So this story made it into 2015. Cool. And now, the long awaited entrance of little miss sun dragon herself.

That's Yang for those of you who don't know.

I don't own RWBY I only own my OC.

Wolfe waved to a parting customer. He loved his shop and loved people buying things even more. He had just finished re-organizing everything to. It had taken him all week but he was finally done. He took a second to view his beautifully organized shelves places so they couldn't be knocked over. His crowning achievement. He enjoyed when his store was quiet like this; right after a customer had-"HEEEELLLLOOOOOO Wolfe! I'm back!" With a tremendous SLAM a blonde teen opened the door and walked in as if she owned the place. Wolfe sighed, suddenly getting a headache.

"So, what's up?" Yang said trying to spark a conversation. Wolfe just pulls up a sign, turns… toward me, and it says 'I will kill you in your sleep'. This just in, narrators are immortal. His shoulders slump down at that comment before turning back to Yang who didn't see that entire thing. Wolfe lifts a sign that reads 'I'm ok. How's your sister doing?' Yang smiled before saying

"She's doing well. Hey, how much for this outfit?" she asks, moving up to the counter. It is black, cream, and has a purple fuzzy thing on the left side of the hip. Wolfe smiles before showing her the price tag. "What! 250 lien! You're crazy! But not as crazy as me! I'll buy it!" she screamed.

Wolfe smiled, knowing full well she would fork over the cash. They went and handed over the money before Yang realized, "OH No! I promised Ruby I'd buy some ammo so I don't run out on initiation. Do you have any Dust?" Wolfe smiled for the third time that day and pointed toward the wall before going into the back.

No sooner had he left when he was drawn back by a huge crash at the front of his store. When he came back up he was shocked and appalled. All the shelves were knocked over and everything else broken. His jaw was on the floor before looking at Yang, was completely unscathed. "Look, I can explain, I tried to get up to one of the shelves when I knocked it over, then they all dominoes into each other." Wolfe was puzzled by this; having taken measures against this kind of thing.

After some incessant babbling from Yang on how she couldn't pay for the damages and how there may be 'another' way she could pay him, he lifted a sign with only a downward arrow on it. She followed it with her eyes before finally coming to a broom and pan. She huffed before picking it and starting to clean up the mess. With that, Wolfe went to his office upstairs to count how much he needed to replace everything and wondering how the shelves managed to change position; never once thinking that the narrator did it himself.

In case you didn't notice, this will break the fourth wall a lot. I've also decided that this'll be short stories so I don't feel bad about the short chapters. Hopefully with chapter ill have enough to participate in a poll. So go and vote on who will come next.

Arrivederci