Author's Note: Been a while, huh? 2 years at least. Sorry for not updating in so long, I just got hit with the case of "I'msuperboredofwritingrightnowsoI'mgonnaplayashittonofgames" syndrome.

I've read all the reviews you guys have posted over the last 2 years of me not updating, and for those worried about the OC Michael, he's just there for comedic purposes. The point of his character was to characterize Michael from Rooster Teeth, and the voice actor of Sun Wukong. I'm surprised that a lot of you didn't realize that lololol. Don't worry, he's not gonna make another appearance.

So I've gotten back into writing just in case you didn't notice. Although don't be surprised if I disappear again for 2 years or so after writing like 5-10 chapters. Also the title for this chapter rhymes.

By the way, I'm looking for a beta reader so hit me up with a PM.

EDIT 6/27/19: It seems Saitama is quite OOC here. That will be corrected in the future.

EDIT 2 6/27/19: Learned Saitama is immune to both heat and cold. Will be corrected in the future.

Chapter 6: Baldy Faction Takes Action?

"It's so cold..." Saitama thought first thing in the late afternoon as he shivered, his hand was groping around frantically trying to find at least a blanket to cover himself with, "I really wish... uh, what was his name again? Rayman? Roblox? I wish Rayman would have given me a dress to wear so I could at least use it as a blanket."

Sitting up, Saitama rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he looked around the room. He noticed that Genos was up and about, pacing the place with a thoughtful look on his face. The only people missing were Neo and Roman.

"Oi, Genos. Where's Rayman and Nico at?" Saitama asked, picking his nose.

Genos stopped his pacing and stared at his teacher, "Sensei, Roman stated earlier before we all went to sleep that the two of them would be gone first thing in the morning to meet with that Abitch person."

"Oh, okay."

Flicking a booger over to Roman's bed, Saitama stood up from the bed and yawned. Walking to the bathroom, he began his morning routine of brushing his teeth.

After finishing his morning routine, Saitama walked out of the bathroom with a growling stomach. The first thing that came to mind was food. He really really needed food right now. Speaking of food, Saitama smelled something delicious in the room.

"What's for breakfast, Genos?"

"Eggs and toast, sensei. It's all I could get for now while we're stuck in this world," Genos responded, walking over towards the only table in the room with plates full of eggs and toast.

Saitama scratched the back of his head at that statement as he sat down at the table. Grabbing a fork and a remote, he dug into his food while simultaneously turning the television on. Saitama silently noted that the food Genos made was quite good.

"Shocking news on Remnant today: Last night, tremors were felt mainly in Vale. The cause of it is unknown, but many were frightened and disturbed by the unnatural phenomenon. Investigators decided to investigate where it came from early in the morning, and were shocked to discover an enormous path leading to an undisclosed location. We'll keep you up to date with this story when we are allowed to disclose more information."

Saitama sweatdropped from what he heard on the news, "It was probably just an earthquake."

"A mosquito was found at the sight too."

Saitama burped as realization came over him, "Oops. Didn't think anyone would notice so fast."

"It seems they're talking about when you were trying to kill the mosquito, sensei," Genos pointed out the obvious, taking a seat across from Saitama as he focused his attention towards the television.

Saitama sneezed before replying, "I guess."

With Roman and Neo...

Roman and Neo had left their state of residency a few hours ago. Twirling his signature cane around in his hand, Roman walked side by side with Neo.

"Neo, what do you think of having those mutts serve under us?" Roman inquired, breaking the silence.

Neo tilted her head with a finger to her chin. Thinking about it for some time, she shrugged her shoulders and smirked up at Roman.

Roman smirked back, understanding her body language, "You have the right idea. Those mutts can be put to great use. Better than when they were in the White Fang. Especially with baldy around, I don't think they'll be disobedient pets."

Neo put a hand to her mouth, and silently laughed. Amusement flickering in her eyes at the thought of Saitama. She pulled out her scroll and began typing.

"Saitama is an interesting individual. Not just his strength, but his characteristics and personality."

Roman snorted, "Can't argue with that."

Currently, Roman and Neo were heading towards the location where Cinder ordered them to meet at. It was another part in their master plan is what Cinder told both Roman and Neo. The duo didn't know what it was gonna be about since Cinder has kept them in the dark about any of her further plans. The only people Roman could think of that would be let in on Cinder's future plans were her lackeys: Emerald and Mercury.

It was just a gut feeling, but he had full trust in it that his assumption was right.

Pulling out his signature cigar, Roman stopped real quick to pull out a lighter and light his cigar. Puffing out a cloud of smoke, he glanced down at Neo before continuing in his tracks.

