A/N: Welcome back to another installment of My Turn!

I finished watching that playthrough on YouTube. It was Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney: Spirit of Justice. It was an interesting game, to say the least. Kinda makes me want to do a RWBY/Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney crossover someday.

Maybe next year.

I've reached some more milestones: over 200 favs, over 20,000 views, over 250 reviews…and finally, over 300 follows.

It's because of you all that these milestones are being reached, and for that I thank you.

You know what that last milestone means though, right? I can now make the following statement about this fic.

THIS. IS. SPARTA!

In an unrelated note, Violet is now 6.

Anyway, got another chapter ready to roll. Last we left off, I decided to let Amber and Qrow stay at my house so that the former can recover.

Let's see what happens next, shall we?


Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY.


(Salem POV)

Oh, Ozpin…you truly thought you could get away with the sins you've committed?

You have done nothing but cause pain and suffering to those you've held dear. And you have the gall to claim that you intend to make up for those sins by preparing the next generations of human and Faunus alike to battle the darkness that ravages this world?

Well…that simply will not do.

The sins of the past cannot be forgiven nor forgotten, my dear adversary.

And the time has come to watch you burn.

I've already gathered my pawns for this bout we are to partake in, and you still gather yours in the guise of a Huntsmen Academy.

Have you not yet learned that you are merely sending those children to their deaths? No amount of education and training can prepare them for what is to come.

For instance…the silver-eyed warrior.

You thought she could fell me, but you were a fool.

I made sure she suffered before I took her life.

Do not think that it had not escaped my notice that the woman had a daughter…who also has a pair of silver eyes.

Should you decide to recruit her in your crusade against me, know that you send her to the same pitiful demise.

Like mother, like daughter.

I chuckled…how fitting.

We wage war against each other for what has transpired in the past, and by the time I'm done, you will wish you had not involved others in this dispute.

However…it appears a wild card has appeared and gotten caught up in out bout.

Colt Remington.

This man, he is…strange.

I have had several pawns of mine discreetly look into this man, yet they have found no information.

While this result was likely, what with the fact he lived outside the Kingdoms, there would at least be something left behind to indicate who he was before leaving the Kingdom.

And yet there was nothing.

No information that proves that a Colt Remington even existed prior to three years ago.

It's as though he simply…appeared out of nowhere.

I had, at first, thought him to be one of your allies, but further investigation has proven that wrong.

This man interfered with my plans…and knows my name….

I must see him for myself.

I close my eyes and concentrate.

I open my now red-glowing eyes and see a forest.

I smirked. There are many perks to being the Queen of the Grimm. One of which is being able to take over any single Grimm on Remnant. The older ones take a vast amount of concentration, but this little nevermore I'm "borrowing" is a youngling. Taking control of it rather easy. Hardly an inconvenience.

A little calling card to show that I was in control was the eyes of the little nevermore now being my own, with veins poking out.

Having taken control, I turn the little Nevermore in the opposite direction.

Towards a small village near the forest where this "Colt" escaped Cinder and her minions.

I fly in a circle, keeping an eye on the forest line until I see Colt exiting out of it, carrying the Fall Maiden, and Ozpin's little spy, Qrow Branwen, following from behind.

Colt Remington….

I know not how you know my name, nor do I know how you could possibly have known of the planned attack by my pawns.

You are either a pawn for some unknown third party, or actually a spy for Ozpin. If the latter, then that arrogant fool has done well to keep you a secret from me.

Or perhaps…you were simply at the wrong place at the wrong time.

No.

You knew of the attack, and you know my name.

There is more to you than meets the eye.

You may not be an ally of Ozpin's, but that is irrelevant.

You've made a grave mistake in interfering in our bout.

And I intend to make sure you pay the price for that transgression.


(Violet POV)

I'M BORED!

Why isn't daddy here to entertain me?

He always has a way to brighten up the day.

Right now, I'm currently staring out the window, a hand pressed against my cheek as I stare out the window.

