A/N: Welcome to another installment of My Turn!
Damn…I got this chapter done quick! I guess it's because I was a bit more motivated, especially with what I have planned. And your reviews really made my day, inspiring me to write another chapter right quick….
Also, it was still the weekend, and I had nothing to do, so…yeah.
Right, with that out of the way…it's about time me and Qrow had that little "chat" he wanted with me.
On with the chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY.
I was tense the entire time as me and Qrow walked towards the bar.
I'm pretty sure no one would blame me for feeling nervous at the moment. I mean, that little "chat" we're supposed to have is going to be a bit…heavy.
I still don't know what I plan to say, really. I could take a risk and tell the honest-to-God truth about me, which would more than likely put me in an insane asylum. I could lie, but Qrow seemed like the type of person who could tell that a person was lying. Not to mention I didn't prepare a lie beforehand….
Okay, maybe I had actually considered telling the truth. It would be easier, really.
Of course, I don't expect him to believe the truth, but what could I do?
I'll just have to come up with something on the fly, otherwise I'm screwed.
I approached Beef's Bar and swung the doors open. The bar was bustling with activity as usual, gambling and drinking and drunkenly hitting on the opposite sex. Hell, it looked like there were two girls making out in the corner, with some people paying money to others for it.
Must've been a dare then.
I stared for longer than necessary before snapping out of it.
"Right, well Qrow, if you'll follow-."
I stopped when I saw that he too was staring at the make-out session occurring in the corner.
"Qrow?"
"…"
"Qrow."
"…"
"QROW!"
"Er, what?" Qrow snapped out of it. "I mean, uh…buy me drinks."
Goddamn it.
With a sigh, I led Qrow to an unoccupied table at the far end of the bar. Some of the patrons sent glares towards Qrow, while others gave me questioning looks. I gave them a reassuring nod, and they took my word for it. Everyone else just minded their own business.
We sat across from one another. I noticed some villagers were still looking our way, some having their hands rest on weapons of all kinds. I waved them off, silently telling them I was fine.
They were reassured…for now.
A barmaid appeared with a beaming smile. "Hello you two…and hello~ Colt."
I give a kind smile. "I'll have the usual. Give Qrow here the strongest drink."
She wrote it down and beamed. "Okay, then! Be right back."
She left towards where Beef stood, a sway in her hips that I had to be blind to not notice….
Seriously, why don't I have a girlfriend at this point?
Maybe Violet's right. Maybe I am lonely.
Qrow stared blankly at me. "…So, lady killer-."
"I'm not a lady killer."
"Yeah, sure. Anyway, it's about time we talked."
I sigh. Well, here we go.
I lean back and wrap my hands together. "About?"
Qrow crossed his arms. "Well, for starters…what were you doing in that clearing?"
"I would've thought Amber had told you why?"
"Yeah, well I wanna hear it from you."
He probably wants to see if I intend to lie or not.
Well, if he wants to play that game….
I sigh. "Well, I was there to help Amber. I knew the attack was gonna take place there in that clearing and that Amber was the target. I didn't know which day it was, so I've been out there an hour each day for the past few weeks."
Qrow nodded. Guess he was satisfied with what I said.
"Okay, next question…how did you know of the attack?"
And there's the million dollar question. The one I couldn't properly answer without being called insane.
"…Pass."
Qrow looked confused. "What?"
"Pass. Next question."
He gawked. "You can't pass on a question!"
"Well, I just did. Next question please."
Qrow looked visibly irate. I don't blame him, seeing as I was technically being a smartass right now. But it was all I could think to do other than tell the truth.
I'll leave that as a last resort.
I sigh. "Look…can we leave that question for last?"
"Want time to come up with a convincing lie, huh?"
"I refuse to answer that on the grounds that I don't want to."
It's official. That statement would be my go-to answer for when I found myself in a sticky situation…or any kind of situation, really.
Thank you, Suits! Still regret never being able to finish that show. I liked it, and it made lawyers look good.
"Next question, please."
Qrow glared at me, but I kept my face as straight as possible….
Which was actually kinda easy, despite the tense atmosphere.
