I don't own RWBY obviously. Let's see how many references you guys can find. One of which is a reference to a fan-fic on this website.


The entire crew was now setting up the supposed Junior's club inside the huge studio on the green screen arena. Some were setting the disco ball up top, some were organizing the liquor on the shelves and believe or not no crazy shenanigans from the prop team as they were setting green screen pillars that will be edited as steel beams that hold up the lights later in post-production.

The cast was busy talking with each other on the lounge. Ruby, Weiss, and Neo were talking to each other, except for Neo she's using sign language, literally pulling out signs out of nowhere with text in them already, Blake was reading her art off to the side. Taiyang, Roman, and Qrow stared at Tai's current wife, technically still wife and his daughter having a face-off. I don't know why Raven left for smokes and never came back and Tai is still baffled how long it took her to find those cigarettes. 'She's been gone for 15 years; those must have been good cigs to take that long.' Tai thought. The Xiao-Long household is quite weird not going to lie. The mothers were talking to each other. Yes, Raven is here talking to her daughter. Both of them staring at each other, coldly. Summer just left them alone and joined up with Tai, Roman and Qrow's drinking session. Tension filled the air as both of them stared even harder than before. Taiyang, Qrow, Roman and Summer just took a sip out of their drinks as they stared at the inevitable confrontation.

"50 Lien on my sister." Qrow trying to ease the tension.

"Oh, I'm a betting man. 50 on the blondie." Roman smirked putting down 50 Lien on the coffee table in front of them.

"I'm not even going to bet on that. You'd lose due to your semblance. Also, fuck off Roman." Tai pointed out.

"Har dee har har, Fuck you Tai. Just because I have bad luck as a semblance doesn't mean I'm bad luck all the time." Qrow quipped back.

"Qrow, you burned boiling water, how did you burn boiling water? How did you fuck that up, you were just going to boil noodles and the water somehow burns, there's even char on the pot. How?!" Tai retorted. Roman chuckled at Tai's story about Qrow. "Stupid unreadable dial thing," grumbled Qrow.

Summer's head then slowly came up behind Tai. "What am I hearing about betting on our daughter and a member of our team?" Summer tilted her head sideway giving off the cold and psychotic stare at the two of her team. Said two were now sweating bullets. They know not to piss off Summer, those lungs can really scream. Roman felt at unease by the white-cloaked individual that is now also staring at him. He then slowly took back the Lien he betted on back to his pocket.

"Mom." Yang coldly said breaking the silence between them "Actually, I take that back… Raven."

"Is that supposed to be intimidating?" Raven quipped.

"Why did you leave us?" Yang said sadly as she jumped straight to the point.

"Cigs."

Yang's face went from sad to disappointed incredibly fast "Fucking really?"

"Yep."

"15 years just for cigs?"

"They're really good, what did you expect."

"I expected a mother! Not a raging smoker who went ahead and leave me for 15 years." Yang screamed with tears ready to burst from her eyes. "How do I know you're not lying?"

Raven then pulled out a pack cigs from nowhere. Yang took a good minute to process what she was seeing.

"You're actually fucking serious." Yang deadpanned as her tears just evaporated from Raven's antics.

"I told you, these are really good. Want some?" Raven grabbed a stick and pulled a lighter from nowhere, where does she keep these things? Started to light one up.

"No, no, no, you're not lighting that up in here." Director quickly swiped both the lighter and pack.

"But-" Raven pleaded but the Director cut her off as he pointed a sign from behind him that said 'No smoking'. Raven pouted as Yang and some of the adult cast snickered at her direction.

"You can get them back later." The Director promised her.

"So why are you here, Raven?" Yang crossed her arms as she tried continuing the conversation from last time.

"Money."

"Am I some sort of cash cow now?"

"Yes, you do look like one to-" Raven quipped only to be cut off as a Crimson-eyed Yang sucker-punched her straight to her face and walked off towards her sister. Everyone from the crew and the younger cast winced at that, Tai and Summer looked proud but were hiding it and Roman was trying to hold his laugh in. Raven looked shocked at her biological daughter and rubbed the spot where her daughter's fist connected.

