Curtain rose. Stage lights revealed Weiss before a microphone.
"Mirror, tell me something,
Tell me who's the loneliest of all?" filtered from her mouth.
"Mirror, tell me something,
Tell me who's the loneliest of all?
Fear of what's inside of me;
Tell me can a heart be turned to stone?" there was Whitney clapping and her father. Could he at least show some pride.
"Mirror, mirror, what's behind you?
Save me from the things I see!
I can keep it from the world,
Why won't you let me hide from me?"
A large suit of armor rose up preparing to attack her.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me something,
Who's the loneliest of all?"
Pulling out Myrtenaster, Weiss danced around the armor's slow attacks landing several quick strikes which did little damage. Getting knocked down, she felt warm blood running down the left side of her face. Creating glyphs allowed her to jump around in midair and move quickly.
Myrtenaster and the armor about to collide, shriiiiiiil.
"Aaaaaa," falling out of bed.
Shriiiiiiil, "Wake up!"
Shriiiiiiil went Ruby's whistle.
"Ruby Rose!"
"Yes, Weiss Schnee! It's time to wake up! Get to our first official order of business as Team RWBY!"
"Like making you swallow that whistle," remarked Weiss.
"No, silly. Tell her Team RWBY!"
"Redecorate," replied Ying, "Why, I don't know."
"We still need to unpacked and clean," said Blake.
There went that whistle again.
"Alright, Weiss, Blake, Ying, and their fearless leader Ruby have begun their mission. Ain't that right team?"
"Yes, team leader!" said Blake and Ying.
"And our teammate Weiss decided to sleep while our room needs to rearranged. Organized. Fit our needs to be the best team in Beacon. Bonsai!"
"Bonsai!" went Blake and Ying.
"I'm surrounded by idiots," thought Weiss.
Ying stared at an empty space on the wall. Hanging a replica of The Forever Fall Forest by Mony Reak, Weiss made sure it was straight with her use of a level. Blake brought up her books making sure no one read her copy of Ninjas in Love. Putting up the drapes, Ruby trimmed it with her scythe. It seemed she trimmed too much. Studying their handing work, thye came to one conclusion.
"This isn't going to work," said Weiss.
"It is a bit cramp," remarked Blake.
"Maybe you girls should get rid of your stuff," remarked Ying.
"Or we can get rid of the beds," said Ruby, "and replace them with bunk beds."
"That sounds dangerous," replied Weiss.
"Cool," said Ying.
"Sounds efficient," remarked Blake.
"Should do a team vote?" asked Weiss.
"We just did," answered Ruby moving towards their beds.
The bottom bunk was Ying's while Blake's top bunk was placed on a stack of books. Suspended by rope over Weiss's bed was Ruby's.
Studying their work, "Objective completed," said Ruby, "Now breakfast. Then air bus into Vale."
6:00 am - Breakfast – Cafeteria
"It's not even a class day," said Weiss sipping her coffee with her pinkie out.
"Ruby wanted to get early to catch the flight into Vale," said Blake looking at her scroll.
"What are you looking at?"
"Just keeping updated on Adam Taurus's trial."
"I don't care what side judges him as long he gets atomized."
Blake stared at her.
"You heard me. Adam Taurus doesn't deserve a chance of surviving."
"Can I ask why?"
"He's a murder and doesn't matter he's a Faunus. He and the Red Claw terrorize my family. White Fang needs to stay out this and let justice be served."
"It isn't justice if it's one sided."
"Can you believe her?" noticing Ruby slowly sipping on her carton of milk, "What has your attention?"
"Him," replied Ruby.
They watched Jaune walking towards Team YLLW's table.
"Isn't that your sister?" asked Blake.
"It is."
Jaune run his fingers through Yang's hair. One punch from her sent Jaune bouncing out the exit door.
"I wonder how long before he realize Yang doesn't like her hair being messed with."
7:00 am – Courtyard
Standing behind a sound system, "First year students, I'm Yang Xiao Long and this is rock and roll Beacon!"
"Well, the kids are all hopped up and ready to go
They're ready to go now
They got their surfboards and they're going to the discotheque a-go-go
But she just couldn't stay, she had to break away
Well, Mantel really has it all oh yeah, oh yeah."
Noticing his mug rattling on the top of his desk, "Seems Miss Xiao Long started early this time," said Ozpin.
"Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now."
Walking past dancing students, Glynda ducked her head as discs flew pasted her head.
"Well the kids are all hopped up and ready to go
They're ready to go now
They got their surfboards and they're going to the discotheque a- go-go
But she just couldn't stay, she had to break away
Well, Mantel really has it all, oh yeah, oh yeah."