You know what being anti-social for 10 years does to a person? It helps them build an expressionless mask. I can make it so that no emotion is visible on my face.
A blank stare…that keeps on staring.
Guess being anti-social all those years is actually helping me for a change…other than not being bothered, of course.
And so I kept my blank stare, no emotion visible whatsoever….
Qrow scowled. "Tch, fine. We'll come back to it later."
Oh thank god.
"Alright…how do you know of the Maiden's existence?"
…Well, maybe I could try to play this off?
Maybe I could…no. I couldn't say that. I'll be suspicious enough as it is!
And yet….
"I've been told a lot of legends as stories when I was a kid, one of which was the Four Maidens. Obviously, I only believed them because I was a kid, no matter how much my parents kept saying it was just fairy tales."
My heart hurts a bit when I say "parents". I still miss them. I'll never stop missing them.
"As I got older, of course, I outgrew those legends and fairy tales, just like everyone else. One of those legends, however, made me reconsider what I did and didn't believe."
Qrow raised an eyebrow. "And what legend is that?"
"…The Silver-Eyes Warriors."
Qrow visibly tensed.
Yep, I knew that was gonna happen.
Oh well, can't turn back now.
"I had been told about these warriors with silver eyes who could strike fear into the Grimm with a single look, how they were the best of the best. Of course, I didn't believe it like I didn't the other legends…."
And this is where I possibly dig my own grave.
"That is…until I met her."
Qrow's eyes narrowed.
"There was this woman I met when I still lived within the Kingdom when I was a teenager. The only thing noticeable about her was her white hood."
His knuckles ran white.
"I didn't think much of her…until she bumped into me and knocked me to the ground. I could tell then and there she was a clutz."
Qrow's mouth nearly curved into a smirk…nearly. Guess Summer Rose was a clutz after all.
No wonder Ruby's the way she is. Like mother, like daughter.
"She apologized and I accepted…but I noticed she had silver eyes."
I leaned back as I continued my lie. "She left, and I got curious. I looked up info on the silver eyed warriors, then decided to look up how many people had silver eyes…imagine my surprise when I found out silver eyes are an extremely rare trait. Less than a percent of a percent of the population of Remnant has these eyes. Maybe even less than that."
We only knew that Summer and Ruby had silver eyes, but for all we know, Rooster Teeth plans to reveal other characters who have silver eyes.
It's a possibility…then again, they wouldn't have to rely on Ruby if that was the case.
Still, who knows? Maybe I'll meet a person with silver eyes who isn't Ruby.
Anything can happen, after all. Especially since this is the real Remnant and not the show.
"I decided to follow her once, just to see if she happened to fight any Grimm or people…I got lucky. She was fighting a pack of Grimm once that proved to be too much, and she did this thing where some white light shined out from her eyes. The Grimm were frozen, allowing her to finish them off easily."
I look Qrow straight in the eye. "It was then I knew that there was more to all those legends than I previously thought."
Qrow gave me a blank stare. "…All that tells me is that you believe in legends."
Considering how he hasn't called me out on meeting Summer, I'm going to assume something like what I said actually happenend….
Why couldn't I have this kind of luck when I played the lottery back in my old life?
To be fair, I can't really just assume that Summer was never away from her friends all her life. Everyone needs some time to themselves, no matter who they are or what personality they have.
And if Summer was anything like Ruby, then maybe she had some time to herself due to her shy nature.
"I asked how you knew the Maidens were real."
"What I said answers that question. That one confirmation got me to thinking that the other legends must be true in some shape or form. Legends have to originate from somewhere after all. Some I was admittedly still skeptical of, but others…they could happen."
"Like the Four Maidens," I continue. "The way I see it, if they command nature's wrath, it would be similar to using Dust, which has also been referred to as nature's wrath. So really, those four women could've been using Dust before it was discovered and kept it to themselves so they could have their legend grow into the story it is today."
I chuckle. "But after seeing Amber…maybe there is such a thing as magic, after all."
Qrow had remained silent as I had given him my explanation. He seemed to be pondering on what I said, trying to discern if it was the truth or not….
"How'd you know she was the Fall Maiden?"