"You're still welcome here Raven." Summer waved at her wearing her megawatt smile. Raven just marched to Summer's side and took her drink and drank in one gulp. She then leaned her head to Summer's shoulder still pouting.

"There, there." Summer soothed Raven through back pats. She pouted even harder.

The Director and Lillia watched the whole debacle from afar. "Sheesh, that entire family is messed up in every single way. It's like watching a train wreck that is crashing onto a building and then said building is falling on top of an orphanage in slow motion."

Lillia looked at her boss with concern in her eyes. "That's oddly specific. Also, are we just going to ignore that Raven just showed up randomly in the studio somehow knowing the address as well?"

"Oh, that's just bad writing from the author." The Director broke the 4th wall.

"Lillia, could you call up Charles for a moment?"

"Yes, sir." Lillia called up Charles via scroll.

"Excellent." The Director then began to tour the set for inspection as Lillia was on the scroll with Charles.

"So… Charles." the Director called upon his lead prop designer as they went around the studio inspecting everyone's work. "How are we going to get a lot of people to pose as Junior's thugs." He asked his long-time colleague. Charles smirked at him devilishly "I have a plan on how."

The Director internally panicked at Charles as his hands were now unconsciously finding the painkillers on himself. No, he wasn't worried for him, more like worried that the words 'plan' and 'Charles' don't go hand in hand together.

"Charles, whatever you're thinking stop that, it's a bad idea."

"What? Setting up flyers?" Charles asked obliviously. The Director stop walking and stared at Charles who also stopped and gave him a questioning look.

"Wait? Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously, Direct."

"No bribing, no extortion?" Director personally left out 'taking a hostage' for obvious reasons.

"Why would I do that, Sir?"

The Director now dumbfounded at his lead prop designer. 'He went from actual grave, stealing military property, to fucking extorting an entire train. I don't even know how Charles bullshitted his way out of the last one. I thought he's going to one-up his achievements but decided to throw this curveball. Whatever Gods are up there. I don't even know anymore.'

"Who are you? What have you done to Charles?" Director became aggressive now getting ready to choke his lead prop designer.

"Woah! Woah! Sir! It's me, Charles, not some imposter!" Charles was now backing away from his boss.

"No, no, I won't believe that. My Charles would fuck over the entire Atlesian military if given the chance."

"Well, they're a bunch of sellouts anyway."

"Okay, it is you."

"Yes sir, What the hell were you expecting?!" Charles threw his arms in the air "I'm not some crazed psychopath, Sir."

'That's ironic coming from you, it's not even funny at this point.' the Director thought.

"You sure, you're doing flyers?" the Director gave him the benefit of a doubt.

"Yes. I have them printed out as of now." Charles reassured him.

"What's in the flyers?" Director raised his eyebrows.

"Well, first, you need aura." Charles listed off. The Director nodded in approval. "Second, you need some fighting experience, duh." Director nodded once more. "and… That's about it. Why didn't we just host an audition in the first place?" Charles asked Director with confusion riddled on Charles' face.

"First, I'm lazy, second, I'm a cheapskate, and lastly, I forgot." Director bluntly listed off. Charles was about to speak up but the Director cut him off "We're not speaking of this ever again, now go on with your flyers."

After four hours of set up, 50 random people came in with Charles on the front. "I'm back, Director!" Seeing the crowd of people, the Director smiled on Charles' work "Excellent job, Charles!" he grabbed a megaphone to announce "All of you will get paid in due time." The Crowd cheered "Now all of you will go to the dressing room. Charles, lead them to it."

'Gullible as ever'


Take One

"Wait? I get my own motorcycle?!" Yang said excitedly as she inspected the motorbike the Director was going give to her. Taiyang and Summer were now shaking their heads in disapproval but Lillia told them the whole story how the motorbike came to be. Raven was giving her the thumbs up.

"Yes, but it's not yours technically." The Director said as Yang pouted on the fact.

"Then why buy it in the first place?"