"We're almost there. Get ready."

Neo nodded her head in response, amusement still present on her face. Typing on her scroll once more, she showed it to Roman.

"What are we gonna do after she informs us of what to do?"

Puffing out another cloud of smoke, Roman replied, "The plan is obvious. Abitch tells us our objectives, and we report back to the baldy and Genos. Baldy will come out of nowhere, and boom. Abitch and her lackeys are finished. The Baldy Faction prospers, and I rake in money left and right."

Neo smirked evilly as she typed something onto her scroll, "We should shave all the Baldy Faction members to be bald so Saitama won't feel bad."

Roman rolled his eyes, "Bald mutts are the worse. Though it does seem baldy is sensitive to being called bald."

Neo just laughed in silence at that statement, because it was true after all.

It wasn't long until the duo arrived at their destination.

"Alright, let's get rolling."

Back with Saitama and Genos...

"Oi, Genos. You think we'll be able to walk out in the open?"

"I'm positive, sensei. Our disguises are fool proof."

It hasn't been long since our favorite master and disciple finished their food. During that time, Saitama became bored out of his mind due to the lack of interesting shows to watch on the television. It was like the people on Remnant had an entirely different form of amusement compared to his own world.

So it ultimately brought him to the decision of wanting to go out. He was almost out of the door until Genos stopped him, and reminded him that they were wanted criminals still. Which brought them to their current situation.

Saitama was wearing a wig that was taken from the end of the mop in the closet, and his outfit was replaced with a pink dress.

Genos, on the other hand, was wearing sunglasses with an afro while he wore a long sleeve shirt, and had his chest padded with pillows cases.

"So... tell me why I'm wearing this? It's uncomfortable," Saitama deadpanned as he tripped over the silk of his dress and slammed face first into the table.

"It's your fool proof disguise, sensei," Genos replied as he watched Saitama stand up and stumble again over his dress.

"I wish Nico was here to disguise us," Saitama stated plainly.

Genos nodded his head in agreement, although not even once has he attempted to correct Saitama about his mistake of calling Roman and Neo, "Rayman and Nico".

"Sensei, what are we gonna do when we head out?"

Saitama spared him a glance before shrugging, "I dunno. You got money?"

Genos shook his head, "Unfortunately we have no lien, sensei."

"That sucks. I don't wanna pull another dine and dash again."

Genos merely nodded his head in agreement. It wasn't like they were already wanted criminals, but if they were to pull another dine and dash it could possibly become a habit. Then if they were to somehow find a way back to Z-City, and bring along this habit with them. It could get them into some troublesome situations back in their home world, possibly leading to some kind of demotion in the Hero's Association.

Still, his teacher was bored and needed something to do. So he had to think of an idea.

That's when it struck him.

"Sensei, how about we go and hunt some Grimm?"

Saitama seemed to perk up a bit at his question. Looking in Genos' direction, Saitama scratched the back of his head with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"I mean, I guess we could. Until Rayman and Nico get back at least."

Exiting their room, Genos and Saitama slowly made their way out of the hotel. Unfortunately the elevator had broken down, so the duo had to suffer by climbing down stairs that were 20 floors high. By suffering, they had to suffer through boredom of climbing down. Genos even pondered the thought of blasting his way down, but that would only give away his identity. Plus, he might somehow kill a bird like Saitama did with the pebble.

It could happen, no doubt.

Finally, after 10 minutes of constant walking down the stairs, the duo made it to the hotel lobby. Walking into the lobby, the duo attracted the attention of everybody.

"Why are they staring at us?" Saitama asked, confused.

"They must be amazed by how amazing we look, sensei," Genos answered as they walked pass several guys who blanched at their disguises.

"I don't think they're amazed..." Saitama deadpanned, hearing a man scream like a girl in the background.

"They aren't?!" Genos inquired, turning around to face Saitama with a shocked expression on his face.

Saitama sweatdropped, nodding his head in response, and watching Genos whip out his signature notebook to jot down God knows what.

"As usual, sensei has magnificent observation skills..." Genos muttered under his breath, still scribbling down notes.

Everyone in the lobby was focused on the unusual duo of Saitama and Genos. Some men were blanching at their disguises as others laughed at them. Not really affected by the attention, Saitama started digging his finger around in his ear; watching as one of the female employees of the hotel began walking over to the duo with a look on her face that basically said: "I don't wanna talk to these weirdos."

As the employee stood near the duo, her eye twitched, "Dear sirs, may I inquire as to why you're wearing those ridiculous outfits? Especially since one of your wigs happens to be part of a mop that the hotel company owns."

