know that the ball is vital for the Arkos shippers out there, so I won't be pulling some crazy stunt there. However I will be trying some other methods. You really think that all I'm going to be teaching Jizz Throat is how to cuss and talk his way out of situations? Nah, get that weak shit out of here. I'm aiming for the top! I'm going to get Jaune and Pyrrha so drunk that they just have to confess to one another!
Can that be considered as an illegal act? Forced romance? Is that a crime? Well if that's so then I should be locked up in jail!... Okay, maybe not… I am a sad individual. However while I might be sad I am not helpless! I've got an uncle with te experience of a thousand woman who has my back! Well he does most of the time.
Getting back to tending business… I have absolutely nothing to tell you that is exciting. Right now I was just doing the regular stuff. Cleaning glasses with hot water and polishing them, re-filling cups that needed to be refilled and having the occasional talk with whatever student decided to thank me for their drink. This late-afternoon was turning out to be a good one.
"I am serious," I said, taking two empty glasses off the wooden surface of the table I was standing at. "No one suspected a thing." I finished, leaving the two Faunus students who I was talking to in complete astonishment—one being what I presumed was a goat-Faunus because of his horns and the other one being a cat-Faunus because of her ears.
"And they didn't catch you or your friend?" the cat-Faunus asked, looking at me with curious eyes. "I mean you did break into that place."
"The school was abandoned." I replied, shrugging. "And besides, don't you just like that rush of nostalgia you get when you're visiting you're old elementary school? I sure did! The playground hadn't changed one bit, and when we got into the school and visited our old classrooms that's when the nostalgia truly kicked in."
"And when exactly did the police arrive?" the goat-Faunus asked, raising his eyebrow. "Surely someone must have spotted you on your way to the school. Or perhaps heard you two breaking in? And how did you manage to evade the police again? I seem to have forgotten."
"We jumped off the first floor and landed in a huge pile of leaves that broke our fall. I was fine, but my friend sprained his ankle and I had to give him a piggy-back ride to my home. But all in all that night was a successful one." I replied, puffing my chest triumphantly . "Now what would the two of you like for seconds? Haven's Sparkling? Vale's Dust? Or perhaps the bitter, yet spicy Atlesian Gold?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
"Actually it's time for us to leave." The cat-Faunus replied, getting off her seat and reaching into her purse. "Here you go." She said, handing me ten Lien. "You can keep the change. See it as a "thank you" for being such a nice talker." She smiled. Looking at her companion, she silently nodded her head towards him and they took their leave.
"Don't mind if I do." I silently replied, placing the money in the purse Freddy had managed to get his hands on. "A good amount is in there. This day is turning out to be very beneficial so far." I smiled to myself before looking up from my wallet. "Ah, good day Ms. Rose." I said, bowing my head slightly. "I welcome you to my humble abode. Please stay out of the basement, because that's where I keep all the good stuff if you know what I'm saying."
"Thanks for welcoming me!" Ruby happily replied, taking in the scenery that she now stood in. "Wow, I've never seen a place like this. I'm sure my uncle would love to visit this place sometime." She looked at me, raising an eyebrow. "Do you always have to wear tha fancy stuff? I mean sure it looks good but doesn't it get annoying wearing the same thing over and over again?"
"Pot, meet kettle." I replied, motioning to Ruby's Huntress attire. "Aren't you wearing the same outfit every single day as well?"
"That's… That's different!" Ruby replied.
"How so?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Weeeeell I am a Huntress." Ruby replied, puffing her chest. "And we don't have time to change our clothing when we're fighting Grimm." She looked at me with a small smirk. "And besides my clothes are epic. A battle-skirt is awesome." She walked towards a nearby table and took a seat. I watched as she sat down and crossed her legs, placing her hands underneath her chin and letting out a yawn.
I shook my head as I walked towards her table. Taking out the note-book Freddy had managed to get his hands on, I looked at Ruby. "What will the lady have to drink?" I asked.
"Well… I don't know, really." Ruby replied.
"One "I don't know" coming right up!" I replied. I walked away from the table and started making my way over to the bar. I took a quick glance behind me, wanting to see Ruby's reaction, and it was just as I thought it was going to be. Confused as hell. I reached the bar and motioned for Freddy to come over to me, since he was put on tending today. "Fred, one warm milk for the young lady there." I said, looking at Ruby.
