Chapter 4: I Know He Hears Me When My Feet Get Weary...

"What the fuck happened here?"

"Ma'am, about two hours ago, the police reported a group of White Fang members broke into the Lark household and murdered the parents.

"Shit, wh-"

"-But their son, Sky, hasn't been found. The same officers stated that they saw the White Fang fleeing from the scene with a small body in a sack, obviously struggling to get out. It was most likely Sky Lark."

"Fuck... FUCK!- Those goddamn cretins! Where did they run off to?"

"About south-east from here, bu- BUT, BUT, ma'am, Ziz, please calm down-"

"-No no no- the Lark's were good people! They didn't deserve this! I'm going to get my hands on those shit-eating cock-suckers!" I'll fucking force each of them to eat their own filthy fucking flesh!

"Ziz- ZIZ! Wait!"

"Now now, Sure-Shank, don't go after her."

"B-But Richard!"

"Don't worry for her health, if that is what you're worried about. What we should be scared of is if she accidentally kills Sky in this fit of rage. Or if she doesn't let any of the White Fang live; we could find use in interrogating one of them on the whereabouts of their bases here."

"..."

"... Well, as long as we're waiting, I'll prepare some tea for her return. I hope those terrorists didn't destroy the kitchen in the process of this... heinous act..."


"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"Should we wake Cardin up?" Sky whispered, looking over Russel to see their leader slumbering like a gentle giant, slumped over the long desk of their row with his mouth agape for any flies to go into.

"Nah," Dove replied, "if Port wanted him to be awake, he'd tell us to wake him up by now. He's not annoying anyone with snoring either, so... yeah, just leave him."

Sky nodded, pursing his lips as he thought about it, and went back to working on their assignment. Lark would have waken up their leader anyway, just so he could do work and suffer like they were doing, if it hadn't been for the fact Cardin was a savant when it came to grimm studies.

So far in the past few days, CRDL have been having a good time. No one has given rude remark about them as they walked by, no one purposefully got in their way, no one has tried to pick a fight with them, no one just seemed eager in general to ruin their time her at Beacon. Dove, Russel, and Sky just attributed this to the possibility that Cardin has instilled new a new fear of them in their fellow huntsmen-in-training when he had layed a vicious smackdown on Coco, one of the top second-year students in Beacon today. No one would want to mess with a team who's leader took out one of the toughest students at Beacon in what was essentially a squash match.

Also horribly maiming one of the other students before going into the amphitheater with just a single kick to the face might have helped as well, CRDL didn't know.

But whatever the reason is, they were grateful for it because of how it had rendered Cardin into a passive giant for the past few days; Russel, Dove, and Sky hoped it would continue like this for the rest of the school year, where they don't have to constantly try their damnest to keep Cardin calm and collective. But in reality, they know one day some poor schmuck will come in and sour Cardin's mood, but for now, they might as well enjoy it.

"Cardin?" The bombastic professor caught the attention of CRDL except for Cardin himself. "Could one of you boys wake him up?" Port politely asked, prompting Russel to smack his leader upside of his covered head, getting one of the weirdest grunts he, or anyone else in the lecture hall had ever hear, almost sounding like a rough cough mixed with a mewl of pleasure. The Winchester raised his head up to look over at Thrush, flaring his sharpened teeth as if he was about to eat Russel's flesh in retaliation for daring to strike him. "Cardin, come outside with me. I wish to speak with you."

But fortunately for the punk-speedster, Port was their to pull Cardin's attention away from him. Winchester hesitated for a few seconds before simply nodding his head, getting up out of his seat and lumbering down the row. Port then took him outside from the room, closing the door behind them and inadvertently prompting multiple students to speak among each other slightly-higher than acceptable volume, while the rest of CRDL remained silent, with little enthusiasm to help them with finishing the assignment.

"Hey, Dove?" The brunette raised his head up when hearing the soft voice, swiveling his vision to his left to see Ruby, whom he had forgotten was even sitting next to him in the first place since she was late to sit next to anyone of her friends or teammates.

Albeit he was mystified by the fact Ruby was just talking to him, he still responded with, "What?"

"Is... is Cardin having trouble sleeping at night?" Dove could feel Russel and Sky glaring daggers at the back of his head, telling his somewhat-pudgy being not to mess up with answering her. It was enough to get a cold sweat out of him and a quiet gulp before giving his answer.

"Well... yeah, he is. Cardin suffers from... ai- restless leg syndrome."

"Oh no."