When she said that, the mop wig that Saitama wore fell off his head.

"Oops."

Then there was chaos.

"Sensei! I made a miscalculation, it turns out these weren't fool proof!"

"Uh, yeah..."

Bolting out of the hotel lobby at blinding speeds, Saitama and Genos sped off with their disguises unequipped. Saitama, who was literally naked to the world, ran side by side with Genos who was also naked in a sense. Genos' cyborg body was in full view now as they sped through the city of Vale. They passed by shocked and surprised citizens, and also those who cried out in fear of being ran over by the blurry figures passing them.

Keeping his pace with Genos' top speed effortlessly, Saitama glanced down at himself and sighed, "I wish I owned a pair of clothes. I still want those black suits and red ties too..."

Leaping onto the rooftops in order to avoid running citizens over, Saitama glanced at his surroundings. He could see that the news of their appearance was spreading fast due to the mass increase in authorities wandering the streets, and his sense of hearing could pick up shouting in the distance.

Down below, Genos was still weaving around the citizens as the wind generated by his raw speed blew some of them off their feet and onto their asses. Glancing up, Genos noticed that Saitama was up on the rooftops. Making a decision, he too jumped onto the roof of a building, and began following on behind Saitama. Their destination was going outside of Vale's borders so they could find some Grimm and hunt them down.

Focusing his attention onto Saitama's running form, Genos' eyebrows furrowed.

"Sensei, do you know which direction to head to in order to get out of here?"

Saitama twisted his head back to stare at Genos, "Nope."

He then promptly proceeded to trip over a random brick sitting on top of the roof they were on. At his speed, Saitama fell forwards at almost mach speed as he crashed through a chimney and then into a building. Genos stopped dead in his tracks, a sense of deja vu hitting him as he looked down at Saitama's figure, which was covered in rubble.

"Sensei, are you okay?!"

Pushing the rubble off of himself, Saitama replied, "Yeah."

Genos nodded his head, "Let's continue, sensei."

Saitama stood tall as he dusted himself off, "I'm glad one of those bricks didn't hit my balls."

He then proceeded to run again with Genos in tow behind him.

In Team RWBY's room...

Ruby Rose was thrilled, she was put on the same team as her sister Yang! Currently she was laying down in her bed at her team's dorm. They handmade their own bunk beds, albeit poor quality ones that were supported by towers of books. Apparently, she was made leader of the team by Professor Ozpin. She figured out why he decided to do it, but she was also surprised at the fact that her team name was RWBY. It was the same pronunciation as her actual name!

She felt giddy inside. Her sister had mentioned that she was the bee's knees, but she just wanted normal knees. She also happened to be the youngest person on the team, and she was made leader. Ruby wondered if Professor Ozpin was really right about her or if he was just a senile old man. Her worries were cut short though when Weiss huffed loudly, her disappointment being clear as day.

Sitting up, Ruby focused her attention on Weiss, hearing Yang speak.

"What's up, Weisscream?" Yang asked with a grin as the rest of her team members groaned at her awful pun.

Holding her scroll, Weiss flipped it around so the rest of her team could see it, "These new criminals are back at it again! Putting innocents in danger!"

"What criminals? Is it that Torchwick guy again?" Ruby asked, shooting up from her bed and making kung fu noises.

Weiss face palmed at her leader's immature actions, "No, Ruby. It's those new criminals who keep appearing on the news recently. The bald man and the apparent Atlesian prototype cyborg."

That's when Blake cut in, "Wouldn't you know if that cyborg was an Atlesian prototype? You are a part of the Schnee family after all."

Weiss tilted her head, "I'm not sure, but I'm sure my sister Winter would know since she's in the Atlesian military. It's in their fields after all."

Blake nodded her head, "I see."

"So what'd these two criminals do again this time?" Yang asked as she sat down on her bed.

"Well, maybe if you were to pay attention to my scroll that I am holding directly in front of everyone here. Then you would have known by now," Weiss replied while rolling her eyes.

"Sheesh, no need to be such a Weiss queen," Yang said, staring at said Ice Queen's scroll as her team groaned even louder this time at her pun, which was somehow worse than the first one, "So they caused more destruction again in Vale? Plus they were spotted in a hotel before all the chaos. I wonder what they were up to, heh."

"They were apparently spotted after one of their disguises fell off, which was a mop wig. Then the bald one ran away completely naked," Blake deadpanned as Yang's howling was heard in the background at the revelation.

"These guys are idiots!" Yang yelled, still laughing.

"Keep in mind though, they're still criminals," Weiss cut in, putting her scroll away, "They may be idiots, but they're still dangerous and powerful with the destruction they've caused as proof."

