Boy oh boy, I'm sorry about the gap between this update and the last one. School started and I almost entirely lost my drive to do much of anything. Please bear with me while I get this story out!


Cinder felt the tip of a sword on the middle of her chest, her gaze still set out of the window and towards Beacon tower. There was no noise behind her, and likely for the second time, third if one counted Raven's entrance, Mercury and Emerald didn't have a chance to react to the woman's movements.

"You can't just steal the powers of a maiden. And Ozpin would've told me if he had something like half the fall maiden hidden away in Beacon," Raven said quietly, the rage barely hidden beneath her tone.

"It's true. There is someone hidden in Beacon with my power. Power that Ozpin stole," Cinder said back, not moving a muscle. If Raven wanted, she could have attacked already. That she didn't meant that she was still willing to listen, provided Cinder could actually phrase this in a way that wouldn't enrage the woman more.

"So Ozpin's got some girl walking around Beacon with only some of the powers of the maiden? How does that work?" Raven asked, her sword prodding her and sparking her aura.

"Oh I doubt she's walking around. I may have been scarred and had some of my powers taken, but I don't go down so easily," Cinder growled.

"So she's in a coma then? Great. That makes it so much easier to believe you," Raven spat.

Cinder knew that as well. There wasn't any way to make Raven believe her if the actual truth sounded like a flat out lie. She had to give her more, though she hated that fact. She had wanted to keep as much information to herself as possible so as to have something to continue enticing the swordswoman. Unfortunately, that was her only card to play now.

"Has Ozpin told you about the relics?" Cinder asked suddenly. Raven didn't budge, but that was good as far as Cinder cared. Not moving at all may have meant that Raven still had her sword pressing into her chest but it also meant she wasn't pressing any further.

She'd take what she could get.

"You know which one is housed in Vale, correct?" Cinder continued, taking her chance and running with it before Raven could let her own skepticism get the better of her.

"The relic of choice is hidden somewhere in Vale. Ozpin doesn't even tell his closest allies where it is," Raven ground out.

"He doesn't tell anyone, because it's not here," Cinder told her, hearing the sharp intake of breath through the older woman's nose.

"What!?" Raven's sword went back in its sheath and Cinder was grappled and hauled to her feet. Despite Raven's lithe form, the woman was much stronger than she appeared.

"Ozpin doesn't have the relic of choice. He hasn't for a long time," Cinder repeated, gasping a little as she felt the sheer force on her arms increase even more.

"If Ozpin doesn't have it," Raven dragged the younger woman's face closer to her own, "then who does?"

"I think you can answer that yourself," Cinder bit back. Raven snarled and tossed her back into the seat behind her. She grunted and straightened herself out.

"How and when the hell did Salem get the relic of choice!?" Raven seethed. Omen's blade could just barely be seen peeking from its scabbard.

"When?" she scoffed to the side, "A long, long time before either you or me were even a concept," Cinder smirked, happy she finally had her stage back after it had been so rudely stolen from beneath her.

"Impossible. Ozpin said that the schools were meant to keep the relics hidden away. You mean to tell me he's lying to everyone when he's said this?" Raven was crouched, poised and ready to strike.

"Oh? So baffled at the thought of dear old Ozpin lying at all? Or just to you?" Cinder smirked as Raven barred her teeth.

The two were silent, Raven waiting to see if cinder would give her any more free information, or more preferably for the mother, a reason to kill her.

Cinder waited much the same, to see if Raven would at all settle down and ask for more, or stand there and play the waiting game all night.

Raven was the one to break first. This wasn't something she could just let go because of her pride.

"How did Salem get the relic and why isn't Ozpin telling anyone about it?" she asked with the most amount of self control she could manage at the moment.

"Ah, ah, ah," Cinder waved her finger, "I can't tell you everything at once, now can I?"

"You want something then."

"Perceptive, aren't we?" Mercury intoned from his chair. Cinder turned an unamused eye to him and he coughed and walked out of the room.

"Yes," Cinder turned back to her, "I have something that I want from you. I need to know that we can trust each other before I attempt to explain everything to you."

Raven contemplated just beating it out of her, but there were too many things to consider that were stopping her. For one, if she was telling the truth then crippling the scarred woman further wouldn't help anyone. Second, she didn't know what to expect in combat with any of them, and any slight misstep could mean her life. And she needed to live. For Yang.