"…" I scratch my cheek with a sheepish look. "Actually, that was more of a guess."
Qrow deadpanned. "A guess?"
"Her name's Amber Autumn. That doesn't exactly scream Winter, Spring or Summer Maiden."
"…Fair point."
Thank god I got Amber's name before accidently letting out I knew she was the Fall Maiden.
"Still…."
Qrow leveled a glare on me. "Did you really think I'd buy that bullshit you just spewed out?"
…What?
"Here's your drinks!"
The barmaid returned with our drinks with a smile, but it quickly went away when she stopped at our table. No doubt she could feel the tension around me and Qrow.
She placed our respective drinks in front of us. "I-I'll be around if you need anything."
And she quickly scampered out of there.
Qrow paid no attention to his drink, which meant he was serious right now.
"You expect me to believe that you just thought all or most of those legends were true?"
I saw the barmaid whisper to Beef and point in our direction. He gave me a look of concern before whispering to other patrons.
I'd have signaled him to stop…but I was kinda scared right now, despite hiding it behind my expressionless mask, which was starting to become difficult to uphold.
Maybe knowing that I'd have people backing me up would calm me down.
"For the record, that silver eyed girl was the starting poi-."
"That doesn't prove shit."
I frowned. "If you think I'm lying about meeting her, then let me point out that your knuckles ran white when I mentioned her white hood…you knew her, didn't you?"
He didn't respond.
"Therefore, she existed. I met her by chance, and that's all there is to it."
Plus, he still didn't accuse me of not meeting Summer. Which means she had been alone at times. And who says people have to explain what they did when they were alone? Not to mention she apparently was a clutz in bumping into people if Qrow's near-smirk was anything to go by.
If that was the case, he couldn't disprove my lie.
"…Having an expressionless mask isn't all it's cracked up to be."
…Huh?
Qrow crossed his arms. "You think just because you don't show emotion when you speak means you're telling the truth?"
He scoffs. "Please. All that tells me is that you're hiding something."
…Never mind. The only good thing being anti-social for ten years did was give me my Semblance, and nothing more!
"And to think I almost believed that you met a girl in a white hood."
"I'd like to think that I did meet Summer, thank you very much. Her white hood indicates much."
…
…
Qrow scowled. "Gotcha."
What?
"I never mentioned her name was Summer."
…Oh…ooooooooohhhhhh….
I fucked up.
Abort mission! Abort! ABORT!
I quickly stood up. "Well, it was nice talking to you, but I think it's time we head back. Don't want to be away from my daughter for too long, now."
Qrow stood up as well…only he was in my way.
"Yeah, no. We're not done talking."
"I think we are."
"We're done when I say we're done."
"…I take the fifth."
"This isn't a criminal trial…then again, maybe it is."
This isn't going how I hoped it would…then again, that was a false hope at best.
"You knew the Maidens existed, and you knew that attack was gonna happen. Not to mention you know about her."
"…Amber?"
Qrow narrowed his eyes. "Salem."
…
…
Well shit, I fucked up before I even started this. He heard me say that!
"That's the reason I didn't jump in earlier to help. I was too shocked to move."
…Still doesn't excuse him not jumping in to help.
Qrow had his hand on his weapon. "Now, you're going to tell me how you know about the Maidens, the attack on Amber, and Salem. While we're at it, you're going to tell me how you know Summer. And you're going to tell me now."
…Seriously, I could just say the truth. What harm could it do?
You know, other than have me committed to an asylum.
Instead…I decide to give one last ditch effort.
"There's a legend about a man with a vague past who aids the Maidens when those who seek their power make to strike-."
"No there isn't."
Yeah, I knew that was too much of a stretch. Why I thought that would work is beyond me. It's as though someone suggested it to me more than once.
"Try again. And this time, don't screw with me."
…Well, guess I'll do the opposite and screw with him.
To do this, I made sure my voice sounded as close to Android 19 (the clown) from DBZ Abridged. Specifically, when he said the following line:
"…I CAN SEE INTO THE FUTURE!"
Nailed it.
Qrow thrusts his arm forward and holds me against the wall, his arm to my neck.
"Agh!"