"Milk?" Freddy repeated, confusion clearly present in the tone of his voice. "Nothing else? Just milk? Not that I'm one to judge but doesn't that seem a little… childish?" he asked, bending over to get a jug of milk for the refrigerator. "How old was she again?"
"Fifteen if I am not mistaken." I replied. "Just about the same age as my little brother." I sighed.
"Ah well, the younger they are the tighter the-."
"Freddy, we're working right now. Let's leave the sex-jokes for when we're don working, alright?" I cut him off. I watched as Freddy simply snorted and made his way over to the coffee machine. Opening the top hatch of the coffee machine, he poured the cold milk into it and took a regular-sized coffee mug. Placing the mug under the machine's "exit" he pressed a flickering green button and watched as the hot milk poured down into the cup, steam rising from it and its delightful smell sending a chill over my back. Sometimes it's amazing what certain smells can do to you.
Freddy placed the mug on a small coffee plate and placed a small silver spoon beside it along with a small wrapped chocolate chip cookie and a placed a pinch of cocoa powder on top of the milk. Handing me the plate that held the mug, I gave him a small nod of appreciation and walked towards Ruby's table. Reaching the table; I placed the cup of milk in front of her.
"Here you go, Ruby. One cup of hot milk." I said. "I think the cookie was Fred's idea."
Ruby looked down at her beverage and inhaled o strong gust of air, taking in the smell of warm milk. She let out a soft hum of delight before picking up the cup and taking a swift sip of it. "This," she said, placing the cup back on its plate. "Is amazing. How much do I owe you?"
"Two Liens will do." I replied.
Ruby nodded, digging her hand in her pocket and taking out two Lien. "Here you go." She said, handing me the Liens. "I think you should call this the "I don't know" she snorted, taking another sip from her cup. "Oh, I'm starting to sound like Yang."
"Ha, yeah." I replied, scratching the back of my head. "So how was class?" I asked.
Ruby placed down her cup again and took a long breath before exhaling. "Boring, long, exhausting." She replied. "I had to listen to one of Port's lectures again. I get that he's proud of what he has achieved but sometimes it just feels like he places himself upon a pedestal a bit too much." She looked down at her cup again. "He's probably been through some wild adventures in his glory days, but those days have long passed. I mean seeing things for yourself and telling stories about them are two completely different things, right?" she asked.
I nodded in agreement. "Yes, you're absolutely right." I replied. "Professor Port's stories are epic and whatnot, but you don't really get a visual. I mean you don't even know what the guy looked like in his "glory days". I can just imagine myself watching an old dude spanking some ass with his axe and breaking his back in the process or something. I wonder how long the mustache has been around..." I trailed off, holding my chin in thought.
"Well as long as everyone teaches a different way classes will never be boring… oh who am I kidding? I just want to get out there and fight Grimm!" Ruby said, taking a big jug of her milk. "Don't you feel the same way?" she asked me, looking up at me with curious eyes.
"Do you see this face?" I asked, motioning to myself. "Do you know how much pussy this is going to get in… what, twenty years?" I called out a little too loud.
"Make the twenty five!" Freddy called back.
"Fuck off, cunt!" I retorted, shaking my head. "Anyway," I said, getting back to Ruby. "I don't really want to fight Grimm. I mean I'm a bartender for crying out loud! I don't even know how to use a weapon—okay, actually I do know how to use one since I am a fencer."
"A fencer?" Ruby repeated. "Isn't that like some sort of "formal" sword fighting or something? I think Weiss mentioned it a few times."
"It's definitely not your average swordplay, I'll tell you that." I replied. "I know how to handle a sabre. I also know how to operate a firearm. But the variety of weapons here in Beacon is so widely spread that I can't even imagine myself handling them. I mean you're a freaking scythe wielder for crying out loud!"
"I never showed you Crescent Rose." Ruby pointed out, raising an eyebrow. "I don't think I did. But whatever, I get your point."