Noticing the source of adolescence display of abandonment, Glynda walked towards Yang.
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
With a twist of Disciplinarian, Glynda caused Yang to fall hitting the sound system with her chin then hung her upside down.
"Hi, Miss Goodwitch," said Yang with a smile, "You're upside."
"Miss Xiao Long, you decided to dispute the academy early this year."
"They needed a proper greeting."
"In my office, Miss Xiao Long."
Turning, Glynda twisted her wrist causing Yang to drop onto her head. Rubbing her head, Yang danced her way towards Glynda's office.
7:30 am Hallway of the Students' Dorm.
"I don't understand it. I'm team leader of Team JNPR. My complexion has cleared up. Why won't girls like Weis or Yang go for me?"
Noticing the bulletin broad, he saw Bilko INC. Fake IDS. Test scores without studying. Boy's restroom B-52.
"What do I have to lose besides my lien?"
Walking into the smoke filled room, he noticed hunters smoking lotus. Walking pass the line of hunters, Jaune reached a green haired woman sitting behind a desk reading Return of a Ninja's Love.
"Hi, I need to see Mr. Bilko," said Jaune.
"Do you have an appointment?" asked Debbie Tiffany.
"No."
"Take a number. Back of the line."
"It's an emergency."
"Animal, vegetable, or mineral?"
"Sexual?"
"Whoo!" came from the line of hunters.
Pushing a red button causing two red lights flash and a wailing siren to go off, "He'll see you immediately," motioning to the stall door between the two flashing red lights.
Entering, Jaune saw a rodent faunus with his hand out.
"Ah, my man, it's good to see you," shaking Jaune's hand, "How are you doing? Seat down."
"Good," sitting down.
"How can I help the team leader of Team JNPR?"
"I want someone with huge breasts or bank account. Maybe both."
"Sweet stirring of passionate youth with early retirement on the tip of their manroot."
"I want to get laid before thirty or be able to pay for it before sixty."
"Are you a virgin?"
"Technically?"
"You came to the right place," standing up, "Bilko INC, stands for quality. I can get you a date with the most primo lady in this school," pulling a cord revealing Pyrrha's picture behind tan drapes, "Pyrrha Nikos."
French horns blared.
"Johnny," said Bilko, "why don't you tell Jaune how happy he'll be with Pyrrha?"
"Right," came over PA, "Mr. Bilko. Pyrrha Nikos, age eighteen, attends Beacon Academy. The pride of Mistral. The winner of the Mistral Regional Tournament four years in a row. It's record plus Pumpkin Pete's Marshmallow Flakes."
Looking under the desk, Jaune couldn't find Johnny.
"Included in your night to remember matching set of Cock Mouth luggage."
Set of luggage appeared.
"That's Cock Mouth luggage, the first name in travel for over thirty years. And now back to you, Mr. B."
Jaune clapped with the invisible crowd.
"Thank you, Johnny," replied Bilko sitting down, "There she is, Jaune, waiting to be plucked."
"I had different options."
"Like?"
"Weiss Schnee."
"Poor little rich girl."
"Yang Xiao Long."
"Fiery blonde likes to fist."
"Likes to be fisted."
"Likes to fist," shifting through paper, "According to the data, Pyrrha is perfect. Let me see," tapping his fingers together, "Are you set with a large amounts of lien?"
Showing his wallet, "Yes."
"No guarantees or refunds."
"Understand," holding his hand out which stayed there as Bilko gathered the paperwork.
Readjusting the 'Newly Reopened' banner, the owner of From Dust until Dawn climbed down only to slip off the ladder.
His sore butt didn't prevent him from hearing, "Here let me help you up."
His eyes rested on the mint green haired, red eyed, dark toned young lady.
"Excuse me," helping him to his feet, "Can you help me find this shop?" showing him a piece of paper, "I'm not from around here."
Getting the information, she thanked the old man. Walking past an alleyway, her ears caught, "You know your scroll has GPS," brought her attention onto silver haired, gray eyed young man.
"Mercury," walking towards him, "I will pay you to shut up," dangling the lien wallet in front of his face.
"That's not yours and really return it."
"One, why should I return it?"
"Simple, first day here. Don't want to get caught because of your sticky fingers."
"Thought you like my sticky fingers."
"You won't use them on me."
Pulling a yellow lien from the wallet, "It could be yours for five minutes of silence," dangling in front of him.
"No deal since you didn't throw in you being topless."
Throwing the yellow lien onto the ground, she walked away.
"She wants me," he said walking after her.