Sorry this one is late, had trouble deciding what I wanted for this chapter. Had to scrap a few drafts before I could be even satisfied with what I had.

… Also, Rooster Teeth was right. I hope, despite whatever religious culture you have (or lack off), that Monty Oum rests in peace.

He inspired so many, it's too bad he left so soon, but I hope we as his fans could honor his legacy.

In Honor of Oum...

Nurse Joy had her fair share of strange patients. Surprisingly, none could ever compare to when approximately a dozen oddly similar ten year olds came into her office asking her to heal their pet… 'things'…

Still here she was raising a brow at her current case of today: Weiss Schnee unconscious.

She simply seemed to have fainted, so she was placed on a bed to rest.

But the reason why this particular case was so strange was that her hair was dyed magenta near the top of her head, making her look like ice cream.

The second reason why today's patient was so curious was that the person that brought her into her infirmary was now hiding under Weiss's bed and holding his knees up to his chest in utter fear while muttering something about the wrath of heaven and hell.

…

Yep, nothing could beat that time with the children and their strange obsession with healing things.

"Um, Mr. Arc," Nurse Joy started. "Are you… alright?"

"And the sounds of drums shall signify the epic and righteous fury that will come forth and kick my ass!"

Nurse Joy sighed.

For some reason, Mr. Arc had this strange delusion that something will come and potentially kill him. That something being Weiss Schnee's father from whatever coherent words she was able to catch after him babbling on about verses and Psalms.

Apparently, Jaune was so scared and had such a strong feeling of death over him that he was able to ramble on like a poet. Who knew that people had the hidden talent of becoming poets? It would mark a great foundation to a new study in mental psychology and the latent talents of the sentient species that she could report back to her Professors at her old college.

Coincidentally it was also weird since recently she was being hit on by some guy who was also some kind of poet before said poet was dragged away by a smaller green haired boy with glasses, a red haired girl, and a frog…

Still couldn't beat those dozen kids and them always saying yes for some reason…

She sighed and wondered briefly about her closet hobby.

Anyway what Nurse Joy didn't know was that both she and Jaune misunderstood the situation.

Jaune's overwhelming sense of danger did not activate because of Weiss Schnee's father.

It was triggered over two very angry and powerful young women looking for blood as red as their combined hair colors, and these two women specifically were hunting a certain blonde haired boy…

"Sun Wukong!"

Not that one.

Glynda Goodwitch was ticked.

It was bad enough that she had to go wherever and attempt to fix another potentially expensive area from collateral damage from another melee here in Beacon, but now she had just caught Sun Wukong carrying a corgi when pets must be at least legalized before bringing them into Hunter schools such as Beacon.

"There are rules to brining animals to school grounds. You may be a guest, but that does not mean you can disregard the rules so nonchalantly!" Glynda scolded as she levitated both the Dog and said Faunus off the ground.

"T-this isn't my dog!" Sun cried out as he attempted to move but felt like he was floating in zero gravity.

Zwei barked twice, confusing the two on whether or not he was either denying or accepting Sun's claims.

Wait, he was barking.

It was then Glynda noticed that the dog was previously holding a piece of paper that had just fallen into the ground. It was slightly slobbery, but it was only along the outer edges.

Sun's eyes widened as he saw the teacher try to pick up the letter.

"~For the Queen!"

Sun, Glynda, and Zwei turned their head towards the sound of that familiarly hyperactive voice, only to find a large dust cloud heading right for them. Glynda acted quickly and raised a small force field for all three of them.

After the initial shockwave, Glynda placed down the shield and glared at where the attack came from: two young ladies from the same two teams that has caused her nothing but grief this entire year whose names rhyme with Vora Nalkyrie and Lang Yiao Xong.

Said two mentionables were slugging it out and actively destroying anything as collateral damage within the vicinity.

Sun, raising himself from the ground, felt the air pressure become heavy as he looked towards the teacher/Huntress.

"Excuse me, Mr. Wukong, I have students to…" She bent her riding corp. "Discipline." She seemed to have emphasized this word more than she thought she did.

Thinking it might be a good idea not to watch what he thought would happen next, Sun looked away only to find Zwei staring at him and panting lightly.

Sun's eyes widened as he realized what he was originally chasing the dog for. His eyes quickly scanned the area for any sign of the piece of paper, but it must have been blown away from the dust cloud from earlier.

Sun made himself stand back up and ignored the bloodlust coming off from the direction of Glynda. He noticed that she now pacified two girls by freezing them mid air.

As he dusted himself off, he couldn't help but feel off.

It was if there was some leftover but two separate forms of bloodlust directed towards him for some reason.

Two different hands touched both of his shoulders.

Elsewhere…

The first thing Ren thought when he regained consciousness was to hit something hard. So far, his day had gone from bad to worse when he was simply trying to help Jaune find the owner of a love letter.

And now as he was waking up, instead of seeing black, he was seeing white, a pure, heavenly, and bright color that could only be described to be used in a holy manner.

'If I died… I swear…' Before he could even think about haunting Jaune, Ren felt a shock of pain his brain was sending him from his sore body, signifying that he was indeed (be it fortunately or unfortunately) alive.

It was after the initial shock of pain that Ren realized the white in question was simply something on his face. Gaining control over his motor skills once more, Ren reached for what felt to be a piece of paper on his face.

He quickly held it up and noticed some familiar contents on it. It was the note both he and Jaune were chasing.

Realizing what it was, Ren got himself back up and twitched in pain as he did. He then noticed that he was sleeping near shards of glass from a window that seemed to have a huge shattered hole approximately his size.