I'm not alone or anything. Far from it. Daddy asked Mr. Bowman to look after me whenever he goes out for about an hour each day.

I don't know why my daddy leaves each day. When I ask, he just responds with:

"It's an adult thing. You wouldn't understand."

Well, I never! I may be only seven, but I'm as mature as an apple is ripe!

Mmm, apples. I could go for one right now, but I'd prefer carrots!

When I told Daddy that carrots were my favorite, he facepalmed and said:

"Goshdarn it, Bugs Bunny."

He didn't actually say goshdarn it, though. It was actually a swear he said, and I made him put Lien in the swear jar for it!

You would think he knows better by now, but he still swears. He's filled up the swear jar ten times already! He keeps the all the money hidden for a rainy day, though. Probably a good idea, in case we ever get a dry spell on our farm.

And he never did tell me who Bugs Bunny was.

Oh well.

I'm still bored.

Mr. Bowman usually makes things not boring by telling me about the training he puts Daddy through.

It's part funny, part mean.

Funny, because the way he describes getting the better of Daddy helps me picture it, almost like I'm seeing it for myself. And it's so funny, it makes me giggle!

Mean because…well, from what I hear, Vert doesn't need to be this hard on Daddy. No wonder Daddy always comes home from training with bruises and sore spots!

I had half a mind to kick Mr. Bowman for his trouble and call him a big meanie! Like I did with that giant when my sister came to the village….

My sister.

It really was a shock to see my sister again after so long. I almost didn't recognize her. Then again, she kinda looked like an older me, so that helped.

I can't believe Velvet's training to be a Huntress! That's so cool! Maybe I could be a Huntress someday, too?

I don't know if Daddy would approve of it, though. He worries enough about mw as it is, what with living outside the Kingdom and at the mercy of the Grimm. He might not be into the idea of me training so that I could actively fight them myself.

That doesn't mean I won't ask, it's just…now's not the time.

Anyway, the reason Vert wasn't telling me any stories was because he was busy sharpening his arrows and making adjustments to his bow.

Which left me to look out the window in boredom.

I sighed. I wish something interesting would happen.

I got my wish in the form of Daddy returning from wherever. I noticed that he had guests with him.

Yay! Daddy's back! Maybe he can finally tell me what he's been really doing each day for an hour.

One of the guests looked like a rugged man with a bit of a beard on him and a small cape. He looked like he didn't want to be here.

Weird…and to be honest, he looked scary.

The other guest…was a woman….

And she was currently being carried by Daddy.

Well, there was only one thing I could do at this point.


(My POV)

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

I groan inwardly.

Yep, that's pretty much what I expected to hear.

Amber raised an eyebrow. "What was that?"

"That…was my daughter."

A chuckle sounded from behind me. "Reminds me of my youngest niece when she was little."

…Yeah, I can picture a young Ruby squealing like that…actually, current Ruby could probably squeal like that.

"Any reason why she yelled like that?" Amber asked.

"…Nope."

That was a blatant lie, and both she and Qrow could tell.

"Really?" Amber and Qrow drawled.

"…Eeyup."

Thank you, Big Mac of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic….

Yes, I was one of the (surprisingly) many guys who watched that particular series. It was an adorable little show, alright! It's not like I was a brony or anything. I never bought the merchandise or went to those conventions.

All I did was watch that one show…to be fair, it was entertaining in its own right, and watching the parody of it (Mentally Advanced Series by Dawn Somewhere) on YouTube cemented the original show as a favorite. Never got past Season 3, though….

And I never will.

Damn it!

I stepped onto the porch and kicked at the door.

"Hey, Vert!" I called out. "Open the door!"

Three seconds of shuffling was heard before the door opened to reveal the veteran Huntsman.

"Hey, Colt. I was wondering when you'd get ba-."

He stopped when he saw Amber in my arms.

"…Well, it's about time!"

"Vert-."

"I mean, seriously! Three damn years in this village and you've yet to find a special someone!"