She took a deep breath, the air hissing as it escaped her lips. It was a good thing she was already here secretly, or else traversing the kingdom and doing whatever likely criminal activities Cinder wanted her to do would be much harder.

"What kind of work are we talking here?" she finally ground out.

"We'll start small. I have something that will do good for both of us. I'll get some answers I need, and you'll be able to confirm if I'm telling the truth or not," Cinder smiled, though it seemed more thankful than smug. This woman continued to confuse her.

"And what is this mutual task you want me to do?"

"Find where Ozpin is keeping the other half of my power. You don't need to retrieve it, and half the work is done for you already since we know it's in Beacon for sure," Cinder explained.

"And what the hell would this look like exactly?" Raven asked. If her story was true, then the other half of the maiden's powers resided in an entirely separate girl. One that was apparently in a coma.

"Truthfully, I have no clue," Cinder shrugged, "I've never been on Beacon grounds and Ozpin knows my face, or at least, he knows that I've been injured. I have no doubt he can sense the powers in me. I can only guess that the girl is under high security and in some kind of stasis."

"Stasis? Like frozen or something? Can we actually do that?" Raven asked.

"We have no idea whether or not it's possible, but it must be true because the powers haven't returned to me," Cinder fiddled with her nails.

"And how does this help me? Even if Ozpin has the powers that doesn't necessarily mean you're the good element here. This could just as easily be a lie," Raven glared. Cinder shrugged and nodded once.

"You're not wrong, but that's why I said this would benefit both of us. Finding the powers is one thing, but there's a little more that I want than just that," the scarred woman explained.

"What else is there then? It seems pretty straightforward to me," Raven grunted. She already wasn't happy about this, but being put to task was definitely making her more disgruntled.

"I don't need you to find the vessel Ozpin is using, just where it is. More importantly though, I think it would be good for both of us if you looked into some of the students the headmaster has accepted this year," Cinder didn't specify why, a fact that had Raven even more on edge.

"You're in dangerous territory if you want me to spy on students," Raven snarled. Aside from the obvious bias of protecting Yang and Ruby, Raven didn't condone hurting kids.

"Rest assured, I hardly need nor want any information on the students. Instead, allow me to pose you a question," Cinder crossed her legs. Raven grunted, visibly agitated.

"Fine. Spit it out."

"If you look among the students in the first year that Ozpin accepted, do any of them stand out in particular? In other words, are there any students that seem out of place?" Cinder asked.

Raven tsked but didn't say anything else. If that was all she wanted then she could do it. She'd keep names out of it when she passed it back to the younger woman. She didn't want her having any of the student's identities.

"I'll see it done. And I expect you to answer any question I ask in return," Raven stated.

"Those terms work for me. For every favor I ask of you, you get one answer in return," Cinder agreed. Raven wanted to argue, but the deal worked in her favor for now, so she held her tongue.

"Deal," Raven stood and left, making it to the door and placing her hand on the knob. Before she could close it, Cinder called out to her.

"Do keep in mind what I've said to you here. We may never become companions, or even complete allies, but know that Ozpin does not have your best interests at heart. We do."

Raven slammed the door shut once she finished.


Yang grunted as she stretched, sighed when she finally felt the satisfying pop in her arms. Yesterday had been fun, sans the part where Weiss had a meltdown (or a flash freeze?) and froze everyone out of pure blinded rage. Whitley hadn't even blinked when it happened, his entire lower body encased in ice as he checked his nails.

Needless to say, Yang had learned her lesson. Ruby had given her a very dangerous look, even after her apology. Whitley still hadn't let her live it down, and their morning routine had him scowling at her the whole time.

She was just trying to be friendly! Jeez, the thanks you get!

As team YSTR departed their room they bumped into their sister team, minus one champion.

"Morning guys," Yang greeted, earning a happy wave from Ren and an unintelligible groan from Nora, who clearly wasn't a morning person, "where's our resident champ?"

"Good morning Yang, Jaune said he received a letter from his family yesterday and he's gone to send one of his own back before classes begin," Pyrrha said as they all started walking.

"Jaune doesn't talk about himself much does he? I mean, I don't even know anything about his family!" Yang said, filling the halls with her loud voice.

"We know he has a sister... Sisters? We don't really know, he wasn't ever super clear on how many people are in his family," Ren added his info to the conversation. Adam rolled his eyes.

