Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY.

The sun was shining brightly today. Amber always enjoyed the feeling of the sun on her ears. They twitched as they bathed in its light.

The sound of a car door opening caught her attention as her mother sat her in the back seat and put the seat belt around her. Closing the door, she then walked around and got in the driver's seat.

Amber stared down at her legs kicking back and forth. Her mother had been a lot more quiet since that day aunt Ruby introduced her new girlfriend. Amber still didn't really understand. She thought aunt Ruby loved her mommy. Why was she suddenly with this other woman? And why didn't mommy say anything? Didn't she want to be with aunt Ruby? She tried asking her mom, but she just said she shouldn't concern herself with it. It was all so confusing.

Which is why Amber was so glad to be spending the day with Hans. Hans was smart, he could tell her what was wrong with the grown-ups.

Once they reached Hans' apartment, Amber gave aunt Weiss and aunt Yang a quick hug before running off to Hans.

Hans was currently sitting at the table, drawing something, when Amber sat down next to him. His current drawing was just as boring as every other she'd seen. A ship sailing across a calm sea. Amber never really liked Hans' drawings. Although they were very neat, every line drawn carefully, they lacked a sort of...spirit. And color. Hans only ever used the black crayon to draw the lines and never, ever colored his drawings.

He turned and looked at her. "Hey, Amber," he said in that somber tone of his. "How are you?"

"I'm good, I guess. I'm not really sure. Something really confusing happened recently."

"Oh? Oh, right. That thing with Ruby and your mother. Right, I heard mother and Yang talk about that."

"Oh, good. So you understand what happened?"

"Ruby got a girlfriend."

"But doesn't she love my mommy?"

"I don't think so. Why would she get a girlfriend if she did?"

"Well, my mommy loves her, but she didn't say anything. Why didn't she tell aunt Ruby how she feels? I mean, when I want a toy that you're playing with, I tell you, and you give it to me."

"Or you take it if I refuse."

"So shouldn't it be the same for them?"

Hans gave her a confused look. "I don't think that's the same thing."

"Well, it should be!" Amber pouted. "Why do grown-ups have to make everything so difficult? I mean, when you're mom got together with aunt Yang, they didn't make things difficult, right?"

Hans gazed off as he remembered those days when Yang first moved in with them. Back then, she and his mother were being loud in various ways. "Things...aren't always easy between the two."

"They're not." Amber was disappointed. Was love really that hard? She propped herself up on her elbow, grabbed a piece of paper and started to draw. "I always thought love was simple."

"If love was simple, we'd still have our fathers."

Amber nodded. She couldn't argue with that. Silently, she continued to drag her crayon across the paper, drawing a simpler world.

(**)

"Thank you for taking care of her," Ruby said as she hugged Weiss.

"Hey, it's no problem. Amber and Hans get along really well and it's always lovely having her here."

While they were chatting, May decided to go over and see Amber. She swooned internally when she saw the little faunus girl with her head lying on the table, her back slowly rising and sinking as she gently snored. She was about to shake the little girl awake when she noticed the drawing she was lying on. Slowly, to not wake Amber up, she pulled the paper out from under her. It was a very colorful drawing with a yellow house in the background, trees of various colours and birds of all sizes. But the most prominent thing in the picture were the three figures in the front. Two adult women, one with long black hair and cat ears, the other with short red hair, and a little girl who resembled the black haired woman. Clearly, Blake, Ruby and Amber. May giggled at the little family, until she noticed that the two women were holding hands, and realized that they were just that. A family. Two mothers and their daughter.

She could feel her own heartbeat slow down. Ruby always spoke fondly of Blake. She never had a bad thing to say about her. She lived with her and her daughter, spending almost every free moment with them. And Blake, Blake had been acting strange since the moment May met her. She always thought that was only because they had just met, but now...

If this is what they were. A family. Mother, mother and daughter.

What does that make me?

"May?" May nearly jumped at hearing her own name. So surprised, she barely noticed how she slipped the drawing behind her back as she turned to face Ruby. "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, everything's fine," May lied as she put on a fake smile. "I guess I just kinda got lost looking at her. She looks so adorable when she sleeps."

Ruby beamed. "I know, right?! You could just look at her for hours!"

Another pang in her heart. Amber truly was like a daughter to Ruby.

Suddenly, May was once again very conscious of the piece of paper behind her back. It was ridiculous. To get this worked up over a child's drawing. But, something in her heart told her that she was right. That those three were a happy family and she was just the fifth wheel that had come crashing into them.

"May?"

May looked up to see that Ruby had already woken Amber and they were now waiting for her in the doorway. "Ah, sorry!" She said as she jogged over to them, stuffing the drawing in her pocket in the process.

As they walked down the hallway, May watched Ruby and Amber, who were walking in front of her, chatting happily.

Like mother and daughter.

She felt the paper in her hands, clearly remembering the two women holding hands.

What does that make Blake?

She squeezed tightly, teeth clenched as she crumpled the paper in her hand.

What does that make me?

A/N: Man, it is really difficult writing for little kids and making them sound realistic. Anyway, thanks for reading.