"Vert-."

"After all, you missed out four times with those other girls, and everyone knows tha-."

"WILL YOU PEOPLE STOP PRYING ABOUT MY LOVE LIFE?!"

I pant heavily after my outburst. Vert's just standing there with an amused expression, while Qrow apparently found my outburst hilarious, if his guffaws were anything to go by.

As for Amber….

"If you were trying to make me deaf," she deadpanned. "That was a good try."

Goddamn it.

I sigh. "Vert, it's not like that. She's injured, and Doc doesn't have any room at the clinic."

"…Ah. Well, looks like I haven't won the bet then."

Wait, what?

"What was that?" I asked.

Vert faltered. "Er…it's nothing. Forget I said anything."

"Vert-."

"That girl looks hurt. You should take her to the guest room so she can rest."

Clever bastard. Using sound logic to evade the question. Well, I'm still talking to him about this later!

I stepped past him towards the stairs, where I found Violet staring with a beaming smile.

"…Violet, this isn't what it looks li-."

"Finally, Daddy! Do you know how many women I've tried to match you with?!"

"I don't remember you trying to match me with any-."

"A lot! The only women you've shown any interest in was Neo, Winter, Coco, and my sister, Velvet!"

Qrow facefaulted.

"W-Wait…the Schnee?!"

I sigh. "Yes, Qrow…I've met Winter Schnee. Got a problem with that?"

For some strange reason, I'm hoping Qrowin isn't actually a thing in the real Remnant.

Qrow scoffed. "No reason…you just need better taste in women."

…Wow, okay. I know Qrow and Winter probably hate each other or something, but that was uncalled for!

I'm so punching him in the jaw again when I get the chance.

"Hey!"

Never mind. Let him be shamed by Violet instead.

Violet stepped up to him and stared up at him indignantly.

"You take that back! Winter is a nice, pretty lady who Daddy really should've gotten with-."

Damn it, Violet.

"-and you'll apologize for what you said, mister!"

Qrow blankly stared down at Violet. "…Make me."

Thunk.

Violet kicked Qrow in the shin….

Qrow chuckled. "Yep. Just like Ruby."

I suddenly couldn't get the image of a young Ruby kicking Qrow in the shin out of my head.

I bet that was adorable!

Qrow spoke up again. "Wait…did she say her sister?"

…Damn it, Violet. You couldn't have only said Velvet's name? You had to say she's your sister, too?!

"Not related," Vert suddenly said. "Violet here's adopted."

Oh thank god. I owe Vert one for that. I did not want to deal with that situation…ugh.

Qrow simply stared at me. "…Still have a low opinion of you."

"The feeling's mutual."

Amber rolled her eyes. "Settle down, boys. Now, if you wouldn't mind…."

Oh right, she needs to rest.

"Right, up the stairs we go."

I proceeded to go up the stairs, Qrow following after me. I kicked at the door of the guest room wide open.

"This is where you'll sleep, Qrow."

Said Huntsman stepped inside and looked around.

"…It'll do."

Glad it meets your approval…oh wait, I don't care.

I continue walking towards another room and kick it open.

"You'll get the bigger room with the better bed."

Amber looks inside and smiles a bit. "Looks nice…but it looks like it used to belong to someone else."

"It did."

I step in and towards the bed and gently set Amber down on the bed.

Amber decided to ask something.

"So…what was that about with your daughter?"

I groan. "I'd…rather not talk about it."

"My daddy's lonely."

GODDAMN IT!

I look down to find Violet had followed us.

"Violet-."

"Everyone deserves someone, daddy. That includes you!"

"Violet-."

"Besides, this lady seems nice! And she's pretty too!"

"No argument there, but-."

"Oh I'm pretty now?" Amber asked in an amused tone.

"I do not need a trolling from you now!"

Violet beamed. "And she's trolling you! Just like the other five girls you missed out on! A perfect match!"

Why does every girl I meet try to screw with me?!