"Yeah," Dove said back, now feeling even more befuddled by hearing pity in her face for his brother, "it's... it's pretty bad. Combined with the fact for some reason his body is more warm than the average person, it basically gave him insomnia. He doesn't go to sleep around like... eleven, and maybe twelve. Then he will wake up one or two hours earlier than us and can't go back to sleep after that." Dove purposefully excluding one crucial detail would have earned him a small "Good job!" from Russel and Sky if it wasn't for the fact Ruby was right there next to him. "That's why he sleeps all the time during the day, and also grouchy."

"Oh, poor Cardin." Again, hearing someone other than Russel, Sky, Richard, and occasionally Ziz, sound genuinely sorry for Cardin still weirded Dove out, and was now doing the same for Lark and Thrush as well. It was so strange that they started to think Ruby was just faking all of this pity. But then why would she do that in the first place? They didn't know; maybe she really did feel bad for Cardin.

"Yeah, Cardin... I wish there was something we could do to help him. Everything we try never works..." Bronzewing stayed silent on that note, sitting there with a gloomy, thousand-yard stare, quiet for a few seconds before looking back down at his paper, going back to writing as Ruby looked at him a bit longer before returning to her paper too...


"What'chu want, Professor?"

"Cardin, my boy, you know that you're my best student I've ever had, right?"

"... No, I didn't know."

"Ah, well, you are. Never in my life have I ever met a person like you who know so much about grimm. Their behavior, their preferred environments, the different types of grimm encountered- why you've even taken the time to study even the most obscure of them."

"Yeah... yeah. Thanks Port."

"Yes, well, that is why I want to ask you if you would... mind tutoring one of your fellow students."

Cardin's inflated ego and confidence faded a little, with his little smile doing the same, wondering if he should accept it.

"Do... I get anything in return?"

"Well, I will be giving you extra-credit for doing this."

"Okay, cool." Cardin said, nodding his head. "And who... is it you want me to tutor?"

"Yang Xiao Long."

Cardin hissed at a rather high volume, almost sounding like a King Taijitu, almost giving the burly professor a heart attack for how unexpected and feral it was.

"You don't have to do it, Cardin, I'm just asking you if you'd like to do it." Port attempt to calm Cardin was commendable, that is if Cardin was actually enraged. But in actuality, Cardin was just unsure of doing his, tutoring a girl who's little sister was kidnapped by him.

"No, no, it's just..." Cardin licked his lips as he rubbed his hooded cranium, pondering on the offer. Cardin didn't need the extra credit, he knew that. His confidence in himself passing Port's class was so high that he believed that he could just sleep through every lesson and later on acing the tests as they came. It was working in reality after all. But then what would he lose in return of rejecting it? Building good relations with Yang was the only thing he could see himself getting out of this, yet does he need that? Maybe not, Cardin feels he could just go on through the rest of Beacon's curriculum just fine with Yang hating him. Yet with that in mind, Cardin knew there would be benefits if he managed to befriend, or at least improve relations with Yang while tutoring her. And if it doesn't work, than at least he'll be getting extra-credit out of it.

So he accepted the job. "Sure, yeah, I'll tutor Yang."

"Ah wonderful, my boy, I'll tell her about it after class and you two can start meeting each other in the library tomorrow after you're all finished with your classes."

Cardin nodded his head before speaking again, "Yeah, alright. Also, can I go to the bathroom?"

"Oh, but of course Cardin." The young man thanked the professor before walking pass him, soon hearing the door to Port's lecture hall close shut as he passed a corner leading into empty hallways, leaving Cardin to wander in peace throughout the corridors until he found the men's bathroom, entering the empty facility and using one of the urinal to relieve himself with a huge sigh of joy, bending his neck back and letting his lengthy tongue flop out, feeling the bathroom light warm his skin as the last drop came out.

After zipping back up, washing his leather gloves and drying them, Cardin exited the bathroom right as a certain someone passed by the door, getting her attention to look back to see Cardin, with his hidden gaze looking right at her dark-brown eyes, which were too hidden behind those black aviators of hers, which did little to hide the sense of worry that took hold of her as she watched Cardin's mouth form into a sick toothy grind wanting to taste her.

"Hey Coco," just hearing his voice again was enough to make her breathing stutter, watching, with his feet creating rough echoes throughout the almost void hallways as he walked up to her, soon feeling his warm breath hit her face. Coco ended up having to take a few steps back as the giant Winchester encroached upon her personal space, eventually hitting her back up against the wall, feeling a knot being tied in her chest as she watched Cardin lower his head in an angle where she could see his eyes beneath his black hood for the first time ever. "It's nice to see your little ass again, sweetie."