"I'm sure we could take them on," Yang said confidently.

Weiss rolled her eyes, "Leave it to the professional huntsmen and huntresses. We're still students you know."

"You're no fun at all!"

With Roman and Neo...

Inside of an abandoned warehouse far outside of Vale, Roman and Neo sat on crates. Neo had her back turned towards Roman while he was busy conversing with Cinder.

"So do what I owe you the pleasure of, Abit-" he coughed lightly, "Cinder?"

Roman cursed himself inwardly, he had almost called her Abitch right to her face! If he had finished that single word, his ass would be nothing but ashes. That fucking cyborg is influencing him more than he thought.

Taking the time to observe his surroundings, Roman noted that a large amount of White Fang (Baldy Faction) grunts were present here. He glanced at one of them, and the faunus recognized him immediately. He smirked slightly, if one of these White Fang (Baldy Faction) grunts recognized him immediately on sight and didn't say shit. Then that meant Adam had spread the news of Saitama. It seemed that Adam had also kept it a secret from Cinder too.

This was gonna go smoother than he thought.

His musing was cut off as Cinder responded to his previous statement.

"You've disappointed me, Roman."

Roman gulped, "I'm sorry to say, but me returning to you alive is disappointing?"

"It is good that you returned to me alive, but you let yourself get captured. Did you reveal anything?" Cinder demanded, narrowing her eyes as her outfit started to glow orange.

Roman shook his head, "Of course I didn't tell them anything. If I were to, I would be reduced to nothing but ashes by yours truly. Which is something I sure as hell don't want to happen."

"What happened to your captors?"

Roman gestured to Neo as he leaned on his cane for support, "That's an easy question to answer, gorgeous. It's always good to have Neo as backup, her semblance is very useful, you know?"

Neo twisted her head to face Roman and Cinder as she smirked at them before turning away, focusing her attention elsewhere.

Cinder seemed to have accepted Roman's answer, for now at least. The orange glow on her dress slowly fading away.

Roman took the fading color on her dress as a cue to speak, "I don't mean to be rude or anything, but what will our next plans of operation be, gorgeous?"

Cinder smirked lightly towards Roman, which sent a shiver down his spine. He did not like the feeling that smirk gave off. It was not out of amusement, it was like she was looking down at him because he was weak. Only for now, he would tolerate it because later on, she's going to regret every single thing she's done. He's going to make her get down onto her knees, and beg for mercy. Destroying that almighty attitude of hers.

"Roman, we have big plans for you... I hope you'll be entitled to a little cooperation?" Cinder inquired, a dark look appearing in her eyes.

Roman glanced back and forth, between Cinder and the White Fang (Baldy Faction) grunts, "As in cooperation, do you possibly mean continuing to operate with these mutts for a longer period of time?"

The orange glow returned to Cinder's outfit as she continued looking down at Roman, "Precisely."

"Going well so far," Roman thought as he focused his attention towards the White Fang (Baldy Faction) grunts. They were all glaring at him, due to him calling them mutts not too long ago. It looked like the grunts were ready to lash out at Roman any minute now, because he is famously known for being a racist against the faunus. Which is a fact that he's proud of.

"They can't attack me if they know about baldy, so I get to have a bit of fun poking them," Roman thought as he pulled out a cigar, but as he was about to light his cigar, it lit up on its own. Knowing who's the cause of it, Roman looked up at Cinder. His eyes narrowing slightly.

"We need more dust," Cinder informed.

Roman puffed out a cloud of smoke before sighing, "Great, more dust. It's not like we robbed most of the stores in Vale already to the point where crime rates have gone up dramatica-"

Roman's statement was cut short as Cinder threw a ball of fire, engulfing his cigar in flames. Swearing in surprise, Roman dropped the cigar and stamped on it once, extinguishing the flame instantly. Once he did, he looked up at Cinder, a thought running through his head, "That was my last cigar on hand, you bitch."

"Be a good subordinate, and do as I say," Cinder commanded, her attention focused solely on Roman, "If you don't, that cigar will be you next."

No matter how much he hated to admit it, Cinder was one scary bitch. Reaching into his pocket to pull out another cigar out of habit, Roman swore silently, making a note in the back of his mind to buy a few packs when he gets back.

He sighed, "Where do you want us to get the dust from, milady?"

"There will be a shipment of dust coming before the start of the Vytal Festival," Cinder started, the orange glow fading away once more from her outfit, "Of course, it won't be the usual amount you usually steal. It will be delivered by the SDC. I want you to take soldiers of the White Fang with you, and steal every ounce of dust on that shipment. If you succeed, you know what to do."