"And furthermore-!"

"Do I need to bring out the Claw?"

She puffed her chest out and grinned. "Go ahead! I'm not afraid of that anymore!"

I bring out the Claw.

"EEP!"

Violet scuttled out and back to her room, the door shutting and locking.

Heh, heh. That'll never get old.

Amber regards me with a raised eyebrow.

"The Claw?"

I shrug. "Just this thing I do with my hand."

I form the Claw with my right hand. "She's downright terrified of it."

"…I don't see how it's terrifying."

I slowly move the Claw towards her face.

"What are you doing?"

I say nothing, keeping a blank look on my face as the Claw draws ever so closer to her face.

"Seriously, this is ridiculous."

The Claw draws closer….

"S-Stop, already!"

I grin and pull my hand away. "Hah! Made you stutter! Victory!"

Amber gawked. "W-Wait, that's not why-!"

"Nope. Too late. I win."

I turn and head out the door. "So yeah, just rest for now. I'll check on you later."

I can hear Amber growling in frustration as I exit the room.

I couldn't help but grin. I just got the better of the Fall Maiden….

HIGHLIGHT!

"Ahem."

I turn to find Qrow staring intently at me.

"We still need have out little chat."

"Later. For now, why not just get settled in for the moment? I need to talk to Vert, anyway."

"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask…how do you know Verty?"

Verty?

"…You know him?"

Qrow chuckled. "Know him? He and I used to be drinking buddies before he left the Kingdom."

Huh…you learn something new every day.

I shrug. "He's training me."

Qrow looked surprised. "…Huh, didn't think he had it left in him to personally train someone."

"He claims he's still in his prime."

"That's because I am."

We both turned to find Vert behind us with arms crossed.

"And if you have a hard time believing it." His hand rested on his bow. "I'd be happy to prove it."

"No, no, no!" I exclaim with waving arms. "Not necessary…also, not in my house, please."

Vert frowns. "You're no fun at all."

Qrow chuckles and steps up to Vert. "Verty! It's been too long."

Vert also chuckles. "Not long enough, my old friend."

"Hey! I'm not old."

"Not as old as Vert, maybe," I mutter.

"What was that?" they both asked lowly.

"What wonderful weather we're having!" I say with an exaggerated smile and wide eyes.

"I'm doubling your training," Vert said.

Fuck.

Qrow let out a laugh before turning back to Vert. "So, why personally train him?"

"…He has potential. And despite the fact he's unable to attend a Huntsmen Academy, better to be trained by me rather than let that potential go to waste."

Qrow hummed. "Got a friend who might agree with you there."

I bet he's talking about Ozpin.

"Well," I interrupt. "I need to talk to Vert in private, so if you don't mind?"

Qrow glared. "You and I still need to have our own little chat."

"Again, later."

"You can't keep dodging me forever, kid."

"I'm not. Just get settled in, and you and I can have a chat at the bar. On me, of course."

That last part gave Qrow pause.

"…You're buying?"

"Yup."

"…Fine."

I knew that would get him.

Qrow slipped passed me back into the guest room….

Then stepped out with a scowl.

"By the way…why does she get the better room?"

"She's injured."

"I mean besides that."

"…Oh, also because you just sat there rather than help out."

Qrow opened his mouth to speak…then stopped.

"Fair enough, but I can explain."

"I don't think you can."

Yet another DBZ Abridged reference. Will I ever stop?

Qrow grunted. "Eh, I'll just explain it to you in our little chat later."

With that said, Qrow stepped into the guest room and closed the door.


"Ok, so what did you want?"

Vert and I were currently standing near the pig pen, lazily watching as the pigs went about their business, which was basically wandering around and sniffing the ground.

There was just something about watching the animal's mill about that was…calming.

Of course, when they decide to take a shit or piss, I decide I've watched them long enough.

I turn to Vert. "Well…a couple of things have come to light this hour."

Vert gestured for me to continue.