"Because Charles already bought it before I got my word in."

"Sorry!" Charles shouted from the background. The Director sighed, "You're going to drive it in the green screen arena just drive it around as the cameras will record everything. Okay?" Yang gave him the thumbs up as she put on her helmet, sat on the motorcycle, and started it.

"Does this have a name?" As she revved the engine.

"Bumblebee."

"Sounds like a ship name," Yang smirked.

Back in the lounge area, Blake sneezed while reading her art.

"Bless you," Ruby said. Neo pulled out a sign from nowhere that reads 'Gesundheit.'

"Why did you even sneeze? The studio has a good ventilation system. There's barely any dust inside." Weiss pointed out.

"I feel like I got mentioned." Blake shivered but doesn't know why the thought of that made her feel at unease.

"Please don't start this." The Director sighed.

"Okay, Direct." Yang sang the last part as she put on her aviators as she revved the engines once more and drove off…

Straight to a wall

"…"

The studio went dead silent after that as everyone stared at Yang's accident.

"I'm okay!" Yang said as she pulled a thumbs up while laying down. Everyone breathes out a sigh of relief.

"Cut! Okay, in hindsight I should have asked if she can drive a motorcycle first." The Director now realizing his mistake as medics and her parents except for Raven were tending to her as she was laughing at the accident with almost no scrapes to her. The prop team was now repairing Bumblebee as we speak and they work fast, as they already buffed out dents and scratches off of it.

"With utmost respect sir," Lillia spoke beside him. "No shit."

Take Two

With bumblebee fully repaired once again courtesy of the prop team, Yang drove it once again but way more slowly this time. They'll edit it in a way that it looks like Yang is going fast but in the meantime, this will do. Yang got off the bike and started to strut on to the supposed doors to Junior's club. Again, will be edited in post-production.

Roman was seen leaning on to the counter next to Junior. The two of them were talking to each other with both of their moods turning sour before Yang came up. Roman threw hands at Junior causing him to retaliate back with a knuckle sandwich from himself.

"Cut!" the Director shouted through a megaphone "What the hell are you guys doing?! Roman! You're taking Yang's job for pete sake." The Director pinched the bridge of his nose afterward.

"He insulted my fashion sense!" Roman retorted.

"It's way too tacky." Junior critiqued.

"Agreed." The Cast said from the lounging area.

"What is this? Pick on Roman day?" Roman shouted at them.

"Sorry dude, who wears mascara these days, let alone a guy wearing it, that is." Qrow pointed out as he took a sip from his flask.

"When I think of the phrase 'Gentleman's Thief', Mascara is the last thing I think about." Weiss quipped; Ruby giggled at the jab at Roman.

Neo summoned a sign out nowhere that read 'Sorry Roman, I kind of agree with them.'

"Traitor," Roman grumbled as he shot Neo a scowl.

Take Three

Roman was seen leaving Junior alone as he walked away. Yang knowing her cue strutted right next to Junior before a white blur passed her and hit Junior in the groin.

"Take that, Junior!" Roman scowled at his direction

"Roman! I will cut your paycheck in half!" The Director threatened.

"I make money on the side too, doofus," Roman smirked.

"Roman did you bring your closet in the studio by any chance?" the Director asked deviously.

Roman took the bait just to flaunt his wardrobe in front of everyone. "Of course I did, I for one-"

"Lillia, bring me the not-a-flamethrower and some gasoline please." deadpanned the Director.

"Wait WHAT!?" Roman shrieked "Wait, listen Direct, I paid a fortune on my closet."

"Well too bad, if you don't behave now," Lillia brought him the 'not-a-flamethrower' and gave it to him "This will happen…" Director shot and spew flame from the supposedly 'not-flamethrower' flamethrower.

"Capeesh, Roman?" the Director threatened.

"Yeah, capeesh, Direct." Roman whimpered.


Take One

"Wait, that girl is going to crush my balls like Roman did but longer?!" Junior pointed at the blonde brawler in front of him as he complained about the script to the Director, who was now in front of him beside Yang, with his arms crossed on his chest.