"If Jaune doesn't want to tell you about his family, then that's his choice, isn't it?" Adam jabbed as they rounded the corner.

"Oh yeah?" Yang sent him an unimpressed look, "So does that mean you know more about Jaune than all of us?"

"I happen to know many things that others don't," Adam turned his nose up and narrowed his eyes.

"Wait, really?" Pyrrha asked, unable to stop herself, "Jaune told me that when you two hang out you both are completely silent."

Everyone turned and smirked at Adam, who still had his head up.

"We communicate with our steel," he stated matter-of-factly.

"Sounds hot," Ren chimed.

"Not like that!"

"So quick to defend! Maybe that's why Adam's being so secretive!" Ren pushed.

"Oh my god Adam's having a secret love affair with Jaune!?" Ruby squeaked.

"Affair? Who could he be cheating on?" Whitley asked, dumbfounded at all his friend's stupidity.

Everyone, Adam included, slowly turned to Pyrrha. Whitley followed their looks, sighing as they landed on the spartan.

"Hello!" Pyrrha said with a big, nervous smile.

"Right. Of course. How could I forget," Whitley sighed.

"At any rate," Adam cut the topic off before it could escalate further, "Jaune and I are simply brothers of the blade. I can sense things from him, as can he with myself from our fights alone."

"Dude, I don't need all these weird innuendos for your steamy 'sparring sessions'! Especially when I know Ruby goes to some of them..." Yang shot the faunus a disgusted look. Whitley was sending him a similar face, shaking his head in disappointment.

"W-wait! W-we don't do anything like that!" Ruby stammered.

"Thank you Ruby," Adam sighed, thankful his partner was always by his side, "it's just simple—"

"Sometimes Adam and Jaune get really intense! And then they ask if I wanna join and we get really into it! But no matter how much I try, Adam always ends up on top of me! And don't even get me started on Jaune! He dominates both of us; sometimes at the same time! That big lance of his really—"

"OH GOD MY EARS!" Nora cried, cutting the reaper off and surprising her with how loud the normally silent hammer wielder could be.

At this point, it would take something seriously volatile to make this situation any worse than it was.

"MS ROSE WHAT DID I JUST HEAR!?" a furious Glynda Goodwitch screamed from down the hall.

That was certainly as volatile as it came.

"Ruby! Explain what you meant—" as they all turned to where Ruby was, or rather, once was, they realized that this was one of those 'it's better if we all just abandon it' kind of issues.

And abandon it they all did.

Like the wind, they were swift and fluid, running and ducking between students and decor alike. Somewhere along the line, Ren had stumbled through a broom closet and come out with a bucket on his head.

When it finally seemed like they were far enough away, they took the time to figure out where exactly they'd ended up in their panicked sprint for their lives.

"We're... At... Beacon tower?" Yang gasped.

"We were just out of the dorm halls! Beacon tower is so far from that!" Whitley was trying to figure out what was more shocking; that they all ran this far in such a short amount of time, or that Ren had done half the run with his vision completely obscured.

"I'm... I'm gonna die..." Pyrrha wheezed, nearly stumbling over if not for Nora who allowed the girl to collapse onto her arm. Nora for her part seemed the least winded aside from Adam who was breathing only somewhat heavily out his nose.

"Can't believe Ruby left that to us!" Yang threw her hands in the air.

"Well I didn't wanna deal with that!" a voice called out. They all froze and looked around before they heard rustling above them.

Looking up, Ruby clung to a tree branch and looked down on them like a frightened cat.

"You think we did!?" Yang's eyes went red as she stomped over to the tree before grabbing it's trunk and shaking it furiously.

Ruby landed on the ground in a heap a moment later, grunting as she stood up and rubbed her head.

"You guys made it out alive!" the reaper tried for a smile but it came out as more of a grimace.

"Who made it out alive?" a familiar blonde asked as he walked out of the tower and towards the group.

"Oh, hi Jaune!" Ren waved as the champion joined his team.

"Why do you all look like you just ran an endurance marathon?" he asked. They all slowly turned to Ruby, who looked like she was about to run again.

"If you take off again I'm filling your pillows with broken glass," Whitley's glare said that that was a promise, not a threat.

"Did you send your letter Jaune?" Nora asked, letting team YSTR deal with their reaper.