Ren stood back up, paper in his hand, and quickly turned—to face plant into an opening door.

Out of said door, Professor Oobleck glanced his head out to see who would willingly strike his door with their face. "Ah! Mr. Lie Ren," Then his unseen pupils glanced over the piece of paper clenched in one of his hands. "I see you are turning in you extra credit report on Faunus history. Splendid, I will take this and add credit to your grade!" Said coffee energized professor quickly said before taking the paper from the stunned green hunter in training before making his way out his class room with suitcase in hand.

Ren, gathering his bearings, cursed in unknown profanities before attempting to catch up to the caffeinated, coffee-loving, college-level professor and take back the letter.

Over Yonder…

There comes a time in man's life where he must brave one of the scariest forces in the world:

An angry woman.

For Neptune Vasilias, his poor plight had to be paired up with his best friend's current crush who currently wished for said friend to be crushed. (Wordplay!)

Ignoring the small comedy of this situation, he was perplexed as to why she was all doing this. He probably could have saved a lot of problems by simply being honest and asking her what this was truly all about and openly admitting his speculation at the scene at hand.

Though we all know if he had the non-cannon balls to do that, we wouldn't be having this story now would we?

But to be fair on his part, it was extremely hard to talk to Belladonna while she emitted a malicious, blood lusting aura that activated anyone's fight or flight brain sequence within a fifteen meter radius and made the lesser unimportant people flee away in terror.

Right now, the two were on their way to Nurse Joy's office due to some light conversations that Blake overheard about a blonde haired boy and a girl that suspiciously sound like Weiss were doing unknowns in a private area.

After hearing said 'rumors', the two (Blake and unwilling company) made their way to the strangely familiar nurse's office.

When Nurse Joy saw the two students entering, she smiled courtly. "Oh hello? How may I help you, today?"

"Nurse Joy, has anyone recently left this office?" Blake scanned the area briefly, almost ignoring the appointed nurse.

"Oh no, but I now that you are here, you're teammate Ms. Schnee is here along with her guest that brought her here."

Neptune raised his brow at the mention of that. He briefly wondered what had happened to Weiss before he noticed an even darker mood tone shift in Blake as she made her way to one of the beds covered by a curtain.

He also noticed that she had just loaded Gambol Shroud.

'Crap!? Is she going to end Weiss!? Why would she do that to her own teammate!? What if she sees her as a rival!? She is one of those Yander things Sun showed me once! I've got to save Weiss!'

Steeling himself, Neptune grabbed a metal folding chair.

Blake let her petty anger get the better of her usually reserved and quiet self. She assumed the 'guest' Nurse Joy mentioned must have been the filthy primate, Sun.

He must have conspired with Weiss to play along in his sick fantasies of occupying a bed in the nurse's office. Then when the nurse would leave, they would proceed to actually play 'Healing Games' where Weiss would dress up as a 'Nurse' and attempt a check up on her 'Patient.'

…

To be fair, only Blake would assume something so vaguely specific while alluding to one of her lesser known hobbies.

"I've got you now!" Blake yelled as she removed the curtain.

"KYAAAH!?"

Blake was surprised to see that Weiss was actually unconscious on the bed with her hair partially dyed pink. She was more surprised at the girly scream that didn't come from her but rather right under Weiss' bed.

"I swear on my best friend Pyhrra, Mr. Schnee! It was an ac—Blake?" Jaune's head popped up from under Weiss' bed.

"Jaune?"

"SUN, I GOT YOUR BACK!"

*WHAM!*

Houston, they have a problem.

"… Wait… Jaune? What are you doing there?" Neptune saw Jaune's surprised and shocked face poking out of the bottom of the bed.

"What have I done? … WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!? YOU SMACKED BLAKE IN THE BACK OF HER HEAD, YOU DUNCE!" No longer scared, Jaune's hero mode was activated when he saw his friend harmed by someone who wasn't his usual clumsiness.

He shot out from under his lowly hiding space and towered angrily over Neptune.

Nurse Joy was conflicted over helping the poor girl that was knocked out, running scared from Mr. Arc, or somehow getting involved so the Hunter would 'get furious' at her—nope never mind. Second option it was.

*Click*

That was one of Beacon's finest nurses?

"I-I t-thought sss-she was going to… kill… Weiss?"

"WHY WOULD SHE KILL HER OWN TEAMMATE?!" Jaune yelled once more, grabbing Neptune by the collar and shaking him violently.

What he didn't notice was that his screaming was slowly waking two sleeping beauties.

"I-I swear, she was all scary before and she looked like she was possessed! You gotta believe me, Jaune, I didn't want to do it! Please not the face!" Neptune winced.

"Uhh… Shut up."

The two men looked over to the girl on the nurse bed slowly waking up.

"… I thought Yang and Ruby were terrible in the morning…" Weiss commented as she sat up and place a hand on her throbbing head.

"Weiss? Why is you hair dyed pink?" Neptune asked innocently, causing Jaune to drop his collar and start to sweat.

"Excuse me?" Weiss repeated before opening her eyes and noticing her top bangs being a different color than they usually are.

Weiss looked broken.

Jaune was scared.

Blake moaned and slowly got up.

Neptune got scared.

"… Vasilias…" Blake muttered darkly.

"… Arc…" Weiss eyes narrowed as she remembered the last boy she saw before losing her conscious.

The two boys backed up slowly when they saw the two girls, ignoring each other but acting in complete, dark, dreadful, hope-crushing, synch.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?"

{Author Notes.}

I hope you all at least had a smile when reading this.

Dream on fellow readers!

Never!

Stop!

Dreaming!