"Well, first off…I don't have to go out for an hour every day at this time anymore."

"…Ah," Vert said in understanding. "So the injured girl-?"

"Was the one that was to be attacked, yeah."

Vert rubbed his chin in thought. "…And what of the assailants?"

"Still out there."

It's a guarantee that Cinder will make another attempt to steal Amber's power, and while I haven't decided whether or not I'll continue to help, I can at least guard her while she's recovering…and maybe until she gets back inside the Kingdom.

It's debatable.

Vert frowned. "…Will they make another attempt on the girl?"

"Possibly."

"…Why is this girl so important?"

That…was something I couldn't tell him. I'm in enough trouble with Qrow as it is. The last thing I want is to get Vert or anyone else in trouble as well.

"I…can't exactly tell you that. I mean, I'm not even supposed to know about her."

I turn to him. "The less you know, the better."

"Well, alright."

He shrugged. "I can't say I like being kept in the dark, but you seem serious about this, so I'll trust you on this."

The fact he willingly accepted this was a testament to how much trust he has in me. It relieved me, honestly. Vert was kinda like a father to me and a grandfather to Violet, especially after Cole's death.

I had always seen the kind of bond that occurs between teacher and student in pop culture (be it TV show, cartoon or anime, or simply reading it in a novel), but to have experienced it myself all this time…it was surreal.

"Anything else I should know?" Vert asked.

Oh right, there was one more thing I needed to tell him.

"Well…I just recently discovered my Semblance."

Vert's jaw dropped. "…Seriously?"

I grin. "Seriously."

He grinned as well and wrapped me in a bear hug. "Haha! Finally! After three years!"

"Vert. Can't. Breath."

He let go and chuckled. "So, what Semblance do you have?"

I catch my breath and straighten. "Allow me to show you."

I close my eyes and try to bring out that weird feeling I got when I first turned invisible. I figured that this would be a sorta turn on/turn off kind of thing. Kinda like with Pyrrha, I guess. I mean, it's not like her polarity is active all the time….

And that one skit on RWBY Chibi doesn't count! That show is non-canon.

Maybe if I just think invisibility?

Alright…I want to be invisible!

"Well?" Vert asked.

Goddamn it.

"Er, just give me a minute."

I want to be invisible!

"Are you just gonna stand there like that?"

Oh, come on!

"I WANT TO BE INVISIBLE, DAMN IT!"

That weird feeling returned.

"Why did you- Oh crap!"

I open my eyes to find Vert staring at me in shock and confusion.

He squinted his eyes. "Colt…are you still there, or did my eyes finally go?"

I chuckle. "Nope, not blind yet Vert. I'm invisible!"

He took a few cautionary steps forward and stretched out his right arm. I guess he was trying to find me.

I raised my hand to grab his and give it a handshake.

"Right here, Vert."

He started for a bit before smiling.

"Well…this is certainly a unique Semblance. I don't think anyone else has had a Semblance like this before."

Hearing that made my day. I've got a Semblance that no one else had. Hell, I bet they never thought invisibility could be a thing to begin with!

Fuck yeah!

Vert rubbed his chin. "Though I suppose invisibility as a Semblance says a lot about you, doesn't it?"

Huh?

"I don't suppose you were a shy person, were you?"

I pursed my lips. "Well…more like anti-social."

I suppose being an anti-social otaku for ten years (never got to use a computer except in school) of your life can make a guy seem invisible to everyone.

I mean, I hardly talked with anyone. Just sat there and read a book. Even at home, I just stayed in my room and watched TV or played video games. When it came to using a computer, I never got a real chance until starting college, where I finally got my own laptop to use for my own use, be it school-related or personal. When that happened, I pretty much stayed on it, only pausing to either go to class or watch wrestling.

Again, probably not a good way to spend your life, but it was the one I lived.

Hey, at least I didn't ignore family. That's something I just couldn't do.

Vert raised an eyebrow. "You never talked to anyone?"

"Nope."