"Yes. If anything, I'd say I thank Roman for that, now you're conditioned." Director bluntly said.

"Why?"

"Because why not?"

"Why?!"

"Because I'm the Director."

"That's not a valid reason."

"It's a valid reason cause you're in my studio, so my word is law."

"Dude, I still want children."

"You're kind of fat though not gonna lie."

"That's just mean and uncalled for, dude."

"You have aura, you'll be fine."

"It's going to hurt anyway! Please change the script. I'm begging you"

"Ever heard of CBT?"

"Yes. But no, I'm not turned on by thAAAT!" Junior's voice went 3 octaves higher as the Director's knee found its way straight to his groin on the unaware man, making him fall face-first on the floor with his hands gripping his groin to alleviate the pain. Everyone in the studio winced at that. The males in the studio felt bad for him and unconsciously crossed their knees together as they now know not to question the Director.

"There!" Director coldly stared at Junior "Get used to it."

Junior painfully groaned. "I'm suing you." As he raised his head up towards the towering Director in front of him.

"You signed an NDA on your contract." The Director countered.

"What? I did not see-"

The Director pulled his contract out of nowhere for this trailer specifically and pointed at the part where the NDA is. Junior squinted his eyes as he tried to read where the NDA is in his contract. The Director rolled his eyes and brought out a magnifying glass to the spot of the contract where he was pointing from before that reads 'This contract is also a Non-Disclosure Agreement. Once signed, you can never speak publicly or to anyone as a matter of fact about what happens inside the studio.'

"Oh, for fuck sake." Junior groaned.

Take Two

"Strawberry Sunrise, no ice. Oh, and one of those cute little umbrellas on top." Yang ordered as Junior to her right was not contemplating on Roman's request in the context of the trailer but the Director's hidden NDA on his contract and the dreaded scene right after this.

The aforementioned cocktail was made and delivered to the blonde brawler. She took a sip and immediately spit it out to her right and coughed uncontrollably. Junior caught the brunt of the unintentional spit take, his face contorting with disgust as he tried to wipe it off.

"Who orders this?" Yang coughed.

"You know that has alcohol, right?" Junior still wiping off the mess her supposed customer did.

"Wait? It has alcohol? I thought it was a cool-sounding drink." Yang wiped her mouth as she stared at the Director for an answer.

It took a second for the Director to caught on why Yang was looking at him.

"Why are you lookin at me?" the Director raised his right eyebrow casually avoiding the stares he is getting from Tai, Summer, and Raven… for some reason.

"I mean you're the Director, you could've warned me at least." Yang pointed out.

"I'm a Director, not a bartender. How was I supposed to know that was alcoholic in the first place? If anything, blame the scriptwriters on that one. Take two for the moment, you two."

Charles randomly came up to the set and randomly took a bottle out of the shelves and inspected it.

"Wait, expired?"

He looked to his left and right and slowly put it back on the shelves hoping that no one drinks from it again.

Take Three

"and… Action!"

"Aren't you a little young to be in this club, Blondie?" Junior asked with a slight threat laced in his words.

Yang giggles "Aren't you a little old to have a name like Junior?" she quipped back.

"So, you know who I am." Junior faced her with sweat beading from his forehead. "You got a name, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Junior, I've got several. But instead of sweetheart, you can just call me-"

Junior just booked it in the opposite direction and screamed knowing what happens next.

The Crew, The Cast, and the Director just watched Junior ran at maximum speed towards his room in the studio, opening it and slamming it close and even locking it from the inside. What followed next was dead silence for the next couple of seconds as everyone tried to comprehend what just happened until the Director came up to a one-word conclusion.

"Pussy."

Take Ten

"Sir, isn't this a little excessive now?" Lillia questioned her boss as he was looking at Junior who was held down by two of the crew members dressed in full-body green suits. Junior thrashed around as he tried to escape but to no avail.