Qrow growled. "I'm not playing games here, kid."
"N-Not a-a k-kid, o-old m-man."
I'd have grabbed one of my revolver-scythes or my hidden knife Dundee, but I was currently trying to lessen the pressure on my neck.
He pressed his arm deeper, making me gag.
"Now, are you going to talk? Or am I gonna have to get serious?"
This is him not being serious?!
CLICK.
CLICK-CLICK.
SHATTER!
These sounds echoed around the bar. Me and Qrow turned our eyes to behind him, where the bar patrons has suddenly drawn guns, the hammers pulled back. Some had broken bottles so they could have that sharp edge.
At the counter, Beef had a comically large club even bigger than him on his back, wielding it with his right hand.
Hell, even the barmaid had a double-barreled shotgun out and ready.
What surprised me most was who headed the group.
Vert, an arrow drawn and ready to be unleashed.
Qrow frowned. "Verty, this doesn't involve you or everyone here."
"When you mess with my apprentice and a close friend of everyone here, then it does."
It really warmed my heart to know everyone here had my back, especially Vert. Maybe I shouldn't have been so hard about everyone prying into my love life.
"Besides, we have a betting pool going on that centers on whether or not Colt settles down with someone."
ALL OF MY HATE!
Qrow scowled. "This guy is suspicious as hell, Verty. He knows things he shouldn't and-."
"I know."
Qrow's eye twitched. "…Great. More people knowing. How wonderful."
Vert shrugged. "To be fair, I only know that he knows things he shouldn't. Colt never specified what it was he knew."
Qrow turned to me with narrowed eyes.
I'd have answered him…but my face was turning blue at the moment.
"Oh shit, right."
Qrow lessened the pressure on my neck, allowing me to breathe in fresh air. I coughed for a bit before looking Qrow straight in the eye.
"Look, no one else knows, alright? I kept it to myself because I didn't want to drag anyone else into it. The honest truth is…I only intended to help. I knew the attack was taking place, but not because I was in on it. I know stuff I shouldn't, but that doesn't make me the bad guy."
I shrug sheepishly. "I just wanted to help."
…
…
Qrow released his arm from my neck, and I fell to my knees, gasping and rubbing my neck. Vert lowered his bow and arrow, Beef put away his oversized club, and everyone else settled down. Vert nodded to everyone else, and they went back to their business.
"Geez," I wheeze. "Did you have to be so rough?"
"Well, maybe if you told me what I wanted to know, I wouldn't have had to be."
I stand to my feet. "Well…I can't really divulge that information just yet."
Qrow deadpanned. "You're not exactly winning yourself any trust points, you know that?"
Well, excuse me for not wanted to be committed to an insane asylum!
"Look, Amber is safe, and that's that. Once you and she leave, you'll never see me again. How's that?"
Qrow narrowed his eyes. "And you expect me to believe that?"
"I have a daughter to look after and a farm to tend to. I can't really afford to do anything else."
Qrow studies me for a moment.
…
…
"Alright, I'll leave you alone…for now."
Qrow takes his drink and downs it in one go.
Damn…wish I could do that.
Qrow scoffed as he gazed at the empty glass. "Strongest drink, my ass."
Beef looked ready to kill Qrow then and there.
With a final glare aimed at me, he turned and walked to the exit, ignoring the stares from the other patrons.
Qrow stopped at the exit and turned back to me. "See you back at your house."
He disappeared through the exit.
Right…he's staying there….
It's just a day. It's just a day. It's just a day. It's just a day. It's just a day.
Everyone went about their business as usual. I sank back into my seat and try to down my Valean "Root Beer" in one go….
It didn't bode well.
"ACK!"
Vert sighed and took a seat in front of me. "Well, that went better than expected."
Tell me about it. I was afraid a bar fight might start.
I slump in my seat as Vert gives me a questioning look.
"…Did you mean what you said?"
I give him a raised eyebrow.
"About not getting involved anymore?"
…
…
"Yeah…I meant it."
Yup, I've decided.
They can handle whatever else happens. After today, they'll probably be stricter in how Amber travels. Probably not a good thing for the poor woman, but at least she'll be safe. Not to mention she knows what Cinder and her cronies look like. She can give a description and that'll be that.