Roman smirked, "Of course. Is that all?"

"That will be all," Cinder confirmed.

"Consider it done," Roman replied.

Turning his back to Cinder, Roman began making his way out of the abandoned warehouse with Neo following on behind him. When the duo was about to leave the abandoned warehouse, Cinder's voice stopped them in their tracks.

"You better not disappoint me again, Roman."

"Trust me, you won't be," Roman replied without turning around, "Because you'll be more afraid than disappointed once they get in on this."

With Saitama and Genos...

Having made their way far out of Vale, Saitama and Genos had ran deep into a forest. Now taking a short break, Saitama was looking around at his surroundings while picking his nose. He was slightly confused because no matter how far they ran into the forest, there seemed to be no form of civilization near them. That didn't bother him though, he was getting tired of being chased by the police, and those huntsmen and huntresses. Turning around to face Genos, Saitama saw him tinkering around with his body parts.

"Genos, you think any monsters from our world will appear here?" Saitama asked, flicking a booger in Genos' direction.

Hearing his teacher speak to him, Genos gazed up at Saitama as the booger bounced off of his metallic body, "I'm not sure, sensei. I don't really have any other idea on how we got transported here besides our fridge."

"Oh, okay," Saitama responded, his figure becoming a blur as he blasted a hole through a Beowolf in the blink of an eye.

After blasting a hole through the Beowolf, Saitama and Genos saw a large bundle of black in the distance get closer to their location, meaning that the Beowolf Saitama killed wasn't alone. It was in a pack full of Beowolves, with there most likely being an Alpha Beowolf present in the pack. Genos saw the opportunity to gather more information on the Grimm of this world. Stepping forwards, Genos stood in the way of the pack of Beowolves.

"Sensei, allow me to finish them off," Genos said, noticing Saitama's stare.

"Ah, sure," Saitama replied with the usual blank look on his face.

Standing in place, Genos held out the palm of his hand towards the incoming pack, and used one of his more powerful attacks, "Incinerate."

A large concentrated beam shot from the palm of Genos' hand and barreled straight towards the pack of Beowolves, melting the ground underneath it in the process due to the intense heat it was radiating. The concentrated beam engulfed the entire pack of Beowolves, and instantly incinerated them as the only way you could ever tell that pack ever existed was due to the dissipating particles in the air. The aftermath of the destruction caused from Incinerate was immense. A large part of the forest was charred or melted by the intense heat, and the ground still had some embers and scolding hot areas left from Genos' attack.

"Those Grimm traveled in a pack," Genos muttered to himself, his arm falling back down to his side as he filed the piece of info into the back of his head.

Making a note to himself to visit the library some time when Roman and Neo get back, Genos looked up at the sky. Seeing that the sun was starting to set, Genos furrowed his eyebrows in thought.

"Sensei, it's starting to get dark. Should we head back?" Genos asked, his attention still focused on the setting sun.

"Sure, but our disguises," Saitama pointed out, glancing between himself and Genos. They would definitely be on the run again if they were to head back looking like themselves.

"We have nothing out here to use as a disguise, but it is getting dark. So we can use it as a camouflage," Genos proposed.

Saitama nodded his head, "Good thinking, Genos."

Having to wait for the sun to set entirely, Saitama and Genos decided to continue their Grimm hunting. After all, it was quite the boring day without the presence of Roman and Neo.

Trekking further into the forest, the duo encountered more Grimm along the way, but they were instantly destroyed by a punch from Saitama or incinerated by Genos' beams. It was to say the least... very disappointing.

"I can't believe humans here are struggling with the Grimm," Genos thought, blasting a hole through a Nevermore soaring above them and watching it fall down to the ground while dissipating.

The Grimm in the forest were being wiped out at an alarming rate by a naked man, and a cyborg. If the Grimm could think, they would think at how absurd the situation was. Their numbers were falling like crazy, and they could do nothing about it. It was like the duo were both walking calamities, bringing disaster to the Grimm.

It was getting a bit darker now, but the sun still had a little ways to go before it could fully become nighttime. Saitama and Genos cleared out a large portion of the Grimm in the forest, so much that the areas free of Grimm expanded several miles. It was safe for now, until the Grimm start reappearing in the area with even larger numbers. Knowing that the area was safe, Saitama sat down and began relaxing whereas Genos didn't sit down. Having noticed two presences get close, Genos went to confront them.

Running towards the two unknown presences, Genos leaped up into the air and axe kicked one of the two, cracking the ground and cratering it slightly with the raw strength behind the kick.