I focused on the weird feeling and found myself visible again."

"Just minded my own business."

"Wow…now that I think about it, you hardly conversed with anyone at the bar."

Yup.

"Still, you aren't exactly known to be anti-social in the village."

"Well, I guess three years here doesn't make up for ten years of being anti-social."

Vert's mouth was left agape at my statement.

"…Well, leaving the Kingdom seemed to be a good thing for your social skills, then."

Actually, dying is what changed me, but I won't tell him that.

"Yeah."

Vert crossed his arms. "So, you can be invisible whenever you want?"

"Pretty much, though I might have to practice a bit until I can properly go invisible and back without any problems."

Still…imagine the things I could do with being invisible! I could slip away if I ever get in a bad situation. I could hide from anyone trying to look for me.

Hell, I could take a nap while invisible, and no one would find me!

It's what Grif would've wanted, after all.

"You know," Vert said, rubbing his chin. "With a Semblance like that, you could probably get away with a lot of crazy shenanigans."

…Holy shit, he's right!

"You're right…I can pants people!"

Note to self: pull down the pants of Cardin and Neptune in front of everyone if I ever see them. That'll serve that racist bully and "suave" playboy right!

"Er, that's not what I meant," Vert said.

"You're right…I can totally haunt people instead!"

I will be a ghost in the night, whispering in their ears. Opening and closing their doors. I'll make it like The Conjuring up in their place!

Vert frowned. "That's not what I meant, either."

"…I could nap and people wouldn't find me?"

"Now you're just being ridiculous."

"No, I'm being smart. I can hide from you and nap in peace."

Vert narrowed his eyes. "Why would you hide from me?"

"…Did I say you? I meant people in general!"

Hope he bought it….

"I take back what I said. Now I'm tripling your training."

Fuck!

"In any case, I was talking about stuff that deals with the…female gender."

"…I don't follow."

Vert raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? You can't think of anything that would involve being invisible and the female gender?"

What does invisibility and girls have to do with anything? It's not like…wait.

Does he mean…?

I turn beet red. "N-No! I'm not peeking on girls!"

"Are you sure?" Vert asked. "No man will blame you for it. Hell, they'll be begging for a Semblance like yours."

"NO! STOP! CORRUPTION!"

"I'm not corrupting you. I'm just implanting an idea into your brain."

"SAME THING!"

"Well, too late now."

No! I will not let this old man corrupt me! I refuse to think about peeking on Neo or Winter or Amber or Coco or Velv- FUCK!

"It's stuck in your head now, isn't it?" Vert grinned. "I can tell by the look on your face."

I give him a blank stare. "Vert…what the fuck?"

"Maybe next time you'll think twice about calling me old."

Goddamn it.

Of course, thinking about those five particular women made me remember something.

"Vert…what was that about a bet earlier?"

Vert faced away from me. "You know, you should probably check on what's-her-name to see if she's settled yet."

"First of all, her name's Amber. Second of all, don't dodge my question!"

Vert sighed. "Oh alright."

He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Er…the villagers may or may not have a betting pool as to whether or not you'll finally settle down with someone."

Is there something wrong with me?

Seriously, I'd like to know just what it is that's making everyone interested in my love life.

Do I have problems? Have I been exuding this type of aura that makes people curious about my love life? Is this Violet's doing? Has all her meddling finally rubbed off on the villagers?

Once again…goddamn it.

I groan. "Fuck my life."

Vert pat my shoulder. "It's not all bad. I'm betting that you'll just settle down and that's it. You should see what everyone else is betting on."

I glare at him. "You're a part of this, too?"

"Yep. Anyway, me and a few others are taking the safe route that you'll end up with a woman and that's it. But others are being specific and actually betting who you'll settle down with.

…What?

"Apparently, a lot of people like the idea of you and that ice cream girl together. The same number goes for that Schnee, their reasoning being 'aim high'."

…This can't be real.