"B-Back off Cardin." He had to admit: hearing Coco stutter from fear aroused his twisted mind, prompting him to bring his left hand up to twirl one of his fingers in those long, wavy, caramel locks of hers, further unnerving Coco with his audacity to be invading her private space like this.

"Coco, I've been thinking of... what would be the perfect time for me to," Cardin gently brushed the side of his right, gloved hand up against her slightly reddened cheek, making her muscle tense while he closed the distance between their faces, "... take your sweet little ass and fucking break it."

"C-Cardin-"

"And you know what?" Cardin brought his mouth close to her right ear, blowing hot air on it to effectively give Coco goosebumps as her body temperature rose in response, while at the same time making her breathing stutter again, with Cardin's chest and stomach pressed up against hers, and his left arm now wrapping around behind her neck, feeling his fingers proceeding to grab hold of her right shoulder. "I think... I want to do that now."

"What? Now? O-out here?" Coco asked in a barely noticeable higher pitch, biting her bottom lip with her cheeks now fully blushing at the though of Cardin just ravaging her body out in the hallway, where any students or a faculty member can just stumble upon her gasping and moaning as the Winchester fucked her to death.

"No you stupid idiot, then we'd get caught. I'm talking about taking you back to my room."

"Oh."

"So come on." Cardin pulled back, grabbing her arm as he started to moved, forcing her to stumble about until she stopped herself from moving, prompting Cardin to stop as well to look back, visibly annoyed, snaring his teeth to say, "What now? We made a deal, Coco."

"I-I know. It's just-"

"-What? I'm sure you can afford to miss a few classes"

"I... I don't want to be seen walking over to your room with you." Cardin's lips morphed into a frown, letting go of her as he nodded his head, understanding that Adel might not want anyone getting any ideas of what they're doing. Even if they were traveling in-between periods, all it would take is just one student to see them and spread rumors.

"Okay... okay, yeah. Just... stay far behind me, but not too far to the point that you lose me. Okay?"

With butterflies in her stomach, Coco reluctantly said, "Yes." And with that, Cardin left her, leaving Coco to stand, thinking of running while he had his back turn, or potentially hiding in the girl's bathroom. The only problem with those plans was that Coco was sure Cardin would easily catch her if she ran, or that he wasn't above breaking down a stall door and dragging her out.

So she waited for a few more seconds, a few more, a few more, until she starting walking in Cardin's direction, getting a twisted smile to sprout up from hearing the ever-so faint footsteps behind him. His hearing allowed him to carefully listen to the pitter-patter of her nervous feet as he payed attention to where he was leading her, encountering the occasional student or faculty member who payed them no mind as they passed by.

Coco would be lying if she said she was not scared right now. With each step taking them closer and closer to Cardin's dorm, the more the thought in her head fretted over Cardin not using protection, or Cardin taking actual chunks of flesh out of her with his teeth, or just how long he would take in general. But one thought that filled Coco with fear was that she would end up getting pregnant with a Winchester. Coco knew she could just get an abortion if that happened, but what if Cardin wasn't? What if he just forced her to keep the kid?

'Nonsense,' she thought, feeling all that blushing fear for what was about to happen as they entered a dorm building, 'that asshole can't force me to keep a kid I don't want,' with that being the final though as she found Cardin, waiting by his dorm room for her, sneering with lust for Coco. She gulped before she approached him, prompting the giant student to open the door and enter, waiting for Coco to reluctantly enter, feeling those butterflies starting to flutter hard and wild when seeing Cardin shut that door behind her.

"Okay, Cardin, so..." She trailed off as she watched Cardin take his red-lined, black leather gloves off of his hands, with thick, fat fingers that, much to Coco's shock, had white claws with rounded points, rather than being normal finger nails on the end of his fingers.

"Man, you're lucky I don't sharpen these." That didn't make Coco feel any better though, not taking her eyes off of this physical abnormality, not even noticing Cardin taking off his favorite poncho of a similar design, not until she saw it being slung onto one of the crates in their room, making her look back up at him to see his burnt-orange hair combed backwards, a strong jaw-line with a well defined chin, and those eyes, where the white is instead of a golden color, and his pupils were just pure black.

Coco would rather break both her arms than saying it, but Cardin is attractive to some extent. His razor teeth, clawed hands, and despicable personality just kill off the rest of the handsomeness in him that would make him the sexiest young man in Beacon.