"Whoa, whoa! Calm down you shitty cyborg! It's us!" came Roman's voice as he blocked Genos' leg with his cane.

Hearing Roman's voice, Genos' eyes widened before he jumped back slightly to give Roman some room, "I didn't know it was you two."

"Yeah, we could tell. Specifically me, since I had to block that kick of yours," Roman replied in a snarky tone, "You even dirtied my outfit."

Genos cocked an eyebrow, "Maybe you shouldn't wear so much white."

Roman jabbed his cane against Genos' chest, "We may be on better terms, Genos, but no one makes comments about my fashion sense."

Behind Roman, Neo held a hand to her mouth as she laughed silently while holding her scroll with her other hand, "You two get along so well."

"Do we?" Genos asked, reading Neo's message.

"Barely," muttered Roman, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Oh, it's Rayman and Nico," Saitama said as he walked up to the trio.

Both Roman and Neo's eyes widened upon seeing Saitama's state of attire, once again, he was butt naked in front of them. Roman sighed as Neo started taking pictures with her scroll, her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth.

"Why the fuck are you always naked, baldy?!" Roman yelled, losing his composure.

"I don't know, don't ask me," Saitama replied with a confused expression, "Weirdo."

"Weird? You're the weird one! You're always naked and you didn't even get my name right! It's Roman, not Rayman!"

"You didn't get mine right either, you called me Nico. It's Neo."

Saitama picked his nose, "Oh, I forgot."

Roman sighed, "Stupidly overpowered strength, and a stupid mind."

"As much as I enjoy the sight, can you put on some clothes?" Neo typed on her scroll, shoving it into Saitama's face.

"Sensei doesn't have clothes though," Genos butt in, staring down at Neo.

Putting a finger to her chin, Neo thought for a second before looking over at Roman.

"Get Roman to take off his suit and hand it to Saitama. He is a head taller than him."

Genos took in the new information and compared the heights of Saitama and Roman, and indeed, Roman was much taller than Saitama, "You're right."

"Alright fine," Roman replied, taking off his suit and throwing it over to Saitama, "It needs to be washed anyways. Just don't destroy it like every other pair of clothes you have."

Tick marks appeared on Saitama's head as he wrapped Roman's suit around himself, "Oi, it isn't my fault okay..."

"Sure, sure it isn't," Roman replied sarcastically as the tapping of Neo's scroll was heard in the background.

"What were you two doing out here anyways? Did you miss us that much?"

Genos shook his head, "No. Sensei was bored, so I proposed for us to hunt down some Grimm. While on our way here though, the disguises we used failed and we were chased by the police and huntsmen again."

"Not a surprise," Roman said, rolling his eyes, "You know, as much as I love to chat with you guys in a Grimm invested forest. I would really love to head back to our room now."

"Me too."

Noticing that it was basically nighttime now, Genos nodded his head in agreement, "I guess you're right. It's a good thing Neo is here now for she can use her semblance on us."

"That's why I keep her around me at all times."

"She would be good for when I need to go to bargain sales," Saitama deadpanned.

"You don't have money though."

"Ah, I forgot."

Neo smirked, before using her semblance on everyone present. Creating an illusion that they were different people, the group of four began their journey back to Vale.

"Oi, why am I always bald?"

Arriving back to their hotel room on the 20th floor, the group of four spread out to their individual spots. Genos took a seat at the table as he turned the television on. Saitama went to the bathroom to take a piss. Roman sat on his bed, unknowningly touching Saitama's booger from this morning with his hand as he let out an exhausted sigh. Neo took her place on Saitama's bed, eating her favorite ice cream with a small smile on her face.

Taking his hat off and placing it on the stand right beside his bed, Roman ran his hand through his hair, the booger sticking to his hair without him knowing, "You know, Abitch was really being a bitch today."

Genos spared him a glance, "Seems she lives up to her name. What did she tell you?"

Roman chuckled, "Another dust robbery, except this one's a big load. You know what the Vytal Festival is?"

Genos switched the channel from the news to some random cartoon, "No, I do not know of the Vytal Festival."

"Of course you don't, you don't know anything. You didn't even know what an aura and semblance was," Roman grumbled, "Starting to think you're an alien or something."

"You're not far off," Genos thought, focusing his attention onto Roman, "Tell me about the Vytal Festival."

Roman sighed, "Well, it's an international festival held every two years. It was an event formed after the Great War eighty years ago. It's held in a different kingdom every 2 years, and this year it's going to be held in Vale. Basically, an event that allows people from other kingdoms to visit the parades, and other attraction sites. Huntsmen and huntresses in training from other kingdoms will also come to the Vytal Festival to participate in the combat tournament. Got all that in your head?"