"Lillia, Junior played unintentional hide and seek with us last take ago. We used a battering ram just to get in his room on another take, he even disguised himself as one of the crew members at one point, he tried to sneak through the vents but it broke down on him on his way out, and don't even mention how he got stuck on the bathroom window that leads outside, thank the gods for his fat ass can't even get through that or I would've called the police on him." The Director said as he watched Junior thrash around wildly like a caged animal.

"Please!" Junior pleaded as he tried to escape the grasp of the crew members but he was tired from all his failed escape plans.

"Yang, just deliver your line then we'll take two for 30 minutes." The Director pinched the bridge of his nose as he went back to his seat. The suited crew-members controlled Junior's posture, his face filled with dread as he stared at death itself having experienced two on the same day.

"Junior this will be all over soon if you act it out fast enough, think about it like your first circumcision." The Director encouraged Junior through a megaphone.

"What do you mean 'first circumcision'? I'm not the one who was doing it." Junior retorted as he tried to get out of their grip one last time and failing.

"Action!" ignored the Director.

Yang felt bad for him but the Director was right, they need to do this fast for Junior's sake.

"Yes, Junior, I've got several names. But instead of sweetheart, you can just call me sir." Yang grabs Junior by the groin and squeezes it painfully causing Junior to cry out in pain comically. Tears were coming out of the corners of his eyes.

Everyone just felt bad for him. Except for the Director, who was smiling maliciously pretty much rivaling a psychopath… or a sadist, pick your poison.


Take One

After that grueling session of recording, they all freshened up and took it to the set once again. Yang and Junior were at the counter but Junior was a good three meters away from her, probably traumatized from all of what happened this day. The Director was positioning Junior's goons and giving out instruction on this scene. Every one of his supposed goons was wearing matching outfits comprised of black polos, red ties, black slacks, and black shoes with red sunglasses to boot.

The Director came up to them and was about to speak up but Yang beat him to it, "So am I still going to, you know, do that to him?" Junior was sweating bullets again as the Director's mouth curled upward. "No," Junior fainted in relief "you're just going to hunch over and have your arm on the way of gripping it but not really gripping it, we'll just have cameras tricking the audience that you are gripping but you aren't actually, Junior if you don't get up right now, I will stomp your groin." The Director threatened after giving Yang her instructions for this scene, Junior shot right back up and saluted "Yes, Sir."

The Director shook his head. "You two know your lines on where you last left off?" he reassured, both of the actors held a thumbs up to him and Director nodded and got back to his seat.

"and action!"

"People say you know everything." Yang and Junior hunched over as Junior was supposedly straining but mentally, he was dancing around in his mind knowing no more torture from the Director.

Yang brought up a scroll that showed of a picture of Raven… naked.

"Uhm… Blondie?" Junior asked wide-eyed at the picture.

"That's not part of the script, Junior." She whispered, Junior motioned his eyes to the scroll, she caught wind of this and looked to her scroll and went wide-eyed, and threw it away where everyone can see it.

"My eyes! I'm blind!" Yang dramatically put her hands to her eyes as she tried to rub the picture out of her thoughts.

"Cut! Yang, where did you get that picture?" the Director pinched the bridge of his nose. Back in the lounge area, the two wives slowly turned their heads to Tai, who was now sweating bullets. Everyone in the studio unconsciously started to slowly back away from the lounge area.

"I got it from Dad." Everyone's heads looked at Yang then looked back to the lounge.

The male Xiao-Long in the room went 3 shades of white paler after that, as Summer and Raven now fully armed with their weapons and now looking psychotically murderous.

"You're dead to me, Taiyang Xiao-Long." Raven wielded Omen as Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Neo, Qrow, and Roman backed out the lounge area.

"Whatever is in your scroll, if you have naked pictures of me, each one equates to one stab." Summer psychotically wielded her Glaive-Bow, Luminae.

"Hahaha… meep." Tai booked it and screamed 'help' in the other direction as both wives gave chase and destroyed everything in their path.

"Should we stop them, sir?" Lillia brought out a tranquilizer gun.

"Mmm…" The Director thought about it "Nah..."

"Seriously? Sir?"