"Okay," Cardin started, seething with anticipation as he walked over to Coco, who had just finished studying Cardin's features fast enough to bring her back down to Remnant in that previous state of flustered and worry, her cheeks turning red and burning again as he wrapped one arm around her waist, the other around her neck, and just lifted her up to line their faces up, getting a small gasp of surprise that was quickly shut up when Cardin locked his lips with hers.

Immediately, Coco wrapped her legs around his waist, but started pressing her hands up against Cardin's chest to push him away, wanting to desperately breath as she closed her eyes in fury while his long tongue pressed up against her closed teeth. Irritated with this, the Winchester brought one of his hands to her ass to violently grab her cheeks through the tights, roughly mashing the mound between his clawed fingers. Coco's eyes almost rolled to the back of her skull as Cardin finally pulled back to let her breath and moan freely, her face now red as a beet while he took off her sunglasses with little resistance, casually throwing them onto Russel's bed to see her eyelids halfway-opened while he still recovered from suffocating, heavily breathing through her mouth while Cardin still played with her ass, giving him a window to get into her mouth.

He proceeded to bring his lips back to hers, catching her off guard with his lengthy tongue getting into her mouth to wrestle with her own tongue. Again though, Coco started pushing against Cardin, further angering to the point of grabbing the back of her head with his free hand, entangling his fingers with her short brown hair as he pushed hard, overpowering Coco easily to deepen the rough make-out session, allowing his tongue to dominate and violate her mouth with little effort, effectively melting Adel's mind as her body temperature raised to the point that she swore she was going to have a heat stroke, further mewling in what was now pleasure, now wrapping her arms over Cardin's broad shoulders, feeling his tongue almost reaching down into her throat, and his erect member beneath his pants, rubbing up against her covered pussy, which now started to become damp from Coco's acceptance, and excitement, for what whatever happened.

Eventually, Cardin pulled again, with a few lines of saliva stretching between his Coco's lips, who started to pant like she had just ran a marathon, resting her head on his right shoulder with her dark-brown eyes growing weary from the heat and pleasure she was feeling from just making out with Cardin, still holding onto him with a vice-grip with her arms, while he still kept on groping her ass cheeks, not caring if he started to rip apart her tights, or scratching her skin in the process.

The Winchester, now wanting to move further on with turning Coco into a submissive bitch, decided to throw her onto his own bed, slightly knocking the wind out of her as he soon pounced on her soon after, eyeing her body to decide where to move on, soon stopping at her breasts while Coco just watched him, actually smiling in anticipation for what he was about to do next.

"Here- sit up." And Coco obliged, sitting up to let Cardin unbutton her jacket and vest, which was somewhat difficult due to his claws making it so, but he managed to get to stripping Adel of her white shirt, exposing her breasts to jiggle as her top was taken off, surprising Cardin with the fact that she wasn't even wearing a bra, while Coco just sat there, feeling her body grow, eagerly waiting for what Cardin was going to do.

What he did was push Coco back down against the bed as he wrapped his mouth down to her left nipple, suckling and licking the soft pink tip while his right hand just grabbed her right breast entirely, squeezing and pulling the soft mound, occasionally squeezing the nipple between his claws to get a sharp gasp of approval from the second-year student.

Coco let herself drown in ecstasy, laying her head back against the pillow, with her dark-brown eyes half-opened, gazing up at the ceiling while she let her tongue hang out while her breathing grew more and more airy, and her skin became covered with goosebumps, moaning with pleasure that only encourage Cardin to keep on going. She soon began to gyrate hips, rubbing her still covered pussy up against Cardin's dick, being squeezed by his pants, throbbing and pulsing, begging to be let out to penetrate Adel.

She started to gently whisper between her dirty mewls, telling him not to stop, to keep on doing whatever he wanted to do to her body, to keep on ruining her. Coco roughly grabbed the back of Cardin's head, rubbing him as a sign of approval while his suckling, his licking, his groping, and his pulling grew more and more animalistic, covering her boobs with his own saliva. In turn, Coco's groaning, mewling, panting, and rubbing of her hips grew more active too, with her underwear becoming damper and damper with every second passing.

At some point, Cardin forced his free hand down beneath her skirt, her underwear to start playing with her pussy, teasing her by brushing his clawed fingers against her pussy, prompting Coco to suddenly start begging him to do it. And he complied, shoving two of his fat fingers in-between the folds, making multiple different movements that along side with his groping and suckling of her breasts, melted her mind to nothing but wanting more. She begged Cardin get rougher, making him plunge his two thick digits in-and-out at a rapid pace, while now occasionally biting her breasts, drawing a little blood and causing some pain that was only drowned by her desire to wanting to cum.