"Only a few are betting on that Coco girl, and even fewer are betting on Violet's sister. I can only imagine how the betting would change when they learn of this new girl."

"…Don't you mean if they learn of her?"

Vert pulled out a picture of Amber.

"When did you-?"

He ignored me in favor of wrapping the picture around an arrow, pulling it back on his bow, and launching it towards the village….

A shout was heard.

"NEW GIRL!"

There was a bunch of shouting, some of which sounded oddly like people changing their bets or something.

I stare at Vert. "Again…what the fuck?"

"I'm very sensitive about my age."

"BULLSHIT!"

"Also, you're very trollable."

I faceplant my head on the wooden pen.

Again, goddamn it.


(Amber POV)

Well, this is certainly a fine mess I've gotten myself into.

Just another perk of being the Fall Maiden.

It's not like I even wanted this power! Apparently, the way it works is that the power transfers to the person who was the last thought of the previous Maiden upon death.

Unless the Maiden's last thought was that of a man or old woman, in which case, the power chooses at random.

And guess what that random choice was?

I sigh. Maybe I should consider just living out the rest of my life in the Kingdom and never wander out. Then I could avoid bullshit like this.

While I was laying here, I thought about why this happened. Obviously they wanted my power, but it looked like they were trying to kill me. Or at the very least, incapacitate me.

They probably wanted to make sure one of the two women was the last person I thought of before killing me.

It made sense. I mean, my last thought would've been of the one who landed the killing blow, where she to do it up close.

Thankfully, it didn't happen…all thanks to Colt.

Huh.

I still don't know how he knew of the attack, and when I told Qrow about it, he pretty much labeled Colt as a potential threat.

I wasn't sure I believed that, to be honest. After all, could a father to such a sweet little girl really be a bad person?

Speaking of sweet little girl, the Bunny Faunus, whose name I learned was Violet, was currently staring at me with a beaming smile.

"…Is there something I can help you with?"

"My Daddy's a nice man."

I'm sure he is.

"He doesn't show it much, but he's pretty lonely."

…Huh.

"He keeps saying I'm the only lady he needs in his life, but I'm his daughter. From what I've seen in the village, everyone deserves a special someone."

…Was she trying to convince me to hook up with her father?

I sit up a bit. "Shouldn't you be with your father right now?"

Violet frowned. "No…he and that mean Huntsman that came with you went to the bar."

Congratulations Qrow. You're on this adorable little girl's shit list.

"How dare he say a mean thing about Winter?!"

I'm kinda curious how a guy like Colt met Winter Schnee of all people.

Suddenly, the memory of him getting the better of me with that bullcrap of a Claw surfaced into my mind.

Well, Colt does give off this aura that makes people want to screw with him.

I grin. "Well…why don't you tell me about your father then?"

I lean in and place my cheek against my hand. "And don't leave out any details, even if they're embarrassing."

Violet gave a wide smile. "Okay!"

The Bunny Faunus prattled on about Colt, starting from when they first met, not realizing she was supplying me with plenty of ammo to throw at the man.

What can I say? The man's fun to screw with.


A/N: …Am I just gonna be screwed with by everyone throughout this entire fic?

The answer is…yes.

Crap.

Anyway, multiple POVs in this chapter. Despite writing in first person, I hope I got Salem, Violet, and Amber down. Maybe not in character, but in what was said made sense. As in, that's what they could say, and that it flowed well within the story.

I was gonna include the little chat me and Qrow were to have, as well as another POV that will remain secret, but I'll save that for the next chapter. Whether or not it's a short or long chapter is up for debate. May have to add other stuff or something.

I thank those that reviewed. It really makes my day to read reviews on this story from you guys and gals.

Now then…let's see what Roman and Violet are up to, shall we?


Omake: Criminal Mastermind…of Cuteness? Part 2

Roman was currently parked across the street from a bank.

The idea had been simple: Roman would demonstrate how to properly rob a bank.

He had expected for the little brat to protest against this.