I think I risked enough already.
I have a daughter to raise, a farm to tend to, and a village that doesn't deserve to get caught up in all this.
Once tonight and tomorrow comes and goes, and Amber is safe in Vale…this isn't my problem anymore.
(Fenrir POV)
This…this was an outrage!
After two years of rotting in an Atlesian prison, I had finally managed to escape that damn place and sneak my way across Kingdoms towards Vale. There, I had made sure to remain anonymous until I learned of any new bases inside or outside Vale.
It wasn't until a week later that I learned that Adam Taurus himself was outside Vale, stationed near a railroad where a train robbery was to be committed. No doubt he would have that stupid cat Blake Belladonna with him.
Damn feline.
As I ventured through Forever Falls, my mind wandered to the very man who had me put in prison in the first place.
Colt Remington.
I grit my teeth.
That man…he will pay for what he's done to me! That prison was hell itself! All the guards were bigots! Treating me and any other Faunus like trash! They even had us doing the kind of manual labor that would be considered illegal!
That prison cemented my thoughts on humanity.
They will all burn in hell, and the White Fang will send them there.
My ears picked up the sound of battle that ended abruptly as it had started.
It came from the direction that I was heading.
I quickened my pace towards where I learned the base of operations was. When I made it to the small encampment…I gawked.
All the White Fang soldiers had been defeated, save for Adam and Lieutenant Banesaw. The ones responsible for this seemed to be the three humans standing within the carnage.
One was a woman in a red dress who, if I were into humans, I wouldn't mind having a good shag with. Another was a dark-skinned girl with green hair and a revealing outfit. The third was a boy with gray hair and the smell of blood on his hands, as though he's killed before.
The woman in red appeared to be speaking to Adam.
"Our plan will be beneficial for both of us."
She raised her hand…but nothing's happening.
Was this human insane? What, did she think she was conjuring some fire or something?
And yet…Adam looked like he was seeing something.
Was something going on that I wasn't aware of?
"Or one of us."
The other two opened two suitcases: one that contained Dust, and another that contained several stacks of Lien.
Were…were they trying to form an alliance or something?
HAH! That's a riot! No way will Adam go for that.
"So, which will it be?"
Um, how about noooooooooo?
Adam seemed to ponder this for a few moments…and then nodded!
WHAT?!
"Very well," he said. "But know that this does not mean I trust you. Should you prove to be all talk, I will not hesitate to cut you down…and perhaps make sure your body fades away."
The woman smirked. "Of course."
…
…
Okay, no!
I rushed out towards Adam. "Boss!"
The five turn around, hands on their weapons, causing me to slow to a stop.
"Whoa, whoa! Adam, Banesaw, it's me!"
Adam didn't seem to recognize me…but Banesaw did.
"Fenrir?"
Adam turned to Banesaw in question. "Fenrir? Fenrir Azul? The Blue Wolf?"
Banesaw nodded. "Indeed, though last I heard, he was in prison."
I grin. "That prison was not enough to hold me for long."
Banesaw hummed. "I don't know. Two years seems like quite a long time to me."
…Goddamn it, Banesaw always screws with me!
I clear my throat. "Yes, well, I'm no longer in prison. And I happened to stumble upon all this."
I face Adam. "I beseech you, Adam."
I glare and point at the humans. "Do not align yourself with these humans! Nothing good will come of it! For all we know, they could have a hidden agenda that will screw us over!"
Adam paused in thought…then turned to the humans…then back to me.
"Rest assured, I have listened to this human's case and have thought it over. There are many things that we must do that we do not like to ensure we succeed, and allying with these three and whoever they have as an associate within the Kingdom is one of them."
I growl. "But Adam-."
"That will be all, Fenrir."
I kept my mouth shut. I knew when to keep quiet when Adam had that tone in his voice.
He and Banesaw entered the main tent, the three humans following along and throwing glares at me, which I gladly returned.
"If you would join us, Fenrir," Adam ordered.
I grit my teeth but do as I'm told. I wasn't high enough in the rankings to have much say, but at least I was allowed to attend certain meetings.