Genos nodded his head, "I see. The Vytal Festival does sound interesting, but what does it have to do with what Abitch told you?"

"She wants me to steal a cargo of dust from the Schnee Dust Company. They'll be delivering it right before the Vytal Festival," Roman informed, laying down on his bed, "But the thing is, I won't be doing it for her. I'll be doing it for the Baldy Faction."

Genos cocked an eyebrow, also taking note of how long Saitama's piss was taking, "What about the Baldy Faction? Sensei and I are apparently apart of it but we don't even know what's going to happen."

Roman sat back up, and smirked at Genos, "The two of you will be coming with me to steal the Schnee Dust Company's cargo supplies of dust. We also have some White Fang grunts that she assigned to be a part of the operation, but she didn't know that the grunts are also informed of our newest affiliation."

Now standing up and pacing the room, Roman continued, "We'll be meeting up at the ports of Vale, hiding and waiting for the Schnee's ship to arrive. When it does, we strike, steal the dust, and foil Abitch's plan by stealing all the dust for ourselves in order to piss her off. Which will then supply the Baldy Faction with a large abundance of dust that can be turned into weapons of mass destruction. After we do that, we will find a base of operations - our headquarters if that's what you wanna call it - and set up camp there. Then after that, we introduce Abitch to Saitama, and we continue on from there."

Genos wasn't really up for the idea, if he went with it that meant that he was committing a crime willingly, and he was a certified hero in his world. His world. Right, Genos wasn't in Z-City or in his world anymore for that matter. He believed that he and Saitama would return eventually, so where's the harm in doing stuff a bit differently in this world? If it involves killing though, that would be whole different topic entirely. He could kill monsters back in his world easily, but if it involved another human, it would be something that he has never thought about before. He shook his head, Roman never said that they would be killing anyone, just taking some dust.

So he made his decision.

"Fine, I'll go along with you, but I'm not sure about sensei," Genos said, his gaze flickering over to the bathroom with the broken door.

"Speaking of baldy, he's been taking a long piss," Roman pointed out.

"I'll check up on him."

Standing up, Neo walked over to the open bathroom door and looked inside. What she saw was a sleeping Saitama with no pants on, laughing silently she took a picture on her scroll, and threw her empty cup of ice cream at him before walking away.

"He fell asleep on the toilet."

"What an idiot," Roman muttered.

"Sensei is a genius!" Genos exclaimed, whipping out his notebook as he began scribbling stuff related to being able to sleep anywhere at any time.

"You'll write anything down," Roman said, walking over to his bed and crawling underneath the covers, "I'm gonna go to sleep. I have plans to make tomorrow."

Neo nodded her head in agreement, not because she had plans tomorrow, but because she felt the drowsiness kick in. It really was a long day for her and Roman. Crawling underneath the covers of Saitama's bed, Neo closed her eyes and fell asleep instantly.

Genos decided that it was time to call it a day as well.

The next morning...

First thing that Saitama noticed in the morning when he woke up, was that he was freezing, and that he had not only fell asleep on the toilet, but forgot to flush it as well. Sitting up, his legs felt a bit cramped. Stretching would solve the problem with his slightly cramped up legs. He looked down at himself, and realized that he still needed proper clothing.

"I need to be more careful when I'm fighting. It always results in me losing my clothes..."

After stretching his legs for a bit, Saitama walked over to the sink and began brushing his teeth to get started on his morning. He heard shuffling in the room as Roman poked his head into the bathroom, eyes half open.

"Baldy, hurry the hell up," Roman croaked quietly, before yawning.

Spitting into the sink, Saitama spared a glance towards Roman, "Ah, sorry. I'll be done in a minute."

Roman walked away, not without telling Saitama to put some pants on first. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Roman sat down at the table. Pulling out his scroll, he began drawing future plans for the Baldy Faction, and if one of the plans were to ever fail, he always had an escape plan ready.

Speaking of plans, Roman remembered that he still needed to inform Saitama of the operation that Cinder assigned to him.

Hearing Saitama walk out of the bathroom, Roman placed his scroll down on the table and turned around to face him. Coming face to face with Saitama, Roman stared at him.

"What? Is there something on my face?" Saitama asked with a confused look on his face.

Roman ignored Saitama's question, "Baldy, I still need to tell you the operation Abitch gave to me yesterday."

A look of realization dawned on Saitama's face as he sat down on his bed, unknowningly squishing both of Neo's legs underneath the cover.

"Oh, how'd it go?"

"It went well," Roman replied, "We got orders to steal dust again."