It didn't take too long after demanding he got more rough that Coco started to feel herself about to climax, prompting her to keep shut her eyes and let out longer, more higher moans, unintentionally making Cardin crank his biting, licking, fingering, and groping up to eleven, feeling his dick growing harder and harder as Coco finally approached her climax, cumming and slathering Cardin's fingers in her own juices while he stopped playing with her breast just to focus on pulling and shoving his two fingers, grinning perversely as he watched Coco shut her eyes, her cheeks turn impossibly red, her moans becoming more hoarse and loud while feeling her cum now covering the rest of his hand.

He eventually stopped when Coco entered a relaxed state, now just heaving to regain her breath, leaving Cardin to pulling out his drenched fingers, which got a long, quiet mewl that pleaded with him to put the back in. But instead, Cardin put his two fingers into her mouth, stating, "Fucking clean it up you little whore," making Coco sucking and licking his fingers and entire hand to the wrists, at the same time gently rubbing her head, feeling her disheveled hair while listening to the slobbering sound of Adel cleaning his hand of her own cum, soon looking back down to see her blushing face, tears rolling down her cheeks as she soon released his hand from her mouth, looking back up at Cardin with a little bitch face that most pleased him.

"You're such a good little bitch, Coco," Cardin lowered his head to lock lips with her again, making out with Coco to taste her now while getting her to softly whimper, still wanting more from him. "Now, get on your hands and knees, and show me you fucking ass." Whimpering again, Coco followed his orders and turner herself over, keeping her upper body down against the bed while she presented her perfectly round ass to Cardin, covered with her black tights and her red plaid skirt. "I gotta say, Coco, your ass is far nicer than your chest."

"S-Shut up." She meekly shot back, still exhausted from having just been fingered and groped by this vile giant, who only chuckled.

"You're so pathetic." Was what he said before unzipping his pant, finally letting out his uncircumcised penis out for fresh air, pulsing and growing even more in excitement for getting ready to destroy her ass. Coco managed to get a good look at it, shocked in awe from the size of Cardin's member; it was probably only one or two inches longer than average, but the girth was what made it impressive, getting her wet so soon again, now suddenly being overwhelmed with the desire to get ruined by his cock now.

Cardin moved on with pulling down down her skit and tights to just her knees, exposing her bare ass to Cardin's callous hands, proceeding to slap her right cheek with a hand, being hard enough to get a disgruntled, lewd grunt out of Coco, gripping his pillow as he continued on with smacking her ass cheeks, leaving red hand prints on the fleshy globes.

He actually stopped when Coco shouted, "Just- fucking stop, Cardin! Just f-fuck me already."

"Okay, okay." He wryly replied, just grabbing both cheeks with his clawed hands, digging them into her skin and he brought himself closer to her ass. He spread her cheeks apart to line his raging member with her asshole, getting a sharp gasp out of Coco as she felt his tip press up against the opening, her whole body trembling and burning, screaming for him to just do it already.

The Winchester did finally shove himself into her, forcing her asshole to widen beyond normal capacity as she shoved her face into his pillow to scream in erotic euphoria, quickly bringing her face pack up to freely huff and puff in pleasure, her eyes wincing in joy as Cardin slowly pushed in deeper and deeper, madly twitching and pulsing until he bottomed out, getting Coco to start panting in pleasurable insanity from feeling her ass be ravaged and destroyed by Cardin Winchester.

"Oh- fuuuuuuuck! P-Please break m-me." Hearing her finally become a submissive bitch got Cardin excited, quickly pulling out his dick until his tip only remained inside, getting more whimpering and mewling from the pathetic huntress-in-training, biting her lips to the point they started to bleed as he then violently rammed into her rectum, making her scream again in ecstasy.

Cardin repeated the process, aggressively picking up the pace as he slapped his balls up against her pussy, forcing Coco to groan in cohesion with every time Cardin hist bottom, sometimes feeling him just lift her up with his dick as he started to lose himself in making Coco his own little bitch. The young man legitimately started to growl like an animal as he scraped his penis against the walls of Coco rectum, but she could barely hear him due to every one of her senses growing numb as nothing but sexual delight.