I let out a sigh of relief. Good gracious I could have really screwed it up there. I need to watch my tongue, for real. I took a quick glance around the bar, looking for any empty glasses or people who wanted to pay. It seemed that everyone was still doing fine so far. Ah well, back to Ruby I suppose.
"So you excited for the dance?" I asked.
"The dance? In all honesty I'm not a big fan of high heels and skirts." Ruby replied.
"But you're wearing a-."
"A battle skirt is a completely different thing!" Ruby cut me off, puffing her cheeks before unwrapping the cookie I had given her. "I'm just not one of those "girly girls" if you know what I mean."
"I know exactly what you mean, Ruby." I replied, chuckling slightly to myself. "Just look at me. I'm a guy who's just your average guy, really, There's nothing special about me. I just do the things I need to do, earn my money and pay my taxes. Usually girls have this certain view on men—and the same thing goes for guys as well." I stopped, contemplating on my wording. "What I'm trying to say is… there is no "perfect guy" or "perfect girl". Everyone has there flaws… some people have a little more than the usual."
"And you're one of those people?" Ruby asked.
"Exactly." I replied. "Back where I'm from I'm like a complete social outcast compared to everyone else. I have one good friend and my step brother who I consider to be my friend too who are basically the same as I am. It's not that we're not good with other people. But when we have conversations they usually end up being weird and funny at the same time. And you really have to find the right person to have those conversation with." I scratched my cheek. "Do you have any of those kinds of friends?" I asked.
"In all honesty I don't. I had some friends at Signal Academy. They were all nice but when I was given the opportunity to attend Beacon I just couldn't resist." Ruby looked down at her half=empty cup with a hint of sadness in her eyes. "I kind of regret my decision if I think about the friends I left behind. Sometimes I think I acted too fast when Ozpin asked me if I wanted to attend his school. I still miss the friends I had back there… but I've also made new ones. Even though one of them is my sister."
"My step brother is my best friend too, remember?" I said, placing my hands behind my back. "No matter who they are—whether they are blood related, friends come in different packages. As long as you're having fun and enjoying another's company then what does it matter?"
"Exactly." Ruby replied, smiling to herself. "Although there are still some… differences between everyone I still consider them my friends."
"That's good to hear." I replied. In the corner of my eye I caught a guest waving at me. That was my signal to cut this conversation short and move on. I bid Ruby farewell for now and walked towards the guest, note-book in hand and pen in the other.
Ruby watched as Ramses took his leave to help another guest with whatever it was they wanted to order. Looking down at her cup of milk, she took one final sip, gulping loudly when she swallowed the remainder of her drink. Dusting off her battle skirt, she got up from her seat and waved Uncle Freddy goodbye and smiled when he did so too. She made her way over to the exit and opened the door, taking one final quick glance inside of the bar before taking her leave.
She reached the neutral school hallways of Beacon in a matter of seconds. She stiffed a yawn, hoping that the milk would help her take a quick nap before going back to her studies. She wondered if Weiss would scold her for taking another nap again. She also wondered if Yang would scold Weiss for scolding her. So many scolding's she had to endure… ah well, good thing she finally found a place where she can get a bit of rest. Quickening her pace, she started making her way towards the elevator that would lead her to her dorm.
That was until she came to a halt when Yang suddenly came into her view.
"Yang?" Ruby asked, raising her eyebrow in confusion. "What are you doing here?"
"Just walking." Yang replied, shrugging. "Decided I was to be the first of team RWBY to check this place out." She said, motioning to the entrance of the bar. "But I guess you bet me to it, little sis."
"Yeah, I kind of did, didn't I?" Ruby said, scratching the back of her head. "I just had another talk with Ramses. He's a pretty cool guy."
"Really?" Yang asked. "And what makes him so cool?" she raised an eyebrow, smirking a little. "Is he a fighter like me?"
"No." Ruby replied. "It's kind of hard to explain… so why not check it out for yourself?" Ruby suggested, stiffing another yawn. "I'm going to head off to bed if you don't mind. I feel tired form that warm milk." Ruby said, walking past her sister. "Bye, Yang."
"See ya, I guess." Yang replied. Placing her hands on her hips. "Okay, let's see what this place is all about."
She started to walk towards the entrance. She really hoped that this place was something she would enjoy.
So they better have some of those cute little umbrellas.