Saitama nodded his head, not really listening, "Cool."

"Make sure you're listening, baldy. I'm gonna give you a breakdown of the plans. Few months from today, right before the Vytal Festival, we're gonna be stealing dust from the Schnee Dust Company's cargo ship. They are known to be one of the largest producers and exporters of dust in the world. Abitch wants me to steal the dust and bring it to her, but instead of that, I'll be bringing the dust over to the Baldy Faction's side. After we do that, we find a base of operations then you'll introduce yourself to Abitch as the leader of the Baldy Faction. Then when we get that out of the way I'll be raking in cash left and right."

Saitama frowned, "Why am I the leader? Plus what if I don't wanna meet her."

Roman ignored Saitama's statement, "You'll finally get some cash, and a change of clothes for once."

"Okay, I'm in. You're not gonna scam me, right?"

Roman rolled his eyes, "No, I'm not gonna scam you. I don't wanna be beaten into the ground again."

"Thanks. So what are we gonna do in the meantime? I get bored easily, you know," Saitama said, laying down on his bed now... or more specifically right on top of a suffocating Neo.

"Oh, you know, make some lien and whatnot. Since my good pal Neo decided to spend all of my cash," Roman replied, his eye twitching slightly at the memory as he watched Neo's thrashing form struggle underneath the covers.

"Speaking of Noel, where is she?"

"You're laying on top of her, baldy."

"Oops. Sorry Noel."

Gasping for air as Saitama got off of her, Neo glared daggers at the bald hero. Her hair all jumbled up from sleeping while her legs were completely numb due to Saitama sitting on them for so long.

Grabbing her pillow, Neo chucked it at Saitama's face. The pillow smacked into his face harmlessly.

"You almost killed me, you stupid idiot. Also, my name is Neo, not Noel."

"Sorry, I didn't know you were there," apologized Saitama, tossing the pillow back to Neo.

Catching the pillow, Neo shot a quick glare at Saitama. Regaining the feeling in her legs, she jumped out of bed and opened up the closet. Pulling out an outfit that Saitama was all too familiar with, Neo turned around to face Saitama with a smirk as she tossed the outfit towards a wide-eyed Saitama.

"Oooh! My hero outfit!" Saitama exclaimed, catching it and inspecting it thoroughly. Deeming that it was indeed his outfit, he immediately put it on. Finally, he had something covering his privates for the first time in forever.

Neo looked back to the closet, and began rummaging around in there. She pulled out Saitama's signature red rubber gloves and boots. Tossing them over to him, she saw in the corner of her eye that he had put them on immediately.

"Where'd you get it from?" Saitama asked, enjoying the feeling of his original outfit.

"I went out yesterday morning to get you a new set. When we first met, I assumed you just liked wearing it, so I decided to get you another pair."

Saitama nodded his head, "I see."

Outside the borders of Vale, a dusty old crow came upon the clearing where Genos' Incinerate struck.

Circling around the area of destruction, Qrow's eyes narrowed.

"Ozpin should know about this. First, the queen has pawns, and now over half the Grimm outside of Vale were wiped out. Something big is coming."

After flying and observing the area for a while longer, Qrow flew towards Vale.

"I guess I'm gonna need more than a couple of drinks when I get back..."

Author's Note:

Edit: I forgot that Saitama trained years without using an AC, giving him heat immunity. I'm not sure about the cold so I'm just using it as an excuse for comedic purposes.

Wow, it's been a long time since I last wrote a chapter for this story. Not gonna lie, it was pretty difficult since I had to get back into the flow of the plot and whatnot. Let me know if I did a good job at resuming it. If you noticed any details that just aren't right, and were mentioned in previous chapters, do let me know.

I hope the chapter had some good humor moments, since I don't wanna force the humor. You might have noticed that we're obviously diverging and making changes to canon, instead of the usual crossover plot of just retelling the canon plot but with an additional character. So be ready, and if you're wondering if I'll add OCs just to make a difference to canon, the answer to that is: No. There will be no OCs who play a part in the plot of the story, because they ruin everything.

It will only be Saitama and Genos who cause the changes and divergences in canon, and also now with the backstory of Ozpin and Salem being revealed, it just makes me excited for what's to come in the future of the story with Saitama and Genos being mixed in.

Do leave a review on what you thought of this chapter. If it was good quality, or poor quality due to my lack of writing over the years. As usual, criticism is appreciated. Also point out any mistakes that you notice in the chapter, I'll fix it up right away for a better reading experience.

See you next time, this will be the longest A/N I'll ever write for this story due to my return. After this, I'll keep it brief so I don't take up too many words. :)