The Winchester, now gripping Adel by her hips, digging his white, round claws into her skin and violently pulling her up against his crotch as he roughly thrusted his throbbing dick into her ass, with his growls becoming deeper and louder as Coco's groans and whimper grew in volume, her eyes now rolling to the back of her skull, her knuckles turning white from so tightly gripping Cardin's pillow, her toes curling while her body started to significantly tremble even more, and more tears rolling down her tomato-red cheeks and being soaked by the pillow.

Cardin eventually lowered his body onto Coco, seething with saliva drooling down onto her back while he kept on thrashing the insides of Coco's asshole, almost believing she was about to cut his member off with how tight her asshole had become ever since they started. Though that only brought him closer to ejaculation, motivating him to just accelerate his pace and grabbing Coco by her hair, pulling her up with a sensual whimper coming out from he lips that incidentally brought Cardin closer to releasing himself into her.

"Who's my little fucking bitch? Huh?!" Cardin violently pulled on Coco's hair, only getting her to squeeze her asshole on his twitching member tighter while letting out another moan that only a submissive bitch could make, only making Cardin ram her ass faster in anger. "Who, is my little cum slut? Who?!"

"M-M-Meee," Adel replied in a stuttering moan, feeling as if her ass was about to break in half by this animal of a young man, "I-I-I'm your c-cumslut."

"That's fucking right." Cardin stated, almost growling as he spoke, still ramming his twitching, brimming cock into her asshole, feeling his pre-cum pouring out between her asshole and his dick, not letting go of her hair as her closed to ejaculating. "You're fucking mine, Coco? Do you hear me? You're my little bitch that has please me whenever I want to fuck, understand?" Coco didn't answer, instead being to busy with letting herself make more mewls, more groans, more whimpering as she felt her body tense, coming closer with climaxing for a second time

"DO," thrust, "YOU," thrust, "UNDERSTAND?!"

"Oh- gooood. Yes, yes I understand!" Coco screamed, hugging the pillow at this point, with her ass quaking every time Cardin rammed into her. "Y-Y-you can use me whenever you w-w-waaaaant!" Hearing this finally made Cardin lose himself, just letting himself fall onto her back while his thrusting grew at an unruly speed, making Coco practically bawl with moans and groans, with mewls and whimpers, all combined with her body trembling and burning up in heat, panting as she felt Cardin's dick completely dominate her body. Cardin forcibly made Coco to turn her head back, allowing him to lock lips with her one more time, embracing her in a passionate kiss as he finally came into her asshole, filling her rectum to the brim, not slowing with his thrusts which in turn made Coco cum in response, moaning into his mouth with their fluids coating the blankets and sheets beneath their trembling bodies.

Cardin eventually stopped, pulling himself back from Coco and letting go of her hair, watching her fall onto his pillow, her tired dark-brown eyes just looking ahead at the wall as she gasped and wheezed, with her body twitching in aftershocks of pleasure. Sickly smiling, Cardin chose to pull his now limp cock out of her asshole slowly, hearing squishy noises while getting one more protesting mewl from the fashionista before he got it out, seeing her asshole remain gaping with some of his cum pouring out before it shrunk back to its normal size.

The Winchester then proceeded to simply fall onto his bed, landing behind Coco and wrapping his arm around her, bringing her closer to him as they both panted, their bodies both having a hard time cooling down since they were being pressed together.

"I'm... I'm glad you... you accepted your punishment... Coco..."

"This... this wasn't really a punishment..."

"... Does that mean you enjoyed it?"

"What... what do you think?" With that, Coco turned her head back enough to kiss Cardin on the cheek, successfully getting a small smile to appear on his face.

"Heh heh, thanks..."

"... You won't... tell anyone we did this, right?"

"Yeah... yeah- don't uh... worry about that. I won't tell, just as long as you tell anyone what I look like."

"I... okay. I won't."

"Thanks..."

"..."

"..."

"... Can I take a shower here? Some of the faunus might be able to-"

"-No, yeah, I get it. You can shower here."

"Cool..."


"Well, Yang, I have found you a suitable tutor just for you."

"Cool, who is it?"

"Cardin."

"..."

"... You will meet him tomorrow in the library to begin your lessons, and you will continue to meet him every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday."

"... Please no."

"... You know, Cardin was reluctant at first too. But he accepted to help you, Yang, despite whatever difference you two may have. So can't you give him a chance?"

"But he's... he's just such an asshole."

"Whether that be the case, Yang, he is still your last chance, unless you're just going to take it upon yourself to study up everything you've failed on."

"..."

"Now, I do believe you have more classes to go to. So move along now."

"..."

"... Come on Yang, we got to go to Peach's soon."

"... Yeah, I'm coming Ruby..."