I stepped inside the tent and stood beside Banesaw as Adam and the woman in the red dress conversed.
"Now, what is it that you plan on doing?"
"All in good time, Adam," the woman replied. "First things first…a certain matter has come to my attention that needs to be addressed."
She gestured towards the map on the wall behind them. "There is a high-valued target in a village not too far away from here. She needs to be eliminated, along with a troublesome meddler."
Her finger landed on a certain spot next to a forest. I took a closer look at the map….
Wait.
That village…it was where he lived.
The man who caused me to be imprisoned.
"I need these two eliminated. Their names are Amber Autumn and Colt Remington."
And like that, mental glass was broken.
I stepped up. "Did you say Colt? Colt Remington?"
The woman narrowed her eyes. "You know him?"
I let out a humorless laugh. "Know him? He's the reason I was imprisoned to begin with!"
Banesaw hummed. "Yes, now that I remember it, you and a squad were assigned to kill Winter Schnee. An assignment you failed, I might add."
…Banesaw, when I achieve a higher ranking than you, I'm ordering you to clean the latrines!
I grit my teeth. "It's in the past."
I stand straight. "I ask that I be the one to kill Colt Remington. He and I…have a score to settle."
Adam pursed his lips. "…I take it you don't have a problem with this, Cinder?"
So that's the woman's name.
Cinder rubbed her chin…then shrugged. "Very well. You may keep the meddler busy while I and my cohorts deal with the woman."
She turned to Adam. "I will need your forces to deal with the villagers, who will no doubt come to the aid of these two."
Adam scoffed. "A bunch of villagers? Nothing a few grunts can't handle."
"There's also a Huntsman with them. Qrow Branwen."
Adam paused. "…This 'Qrow' will be left to me."
I spoke up quickly. "There's also another Huntsman that resides in the village. He's retired, however, but my squad indicated that he was no slouch."
Now Banesaw scoffed. "I highly doubt that. I can handle an old man."
Cinder hummed. "…Very well."
She turned to Adam. "I suppose you won't have trouble calling for reinforcements? It appears your current ones are…indisposed."
And who's fault was that, again?
Adam shook his head. "There will be no problem. I can have them here by morning."
Cinder smirked. "Excellent…because tomorrow we strike."
Really, now? Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but-.
"Why so soon?" I asked aloud.
"Amber will be leaving for the Kingdom tomorrow, so we cannot wait."
I see…well, that satisfies me for now.
I don't know what they want with this woman, but I don't care.
All I care about is killing Colt. And then I'll get that little brat of his for socking me in the family jewels!
Tomorrow was going to be a good day.
A/N: …What was that I said about this not being my problem anymore?
But yeah, as you can see, SHIT IS ABOUT TO GO DOWN!
But not yet, unfortunately. There's still one more chapter to fill in the gap up till that point.
And don't think Qrow's done with me yet. There's still one thing he can do. What it is will be revealed in the next chapter.
And I understand how most of you wanted a bar fight to happen. Unfortunately, my writing didn't take me in that direction. Plus, it was never planned.
Still…if you want a bar fight….
Omake: Bar Fight
"Now, are you going to tell me what I wanna know? Or are you gonna keep stalling?"
Well shit, I don't know what to do. He pretty much found my lie out, and another won't work on him.
I need a distraction….
I take Qrow's drink and chuck it at another patron's back. I breaks' and soaks the man's clothes.
The man yelps and glares in our direction.
I immediately point to Qrow.
Qrow gawked. "T-The hell?!"
The angry man stands and stalks towards Qrow. "You got a death wish or somethin'?!"
"Wait, it wasn't me!"
Qrow muttered. "Not this time, anyway."
The angry man threw a punch at Qrow, but the Huntsman grabbed the man and tossed him towards a gambling table, breaking it to pieces.
Those that were gambling got pissed about it and stalked towards Qrow.
The Huntsman glared at me. "I'll get you for this."
Before I could say anything, the five men were upon Qrow and tried to overtake him with numbers. He proved to be more than a match and sent them all flying to separate tables. Some even managed to accidently hit others.