Instead…she volunteered to rob the bank herself.

Roman let out full blown laughter, much to the ire of Violet. When he had finally finished laughing, he found that Violet had left the car and entered the bank.

Well, it would be amusing to see her thrown out and shamed by an adult, so at least he would get something out of it

Roman kept his eyes trained on the bank door, waiting for when Violet returned a failure….

And return she did…though not as a failure.

She was currently struggling to drag out three large suitcases of money. A security guard from inside rushed out and helped her carry the suitcases.

Roman stared dumbly as Violet and the security guard reached the car. The guard opened the door and threw the suitcases in the back.

Violet smiled. "Thank you for your help."

The guard smiled. "Anything for someone as adorable as you."

The guard looked at Roman…and gawked.

"Wow, Roman Torchwick?! No wonder you robbed us so easily."

Violet got in the car and pouted with crossed arms. "Nope. Mr. Meany here didn't help me because he thought my plan was dumb and wouldn't work!"

The guard gasped and glared at Roman. "How dare you say such a mean thing to this adorable little girl?! I should call the cops on you!"

Roman blinked…then pulled out his cane and thumped the man in the forehead, knocking him unconscious.

Violet gasped. "Uncle Torchwick! He was such a nice man!"

"Don't care. We're leaving now."

Roman closed the door and hightailed it out of there. He kept driving until he found a safe alleyway to hide in for a bit.

He turned off the engine and stared at Violet.

"Okay kid…what the fuck?"

"Swear!" Violet pulled out a comically large jar from…somewhere. "Put a Lien in the swear jar."

"Later. Right now…how did you rob a bank by yourself?!"

Violet put her hand to her cheek in thought.

"Well~…."


(Five minutes earlier)

Violet approached the teller kiosk.

"Excuse me, can I talk to your manager?"

The teller stared at Violet…then decided to let his boss handle it rather than question why a six-year-old was asking for the manager in the first place.

A few seconds later, the manager showed up.

"Well hello little girl! Are you lost?"

Violet smiled. "Nope…I'm here to rob you!"

"…Huh?"

She pointed at him and put on her best "scary" look. "Give me all your money!"

"Well, isn't that just adorable?" the manager cooed. "You're pretending to be a bank robber, aren't you?"

Violet pouted. "I-I'm not pretending!"

She couldn't go back to Roman and endure the onslaught of him being right!

But what could she do?

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath….

Then gave the manager her puppy dog eyes.

"Please give me all your money."

The manager chuckled. "Good eyes, but I have a daughter who uses the same look on me to get extra dessert, so it won't work on me."

Violet kept it up.

"Stop it."

She didn't let up.

"S-Seriously, this is g-getting old real f-fast."

She gave it her all.

"A-Alright!" The manager cracked. "Y-You win."

The manager quickly left for the bank's vault…then returned with three large suitcases of Lien.

"H-Here you go." He shook his fist at her. "Damn your adorableness!"

"Swear!" She pulled out a comically large jar from…somewhere. "Put a Lien in the swear jar!"

The manager slumped. "C-Curses."

Violet paused. "…Actually, give me your whole wallet."

"Argh!" The man cursed as he placed his whole wallet in the swear jar. "Does your cruel nature know no bounds!"

Violet beamed. "Nope!"

She began to try to drag the three large suitcases, exuding cute grunts when the suitcases proved to be too heavy.

She gave the manager the puppy dog look again….

The man sighed and called out to the security guard.

"Hey Larry! Help the adorable little girl out!"

"You got it, boss!"


(Present)

"And that's about it," Violet concluded.

Roman blinked owlishly at the Bunny Faunus.

Okay, either that bank was full of spineless idiots, or this girl's cuteness could actually be utilized for crime….

As much as rationality told him that it was the former, he decided to believe the later.

Roman pat Violet's head. "Kid…you and me are going places."

Violet giggled.


A/N: Um…I think I created a monster in the guise of an adorable child...

Well, I dun goofed.

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