"If anything, that's less money to pay them. Their paychecks are essentially paying me."

"You're still losing the money to repairs, Sir."

"Don't care, this is just to spite them."

"Asshole…" Lillia whispered to herself.

Take Two

After destroying most blockades put up by Tai and eventually backing himself to a corner and getting his ass kicked the ever-living shit out of him, sad to say Tai is covered in bandages from head to toe for the coming weeks but the two women had no regrets as they resharpened their weapons and eventually sheathing them and avoided Tai's pleading looks. Everyone and even the Director too was scared shitless due to how violent they we're at putting Tai in the med-bay in the studio. Details of how Tai got his ass kicked is too violent that this fic may get banned if I ever describe it, let's just say there was blood… a lot of it… and don't forget about collateral damage.

"Well, we're not going to see him anytime soon." The Director whispered to himself as silently wish Tai was okay after all of that. 'That is a good reason to stay single.' He thought to himself.

"Anyway," the Director shrugged it off "everyone to their positions. Chop, chop!"

Everyone scrambled back to their stations and position as fast as possible. Lillia came up beside him. "I told you, we should have used the tranquilizers."

"Even if we can use them, they're too fast to hit them with it. They're huntresses for fuck sake, they block bullets like they were trained for it since birth. What makes you think we can hit them with a goddamn dart?" the Director retorted.

"Uhm, leave it to luck?" Lillia hesitatingly suggested.

The Director pointed to Qrow in the lounge area taking a long sip from his flask. Qrow noticed this and flipped him off.

"Good point," Lillia admitted. The Director and his assistant came up to the set to give out the instruction for this scene.

"Yang, just hold up your scroll next time, that's it, we'll take care of the rest, Junior, you know your lines?" Junior nodded to the Director and Yang whipped out her scroll.

"Okay then," the Director went back to his seat with a hidden migraine creeping up on him but decided to ignore it "and… Action!"

"Tell me where I can find her and I'll let you go." Yang threatened as she showed her scroll to him.

"I've never seen her before. I swear!" Junior strained his voice.

"Excuse me?"

"I swear, sir!"

Junior's henchman started to gather around the two, all wielding some kind of weapon.

"Hmm, looks like we have an audience. This must be kind of embarrassing for you, huh? Awkward…" She sang the last part.

"Listen, blondie sir. If you want to make it out of this club alive. I suggest you let me go. Now!" He threatened.

She supposedly let go and corrected their postures. Junior sighs in relief, supposedly.

"You'll pay for that," Junior growled as he put on his sunglasses and walks away from her. Yang, knowing her cue, follows closely behind.

"Oh, Junior, I was just playing with you! Don't be so sensitive! Come on, lets kiss and make up, okay?" Yang playfully said. Junior stops and turns around. "Huh? Uh, okay."

"Sir? is this, even right?" Lillia looked scandalized by the script now seeing it first-hand. "This just screams 'wrong'. Also, no one would ever take that bait of kissing someone randomly. That's just weird."

"Yeah, we're going to have a long talk with the scriptwriters. Remind me later, Lillia." The Director slightly weirded out by what his scriptwriters were suggesting. While the Director doesn't even see them, he feels them as Summer, Tai, Raven, and Qrow were now glaring daggers behind him.

As they were about to kiss, Yang's face was way too close and Junior's face came in way too fast. Sharing an accidental kiss on camera as they quickly split apart from the accident. Everyone's blood went cold as heads turned and stared at Team STRQ with three of their members standing up and looking to commit mass genocide. Seconds felt like hours as everyone stood still. Everyone did not move a muscle as hell would break loose that could rival the God of Destruction. The Director was now signaling with his eyes to Lillia to give him a tranquilizer gun. Lillia covertly called in emergency services. Charles and his prop team were now armed with tranquilizer guns. Some of the crew found the ceiling and the floor more interesting but their legs are now looking for a reason to run as fast as possible. A pregnant pause followed as everyone's eyes look to their left, right, and team STRQ.