The champion smiled at the blatant cop out of the ensuing argument, but took the Viking up on it regardless. He adjusted the tie around his neck slightly before answering.

"Yeah I sent it. They're old school so they like snail mail a lot. Hopefully they get it before the Vytal Festival starts or it'll be ages before I hear back from them," he explained.

"And how many of... Them, are there?" Ren asked, attempting to be subtle but coming off as anything but.

"How many... Family members?" the blonde clarified. Ren gasped and tugged Nora to him by her collar.

"How'd he know!?" he whisper yelled into her ear. She winced slightly at the pitch but didn't bother with explaining how easy it was to see when Ren was trying to hide something.

"You guys know you're allowed to ask about my family, right?" he laughed, "It's not like I'm keeping any secrets."

"What about your semblance?" Adam asked, in the middle of holding down Ruby while Yang tickled her.

"Okay correction, I'm not keeping any secrets that aren't combat related," he rolled his eyes at the man. Adam huffed, annoyed that the champion's semblance would remain hidden for the time being.

"So... How many people are in your family? We only know that you have parents and... A sister?" Pyrrha asked.

Jaune stared at her for a minute. Then he blinked. Then he went back to staring for another minute. At this point the two teams were watching him with some amount of concern as he hadn't moved or made any noise for two minutes straight.

Then he laughed. It was a loud, chesty laugh that echoed a little bit. Some people walking by them were startled by the sudden noise.

"I think he's finally lost it after so many solid hits to the shield," Yang whispered to the group.

"Oh man," Jaune finally regained some amount of composure, "that was a good one Pyrrha!"

"Uh, you're... Welcome?" she smiled weakly, unsure what exactly she had done.

"All she said was that you had a sister," Whitley was confused, and really didn't get why that garnered such a response from the knight.

"That's the best part," Jaune rubbed his eye, "I don't just have a sister."

"You have a super sister!?" Ren tried guessing. Nora slapped a hand over his mouth after his first guess.

"No," he smiled fondly as he thought of them now that the topic was in mind, "I have seven of them."

Now it was everyone else's turn to stare and be silent, but for them it was more in abject shock than anything else.

"What..." Yang moved her hands around as if trying to physically grasp words, "What does your mom's... How did she...?"

"Seven?" Whitley looked terrified, "That makes eight kids including yourself..."

Pyrrha's eyes had rolled back and it was left to Adam this time to catch her as everyone else was too stunned to notice. Adam too was shocked, but at this point he figured that a man that strong had to have quite the impressive gene pool.

"Hot damn!" Ren looked impressed, "Looks like being able to take a pounding runs in the Arc family, eh?"

Ren promptly hit the floor as a blushing Nora dropped a heavy fist on his skull.

"At any rate," Jaune moved on easily, likely having heard it all before, "my family seems like they're doing fine."

"Speaking of family," Yang turned to her partner, "your sisters not what I was expecting her to be like when you told us about her."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Whitley asked, unamused.

"That you made her sound a lot worse," Yang smirked. He tsked and turned away.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he said with his head turned up and away.

"You were all 'oh my dearest sister Weiss will be so copernicated with me' and we had to calm you down like three times," Yang mocked.

"First of all, I do not talk like that and copernicated isn't a word. Second, my sister simply went through... A slight attitude adjustment, it seems," Whitley huffed.

"Told you sooo..." Ruby mumbled. He scowled her way.

"She seemed pretty pissed that you guys were planning on going vigilante-ing though!" Ren claimed as he sprung back to his feet from his short unconsciousness.

"She's worried," Ruby reasoned, understanding the girls point of view, "she doesn't want her brother getting hurt when she thinks it's avoidable."

"The White Fang is hardly avoidable anymore," Adam grumbled, letting Pyrrha stand on her own as she came to.

"The point is," Ruby prodded his chest, "you're responsible for leading us through this as safely and wisely as possible. I don't have to tell you what will happen if Yang gets hurt, do I?"

Ruby's smile was sweet. Ruby's disposition and the large, serrated scythe two times her height that had miraculously sprung out from behind her were a little less sweet.

"Point taken. I won't let anyone get hurt," Adam saluted, a small sweat drop falling from his temple.

"Hey! Aren't I the leader here?" Yang asked, wondering when she got replaced.

