What's up everybody? Got a bit of news to say first.

I've got a lot of finals work for college coming up on me, so I'm going to be pretty exhausted soon. Next chapter may not be out in 4-6 days, so no need to worry that I quit writing this. I'll probably just be sleeping or some shit like that instead. Really need to stop staying up until 4 AM like I have been lately...

Anyways, hope you enjoy this chapter!

Though some of its louder occupants had been absent for a little over a week now, the cafeteria at Beacon Academy was still filled to the brim with the shouting of students. The bustling teenagers sat in their usual cliques at their usual tables, discussing various things from homework to gossip to things their parents wouldn't approve of them speaking about. One thing they weren't doing was throwing food at each other, and for that Glynda was relieved. Ever since that first food war, she had been diligent in her supervising duties and patrolled the cafeteria daily to prevent any such outbursts. She was glad that the students were so willing to fall in line and be civil.

Well, there was that incident between Yatsuhashi Daichi and Russel Thrush a few days ago. Glynda let that one slide, as the latter had been antagonizing one of the second year's teammates again even after he and the rest of his team had been reprimanded for their bullying ways last semester. Receiving a few bruises was the best way for Russel to learn, Glynda figured. It was one of those times to just let boys be boys.

She hated to think that it was something Ozpin would have done as well. That man was an enigma to her. One day he would be the wise leader type creating strategies in order to better protect their world, the next he would be doing pretty much what he was doing now.

Something completely ridiculous.

After she had called upon Qrow to keep watch over the whole debacle, Glynda had stopped trying to contact Ozpin after he refused to answer her calls. She figured that things couldn't get too out of hand there; Ozpin might be an idiot at times – okay, that was an understatement – but he knew how to get things under control when absolutely necessary. Branwen was there as well, so at least he had…

Now that she thought about it, maybe sending the alcoholic wasn't the best idea. Even Oobleck would have been a better choice than Qrow, who had a tendency to act rashly at times.

Glynda was kicking herself right now for not realizing her mistake sooner. She was gritting her teeth as she aggressively tapped her riding crop on her thigh. The last thing she wanted to do right now was go to that stupid house and scold them!

"Um, Miss Goodwitch? Are you feeling okay?"

Glynda snapped out of her anger and looked down at a concerned Velvet Scarlatina. The rabbit Faunus was a favorite student of hers, mostly due to the fact that she never acted out of line (unlike almost every other student at this academy).

"Yes, Ms. Scarlatina," she smiled faintly, appreciating her concern, "I am fine. There is no need to worry."

"Are you sure? It must be difficult running Beacon without Ozpin around."

"You would be surprised," Goodwitch replied, remembering the time Ozpin had locked himself out of his office and thought the best way to get back in was to climb up the side of the tower with two plungers. Getting him down from that without students taking notice was probably the most embarrassing thing on her resume.

"I bet Ozpin will be back from his trip to Vacuo in no time," Velvet said cheerfully, her ears bobbing as she tilted her head with a smile. "If you ever need any help with anything, then I'd be happy to help however I could!"

"I'll keep that in…" Glynda stopped mid-sentence, noticing the video feed on a nearby laptop belonging to Team CFVY leader Coco Adel, "Pardon me, Miss Adel, but what are you watching there?"

"Huh?" the fashionista pushed her designer shades down to get a better look at who was speaking to her, "Oh, this is that thing some of our friends went away to do. The reality show or whatever. You wouldn't believe some of the things they've been doing."

"Oh really?" Glynda raised an eyebrow at that, scooting in between Velvet and Coco on the seat, "Would you mind telling me about some of those things?"

Team CFVY shared puzzled glances at each other, shocked at Goodwitch's curiosity. A shrug from Fox Alistair implied there was no harm in telling her about what they had seen.

"Many things have happened there," Yatsuhashi said, swallowing a forkful of salad, "The first incident was when a case of alcohol was shipped to the home-

"WHAT?!" Glynda's jaw nearly dropped to the floor: that idiot actually gave those children alcohol?! "Don't tell me they drank it!"

"All in one sitting," Coco answered, "For a while I thought Yang and Belladonna were going to kiss. But then that happened a couple days later."

"Oh, that was funny!" Velvet smiled, bouncing in her seat, "And then that Adam guy fainted when they did it! I think it's cute how his assistant comes to his rescue all the time."

"I'm still peeved we couldn't see what happened when Emerald called the cops that one morning. Pretty sure Ironwood showed up and bribed the cops not to press charges."

Her head buried in her hands, Glynda was in full panic mode now. Underage drinking, debauchery between students, Ironwood of all people bribing cops…

Wait a minute.

"Ironwood?" Glynda looked up in realization, "What do you mean Ironwood?"

"You know, General Ironwood," Coco pointed at the bottom corner of the video feed where his name sat, "He's the one in charge of this whole thing."

"I still find it strange that he would host an event such as this," Yatsuhashi said, "I never took him as someone who enjoyed things considered fun in any-

The large boy was interrupted by Glynda once again as she shot up from her seat and stormed off, making a beeline towards the large pair of doors. That moron had gone too far, and it was time she found a way to put a stop to this even if meant that Ozpin's nemesis would claim victory. Glynda just didn't give a damn anymore.

"Is everything alright?" Velvet stood up and called to her. Her only answer was the loud slamming of the doors. "…I don't think everything's alright, Coco."

"I would have never guessed."

Hundreds of miles north of Beacon Academy, General James Ironwood sat in his office reading the daily newspaper. He had just returned from a long flight from Vale, having taken the weekend off to relax on familiar turf. Things had been surprisingly quiet lately in regards to conflict, and he was going to take advantage of the peace. Yawning, he propped his feet up on his desk, tossing his paper on the floor as he got ready to get some much needed sleep.

"Sir!"

Or not.

That nap would have to wait as Winter Schnee burst into his quarters, a laptop underneath her arm. Quickly positioning himself into a more dignified posture, he saluted the young woman. "Miss Schnee. Do you remember what I told you about knocking?"

"I'm sorry sir!" Winter bowed her head, "But I received an urgent message from Glynda Goodwitch of Beacon Academy. She wanted you to see this."

"See what, exactly?"

Winter walked up to his desk and opened the laptop. She pulled up the website Glynda had sent her a link to, and pointed to the small name in the corner of a video feed. "She told me that unspeakable things have been happening in this household my younger sister is currently residing in as part of a so-called 'bet' Headmaster Ozpin is having with the enemy. Those offenses include underage drinking and assumed bribery, not to mention impersonation of a military officer-

"Winter."

The hardened General's eyes were narrow slits, barely able to contain the rage fueling inside his cybernetic body. Ozpin was going to pay for ruining his vacation.

Oh yes, he was going to pay very dearly for this.

"Yes sir?"

"Get my airship ready. We're making a house call."