In the lounge, Ruby is armed with Crescent Rose as she plans to stop her Mother's team from killing everyone, Weiss had Myrtenaster at the ready, assisting Ruby on whatever they're going to do, Blake didn't bat an eye as she continued to read but her hands were sweating and shaking a little, Neo was ready to bail out of it along with Roman now gripping Melodic Cudgel with sweat beading from his forehead as the environment around them felt all the sudden cold that would put Atlas' winter to shame. Team STRQ were all standing except for Tai due to his injuries but even he was emitting a murderous aura that would split anyone's skull open.

Summer wielded Luminae with its blade glinting in the light, Raven unsheathed Omen, the red blade now looking bloodthirsty along with its user. Qrow wielded Harbinger looking to deliver death itself. More seconds pass as everyone stood still as if they're waiting for someone to shoot like an old-timey western movie waiting for high noon or some high suspense cliché.

"Lovely weather today ain't it?" Yang broke the silence with a forced smile.

Safe to say, shit hit the fan after that.

Take Three

Almost an hour later of running away from collateral damage and avoiding death itself, they manage to put the entirety of team STRQ to sleep as Charles devised a way to guarantee a dart in the most reckless way possible… by getting near them with the help of Neo, of course, Ruby took aim with a special cartridge from Charles and Weiss froze them in place. They manage to contain them. From this point and on everyone in the studio is now going to carry a tranquilizer gun as a safety precaution from now on. After a quick rest for the entire crew and cast, everyone seemed ready to record the trailer again.

"Okay, that was not fun at all, remind me to invest in tasers later on, just for this specific occasion when this happens again… also, we're going to have a very nice, long conversation with the scriptwriters." The Director cracked his neck, giving glares to the sleeping team STRQ piled on top of each other with darts sticking in different places on their bodies, he doesn't know if they overdosed on tranquilizers but after giving the entire crew and some of the cast the workout equivalent of how an Olympic athlete's daily routine, it's safe to say that he doesn't care if the tranquilizers gave them brain damage after all of that, 'They look so cute.' the Director thought but his brain entertained putting a bullet in each of them, he took 8 painkillers immediately and added 5 more for the migraine. Lillia wrote it down on her clipboard agreeing wholeheartedly to the decision.

The Director then grabbed a megaphone "Okay, after that whole debacle down, we're carrying tranq guns from now on." The crew nodded in agreement to that "Everyone, liven up we're taping once again." Everyone scrambled to their respective position in the studio "Yang! Say your line before the quote on quote 'kiss'" he air-quoted, "Just straight up punch Junior this time we'll just edit that mistake out."

"Yeah, mistake… stupid Uncle Qrow probably his fault as always," Yang grumbled as she got on the set with Junior.

After a few minutes, everything seems to be in order as we begin once again recording the trailer.

"Everyone ready?" the Director shouted through the megaphone in the comfort of his seat. Everyone nodded and some gave thumbs-up as they readied themselves

"and… Action!"

"Oh, Junior, I was just playing with you! Don't be so sensitive! Come on, lets kiss and make up, okay?" Yang playfully said again. Junior stops and turns around. "Huh? Uh, okay."

As he leans in, she punches him in the face sending him flying across the room. The henchmen run towards her, as they tried to tackle her down. Yang activated Ember Celica, she jumps to the air and punches down, sending everyone flying back. The remaining henchmen tried to fight her but she took them all out in a flurry of punches and recoil-enhanced kicks. The DJ pulled out a machine gun and started to fire upon her but she weaved through all of the bullets, she used Ember Celica's recoil to get up to the DJ and took him out stylishly. She looked back to the dance floor for the Malachite's to cue in but they weren't even there.

"Uhm? Direct?" Yang confusedly said.

"Cut!" the Director shouted through the megaphone as he facepalmed after that "Goddammit, where are those two? Junior!" Junior got back up and shrugged.

"Sir, I haven't seen those two all day," Lillia informed her boss.

He turned on the megaphone once again "Has anyone?! Seen those two?" Everyone shrugged.

The Director sighed as he got up and walked to the lounge area to question the cast and avoiding the sleeping team STRQ like the plague. Lillia followed suit.