One thing led to another, and….
"BAR FIGHT!"
All hell broke loose…all while music was playing in the background.
Just like in the movies.
Everyone was beating each other up with chairs and bottles and fists. Bodies were sent flying, one of which had crashed through the window to the outside.
I wish I had been outside to see that. I only ever saw that in movies.
Qrow was currently ducking under the punches of three guys trying to get the better of him. He blocked one guy and spun him around, resulting in getting his by one of the other two.
The Huntsman picked him up and threw him at the other two, knocking them down.
Qrow turned to me. "Now for you."
Uh oh.
I acted quickly, taking my drink and splashing its contents right in Qrow's eyes.
"GAH!"
He furiously rubbed his eyes to free them of the stinging sensation that was alcohol, the very thing he cherished.
Oh the irony….
Wait, this is my chance!
I throw a mean right hook at Qrow's jaw, staggering him a bit.
"Hah!"
I throw another one.
"Oh yeah!"
I throw a third.
"And this one's for Winter!"
Another clean hit to the jaw.
"HAH! Come at me, bro! I can do this all da-!"
POW!
"Agh!"
Wow, okay! Stars! Stars everywhere!
I may have overestimated my chances here.
I stumble towards the counter and use it to keep me standing. Qrow rubs his jaw and glares at me.
"I'm going to kick you're a-!"
A body crashing into Qrow stopped whatever he was about to say.
I breathe a sigh of relief…then pale as a large shadow overtakes me.
I slowly turn to find Beef towering over me, a comically oversized club in his hand and mounted over his shoulders.
The entire bar fight stopped, and everyone, Qrow included, turned to Beef in fear.
Beef growled. "You idiots…WRECKED MY BAR!"
With a mighty roar, Beef swung his club at us. I was barely able to duck in time, and Qrow was still on the ground, but seven or ten other people weren't so lucky.
They were sent flying through the window or door.
Beef charged at the masses, passing me and Qrow. We both stared in awe as Beef single-handedly cleared the bar of the drunk patrons with his mighty club….
We then trembled in fear as Beef was suddenly towering over us.
And he was pissed!
"YOU TWO!"
I quickly pointed to Qrow. "He started it!"
"I did not, you son of a bitch!"
"Leave my mother out of this!"
Beef growled. "I don't care who started it, cause now I'm finishing it!"
With another mighty roar, Beef swung his club from the side towards Qrow. He pulled out his weapon to block it. A good idea, really….
If it wasn't for the fact Beef was strong as fuck.
And Qrow was nowhere near the bartender's strength.
The club still hit Qrow despite the block, and seeing as I was right next to Qrow, I was sent flying as well.
We both crashed through the second window that somehow wasn't broken in all the chaos. We rolled on the ground for a bit before coming to a stop in the middle of the dirt road.
There was really only one thing we could do after something like that….
"Aaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggghhh…."
We wheezed in pain like Loki when he got smashed around by the Hulk in The Avengers movie.
"Daddy."
Aw crap.
My daughter came into view, and she wasn't happy.
"You alright, Colt?"
And there's Vert….
And Amber was here, too?
"Aren't you supposed to be resting?" I asked.
"I heard there was a bar fight, and I had to see it, or the aftermath at least, for myself."
Violet gave a cute glare. "What did you do?"
"…Qrow started it."
"I did not!"
Amber rolled his eyes. "Of course he did."
"Amber!"
Vert chuckled. "Just like old times, huh Qrow?"
"Seriously, Colt started it!"
Violet walked towards Qrow and began kicking him in the leg.
"You big meanie!"
Qrow gave up and settled for fuming in place.
I smiled.
Screwing with Qrow was fun.
A/N: …Okay, maybe that was a dick move, but I panicked! Plus, wasn't it a dick move of Qrow to goad Winter into attacking one more time at the end of their fight, knowing full well that Ironwood was behind her?
I rest my case.
Anyway, no I'm not done with the Criminal Mastermind of Cuteness omake series. I just felt that I should have the bar fight happen in some way, if not in the story.
I'd have waited till tomorrow to post this, but I figured that if I had it done and posted today.
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