"You are and we trust you. Unfortunately," Whitley said in his own brand of affection, "Which is why we think it's a better idea to let Adam plan this. Nobody knows the movements of those criminals like he does."

"As much as I resent the use of the word criminals, it's pretty clear that the Fang is no longer open for negotiating with the terms they once prided themselves on," Adam grunted. Thinking of how far such a noble cause had fallen left a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Besides," Ruby hugged her little sister from behind, "we trust you to get us out of any crummy situation that Adam may get us into. You're smart like that."

"Alright alright, no need to fan my ego," Yang laughed, pushing her sister off before turning to Adam, "but she's right! Don't go throwing us off a bullhead without a parachute! Just because we're all pretty awesome doesn't mean we're invincible!"

"Yes yes duly noted, I get it. Stop drilling me will you?" Adam sighed.

"Stop giving them reasons," Jaune laughed. Adam sent him a 'stay out of this look' but the champion shrugged it off.

"Alright well," Nora cut in, "aren't we all forgetting something standing around out here?"

It was silent as they all thought. What could they be forgetting? Actually, upon further inspection, it was very silent, much more than just themselves. Silent as in, where we're all the other students—

"WE HAVE CLASSES STILL!" Ruby exclaimed.

"MS ROSE! THERE YOU ALL ARE! FIRST YOUR PUBLIC DEGENERACY AND NOW SKIPPING CLASSES!?"

And so for the second time, the two teams, this time with the addition of Jaune, found themselves running away from a furious and without a doubt underpaid Glynda Goodwitch.

Just a normal Tuesday, really.


Weiss was conflicted. Not in the normal way where she was trying to fight someone because they deserved the wrath of the Atlesian storefront upon them, but in the more responsible, familial way.

Her brother and his team had taken it upon themselves to run around as vigilantes and stop whatever crime spree had started in Vale. She had read prior to her arrival that there was White Fang presence in the city, only making her worry more. The Schnee family and the White Fang did not mix. And if Whitley was getting involved directly...

She shuddered. Whitley had never had to witness any of the threats or acts committed against their family first-hand, only learning about them weeks after they happened. Perhaps that was why the boy hated being out of the know so much now; it reminded him too much of never knowing if someone was hurt or even alive.

Whitley hadn't seen what she had. He may have only been slightly younger than herself, but already Weiss had witnessed exactly what the White Fang thought of their family. She'd never forget how furious her mother would get, getting more and more frequent until it was every other night she was cursing the vagrants that dare tried to deface their prestigious family name. Their mother would tell them that the faunus wanted them dead, and that none of them were trustworthy.

Weiss thought of Neon, and her gaze hardened. It had all simply been a lie, one that her mother wanted them to desperately believe for whatever reason.

And yet now Weiss was conflicted. Whitley fully intended on staying beside his team as they went out and about into the city. She was no fool, the way he glazed over the topic was enough proof that it was the White Fang, or at least related to them in some way.

Clearly he didn't want to say so in fear she'd attempt to stop him or maybe even try and drag him back to Atlas where it was 'safe' or whatever drivel he expected from her. Clearly he didn't think his older sister was capable of change, and that irked her to no end.

He thought he was the only one who could go off on their own and better themselves? Ha! Weiss was the queen of being better than other people! She had changed a lot in her time away from their manor too, even if she was still in Atlas.

No, Weiss had no intention of stopping her brother from getting involved in his team's warpath. On the contrary, actually.

She was a tad offended he hadn't asked for her help.

Had he grown out of wanting her assistance? It wasn't as if she didn't have her own reasons for wanting to see the White Fang, or any crime really, stopped! She was just as capable— nay, more capable of handling herself than he was!

Who did he think he was!?

"Um, Weiss?" Penny asked from the other bed in the room they'd been assigned to. Weiss hadn't realized that she'd been slowly forming a glare in front of her the whole time, and now that she'd snapped back to the moment she noticed that her face felt tight and tensed, and she was staring right at Penny.

"Have I upset you Weiss? I can leave if you want!" Penny looked a little frightened. Clearly whatever face she had started making wasn't a friendly one.

"No Penny, you're fine, I'm sorry. I'm thinking of something and it's just bothering me a little, that's all," Weiss relaxed a little, her face morphing instantly.

"Oh! What are you thinking about? As your best friend it is my duty to assist you when you are blue!" Penny was upon her in an instant, attempting to hug Weiss.