"May I have your attention please?" The cast stopped what they were doing as they looked to the Director "Have you guys seen the Malachite twins?" After a few seconds of silence, Ruby out of all the people came up to him.

"They're in their rooms doing dress up or something. That's what I just heard before they bolted to their rooms." Ruby informed.

"Thank you, Ruby." He smiled at her. "You're welcome, Direct," Ruby said as she pranced back to her seat.

"You know, I could have asked Ruby and Weiss to take over the twins' roles for the moment." The Director said and looked to Lillia.

"So, what now?" Lillia asked.

The Director took a deep breath.

"Grab me the flamethrower."

Take Four

After traumatizing the Malachite twins, they were scared shitless of the Director and obediently walked to the set with Yang on top with the DJ supposedly.

"You know your lines, Malachite's?" the Director said the last part with venom.

The malachite twins nodded their heads in obediently

"and… Action!"

The twins strutted into the room giving their best as the Director watched every move the twins made with malicious intent and not that kind of malicious.

"Melanie, who is this girl?" Miltia asked her twin.

"I dunno Miltia but we should teach her a lesson."

Yang loads another belt of ammunition into Ember Celica but fails as the ammo did not click into place.

"Woops, that looks a lot harder than it looks."

Take Five

Yang tries to load another belt of ammo into her shotguns, she got it this time but they jammed when she tried to fire upon the twins.

"Dammit!"

"Yang, how do you even load those things?" the Director asked her.

"Uhm? Like any normal person would?" She tried to unjam her weapon but to no avail.

"Where's our weapon specialist?" the Director shook his head disappointingly but he felt a rush of wind that passes by him. He looked back up to see a trail of rose petals leading to Yang and upon setting his sights on the two, Ruby successfully unjammed the Ember Celica and fired…

Towards the Director.

The Director rolled out the way as the blast destroyed his chair, good thing Lillia was standing far away enough. He scowled at Ruby, who scratched the back of her head and forcing a smile. "Hehe… Whoops."

"That's coming out your paycheck, Ruby." He scowled even harder at her.

Take Six

"and Action!"

Yang reloaded Ember Celica successfully "Third's time the charm' she thought as she jumped and fired upon the Malachite twins. The twins evaded the shots by backflipping and engaged upon Yang. After a grueling ad-libbed battle, Yang came out victorious as Junior stepped into the scene holding his bazooka.

"You're paying for this," Junior growled.

'Ironic.' The Director thought as he continued to watch the scene.

Junior began his assault on her by launching a rocket towards her, she dodged and charged in as she weaved through his attacks and countered back as well. Junior then transformed his bazooka into a bat as they trade blows with each other. Time somehow moved slowly for Yang as she noticed strands of her hair pulled out. Yang grew angry which terrified everyone in the studio and ended the fight with a fierce punch that broke through a sheet of a green screen as planned… sort of. They weren't planning on her getting angry but that will work on the trailer. Ruby was already waiting on the other side waiting to deliver her line.

'All in all, I would consider that a happy little accident.' The Director thought.

Ruby stared blankly at her sister on the other side. An awkward silence filled the air.

"Ruby, that's your cue," Yang informed her.

"I know! I'm trying to remember my lines." Ruby blushed as red as her cloak in embarrassment.

The Director facepalmed and took in a deep breath and exhaled out.

"You had two lines, Ruby. Two lines." The Director brought out 2 fingers for emphasis.

"Sorry…"


Author's Note: Sorry for not updating. My College just put up examination schedules earlier and stressed me out but I managed to update the story little by little until I deem it complete and wow 6,000 words of not funny moments of the RWBY cast and crew. So leave a review, favorite, and follow and I'll see you on the pilot episode of RWBY: Take Two! Also 1000 views and over 20 favorites and follows! Thank you to everyone.

Not only did I tease (but I ain't shipping in this fic, sorry.) RoseBird, Bumblebee, actual facts on the show while in development and roasting myself, all in one fic. Who would've thought?