The Next Day
I hear the alarm clock blaring next to me, "fuckin sonuvabitch clock," I mumbled into my pillow.
Tapping the top of the clock a couple of times I managed to get it to shut up and I get up, "last night could have gone better, fuckin hell I need a drink," I said getting dressed.
"Morning Brian," Penny said walking in.
"Morning Penny," I said yawning.
"Anything I need to know about for today?" I asked while putting my helmet on.
"You still have a team meeting with RWBY today," she told me.
"Right, right, call them up and let them know to head to the library," I said grabbing a bottle of whiskey from my desk and pouring myself a shot.
"You sure it's a good idea to be drinking this early?" Penny asked.
"Penny I'm trying to convince myself that jumping off a cliff isn't the solution to my problems and even if I'm gonna be an alcoholic for a bit at least I'm not dead," I pause to drink my shot, "in any case this stupid system thing won't let me get drunk, I've tried trust me, I think I got down 3 bottles of whiskey and 2 bottles of vodka before I gave up trying to get drunk," I said sighing.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yes, now just drop the issue, I don't need Glynda or god forbid Ruby getting on my case about it," I said patting her back.
"Ok then, I'll be exploring the school grounds, see you at lunch," she said walking out of the room.
"Yeah you too," I said closing the door behind her, I'm just gonna take a moment to reflect and then I'm head out to the library.
Let's see, it's been what a month since I've been booted to this universe and what has happened, I've fought Roman Torchwick, I've been enrolled into Beacon, I made a new military force on remnant, which I'm affectionately gonna dub the Multiverse Republican Army, mostly because I'm using every resource I have at my fingertips and one of those resources is the fact that I'm able to call up military forces from the multiverse, had a massive fight at the docks, "and yet dealing with racism is the thing that scares me shitless," I said sighing.
Getting from my office chair I walk out of the dorm and towards the library.
—Books,Books,Books—
"Alright team RWBY, it's time we settle this whole debate on the White Fang v SDC," I said after loudly plopping a book down next to the two teammates who are glaring at each other.
"Weiss Schnee the floor is yours to state your case," I said sighing, why am I handling this like a court case Jesus.
"I've already said it last night, they've been in a war with my family, actual war, blood and all that," she said glaring at me.
"Okay then, Blake Belladonna state your case," I said looking at her and then at the two sisters.
Ruby had her head buried into her hands
Yang shrugged
Blake spoke, "it's because of people like her who continue to be prejudiced against Faunus that the white fang exists, and not to mention the SDC's business practices that are definitely discriminatory against the Faunus,"
"Okay then, let me just say that…you're both wrong and have clearly gone fucking soft in the head from your debate," I said looking at the both of them.
Both of them gasped in shock.
"How dare you!" Weiss said indignantly.
"For once I agree with her!" Blake said mad at me.
"Oh Jesus Christ," I muttered exasperated.
"Ruby, Yang, do me a favor make sure salt and pepper here doesn't get out of hearing range," I said before putting my head into my hand.
"Listen you two, when I say that you're both wrong I mean that you," I said point at weiss, "Are wrong when saying that every faunus is a dirty scoundrel who will eventually join the white fang, it is exactly that attitude which might force a faunus to join, because and this is true discrimination does wonders to people's self worth and finacial stability," I said to weiss to which she looked away indignantly.
"And you," I said pointing to blake, "are also wrong when say that the white fang are a group of very misguided faunus, for one, a group of misguided people, and yes that includes faunus, don't go around attacking transports of dust, or attack and board members of a highly renowned company, that's an act of fucking terrorism. They might riot, or do high amounts of vandalism on the spot, but attacking a convoy of dust, that shits premeditated, and moves it from a riot or general anger, to an act of terrorism, understand," I said to her exasperated, I mean I don't actually know shit about the long standing tensions between humans and faunus, but I do know enough about racism to try and at least get these two to shut the hell up, make up, and be friends again.
"Does that make sense to the both of you?!" I said now getting annoyed.
Sighing the pair say yes, "good now try actually talking it out, and Weiss," I said pausing for her attention.
"What?"
"Try to be less Racist, all that attitude is going to get you is killed, or at the very least horribly maimed," I said gently.
"Fine fine, I understand, Blake can we start from scratch?" Weiss said sticking her hand out.
"Of course," Blake responded by shaking the gesture of peace,
"Oh thank the gods, nice job Doc," Yang said patting my back.
"Doc?" I said smirking, I mean that's what my friends called me back on earth, mostly because my username was The US Doctor, but I never mentioned it on remnant … Fuck I should probably look into getting an interdimensional smartphone, and get discord, I'm pretty sure everyone thinks I'm dead...Fuck.
"Yeah, you know like a therapist?" Yang said to me snapping me out of stupor.
"Huh, I'll take it, better than vomit boy," I said cracking a joke at Jaune's expense.
Laughing a little, yang spoke, "Very funny, but you didn't throw up on my boots,"
"I suppose I didn't," I said looking at the monochrome pair, also a ship name, not my thing but it exists.
- end of chapter -
Well somehow I did it, I managed to force a peace treaty between the kingdoms of the Snow, and the Shade, jokes aside what do you guys think of the story so far because i I'm being fully honest I've just been doing improv and working off of what I figured the story would change with how I do stuff.
Anyways hope Y'all having a great day, see ya next chapter.