"Down Penny! Bad girl! Personal bubbles, remember!?" Weiss shoved the girl off of her.

"Oh! Of course, I remember the rule! 'Don't touch me or I'll shove that giant butter knife you call a sword so far up your a—"

"Okay, I apologized for wording it like that and you said you'd stop bringing it up!" Weiss huffed. Penny smiled somewhat sheepishly, but stayed undeterred.

"What is the problem Weiss? You aren't normally so quiet on things that bother you! Actually, you are quite vocal about them! And vicious! And unashamed! And—"

"Penny."

"What is the matter, my friend whom I love and who will not harm me?" Penny asked, going straight and holding her breath. That was Weiss's 'murderous intent' tone as Neon called it.

Weiss sighed, figuring it wouldn't hurt to tell Penny since the girl had already apparently fought the same criminals her brothers team were chasing after.

"I fear my brother is getting involved with the White Fang," Weiss said simply.

"Your brother is a faunus!? And one who supports the White Fang!? I'd have never guessed based on how poorly he talks of them! I wonder if Adam knows? Adam doesn't seem to like the White Fang too much, that might be bad for their relationship," Penny had gone off on her own tangent. When she finally looked back to Weiss the girl had her face in one hand, the other grasping at the air as if searching for something.

It was searching for a lot of things actually. How Penny was so clueless, how her life had gotten to this exact point, and for something to beam her partner over the head with. Not necessarily in that order.

"No Penny," Weiss said, her teeth grit, "I meant that my brother and his team are attempting to fight the White Fang. By themselves."

Penny's eyes were blank for a solid thirty seconds before she sprung up, missing only a toaster noise to really sell how simple she was.

"OH!" she realized.

"Yes Penny. Oh."

"Your brother isn't fighting them alone! Team PAVL is helping them! Oh! And Neon and myself too!" Penny smiled as if she'd solved the girls problem.

Weiss stared at her, the room growing colder and colder by the second.

"Penny."

"Yes Weiss?"

"When were you going to tell me this?"

"I just did!"

The ceiling was completely frozen, going against the idea that the floor froze first. Apparently when one really wanted it, the heat in the room froze before anything else.

"Penny, I meant when were you going to tell me this before I gave you the opportunity?"

"Ohhhh," Penny leaned back as she hummed before sprouting back to her upright position, "I don't know!"

The calm...

"Are you upset—"

The room exploded, and from outside both the door and windows one could only see a thick wall of ice, meters thick from the core out.

... Before the storm.

It looked like Weiss would be paying a trip to her brother once anyone was able to leave the room. Provided, of course, Penny didn't continue talking. That would likely extend the time the room spent frozen by quite a while.


I'm disappointed in myself really. This chapter's not that long and I really wanted it to be but I'm just kind of... Out, ya know?

I'll try for longer updates in the future, though I won't promise when that will be because I don't want you guys to get your hopes up for weekly or even biweekly chapters anytime soon.

At any rate, this chapter was at least a fun one if anything, and I really love being able to write Weiss again. Whitley is his own brand of fun, especially with team YSTR, but Weiss will always be my favorite RWBY girl.

Thank you all so much for waiting and reading, it means a lot! Remember to follow for whenever the next update is and leave a review on if you actually liked the longer chapters or these shorter ones!

Stay safe and healthy, and have a wonderful time!


Omake: Diary of an underpaid combat instructor

Year six as combat instructor, semester two of the year:

The students, I swear they all work against me, conspiring to bring about my absolute downfall. I see not the humor nor joy that they get from their constant testing of my patience.

Ozpin tells me not to worry, that they will all grow into their own. He has also been on record saying that you don't need a boat to have fun in the middle of the ocean, so I don't fully trust him either.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I turned tail and joined the criminal world instead. Technically every store you go to now has a one hundred percent discount, and you get to pick your vacation days. Plus, I'm an incredibly capable huntress, who would be able to stop me?

Not to mention some of the other criminals are at least somewhat charming or attractive. One Roman Torchwick comes to mind, and yet, I can't help but feel a relationship with the man would somehow end up sounding like a fairytale where he somehow saves the world through the power of his phallus.

As you can see, the students are wearing more thin on my mind than I first thought.

At any rate, I will hold out and prevail as I always do. The only person who will be the end of me is myself!

Signing off, Glynda.