YTH

"Yth?" Miltia blinks in confusion at her much prettier sister. "What the heck is yth?"

The stunningly pretty girl that was Miltia's sister Melanie shook her head pityingly. "You don't know what yth is?"

"It's not a thing!" Yelled poor Miltia. Really, it is too bad that she didn't understand the genius behind yth. "If yth is a real thing, then explain it to me in full detail!"

Being the generous and kind soul that she is, Melanie was happy to oblige her sister's request. "Yth is an astounding thing, the meaning of which enriches the lives of those who hear or see it. It is what holds our souls together in understanding. It is the beautiful result of random chance creating something of deepest meaning."

"You smacked your face on the keyboard once and that was what was written."

"Well, yes, but there had to be a reason for that outcome." Surely, Miltia would understand this pure logic.

"You smacked your face on the keyboard once and that was what was written!"

Melanie tried to keep her smile up, but her worry for her sister's well-being was making it more difficult than she had anticipated. "You just said that. Do you not remember just saying that a moment earlier?"

Miltia reacted strangely, throwing her hands up in the air. "Of course I remember! I said it! I was just repeating it because, apparently, it doesn't strike you as odd how someone could see significance in something like that!"

Melanie shook her head. "Dear sister, you are starting to worry me. Have you not had your tea today?"

Miltia crossed her arms grumpily. "I don't drink tea."

"Perhaps that's the problem. Maybe you should try it."

Miltia turned her face away prudishly. "Tea is disgusting. I prefer soda."

Calmly taking a sip of her own tea, Melanie looked off to the side of the room. "So I've noticed. You prefer soda, it seems, even over justice."

"Your idea of justice is retarded."

"Justice by rap battle is the only true justice!"

Miltia just reached down and pulled a can of grape soda out from under her bed. She opened it and started to walk away. "Well, you don't have too much longer to wait. Chapter thirty is scheduled for the next round of the rap war."

The memory of exactly what was drawing near shot through Melanie's mind. "The rap war... I must prepare!" Long into the night, she was writing out her lines and working hard. Victory and true justice was in her grasp.

Teach Us, Miss Goodwitch!

One day, Glynda was sitting in her office and relaxing with a warm cup of coffee. She loved coffee, but she would definitely never let Ozpin know that. She would never live it down. Anyway, she was enjoying her beverage when the door unexpectedly burst open, and in walked Nora.

"Hey, boopy lady!"

Glynda rolled her eyes. Nora continued to call her that name ever since the embarrassing moment when Ren had to explain to Glynda in the middle of class that he and his partner had actually known each other for years. The actual reason for the nickname still eluded her, though. "Oh, hi Nora."

"Boopy lady, I need you to teach me something!"

Glynda sighed. This was gonna be good. "What do you need me to teach you, Nora?"

Nora raised her hands over her head dramatically. "I need you to teach me how to become a vigi-thingy!"

Glynda blinked, confused at the request. "Vigi... thingy... Nora, you want me to teach you how to be something when you don't even know what it is you want to be?"

"Yup! Come on, boopy lady! I know you've got it in you! I believe in you!"

Groaning in frustration, Glynda struggled to find the right words to say. "Nora, the problem isn't... I don't need encouragement, I... I can't teach you to be something if neither of us knows what that thing is!"

Nora stopped, staring dumbly at Glynda. "What what thing is?"

"The thing that you want me to teach you to be!"

"Ooooooh, a vigi-thingy! That's easy! I need to become one so that I can go fight the nasty bad guy Roman and get lots of money!"

Realizing at last what Nora was talking about, Glynda promptly rested her face in the palm of her hand, accidentally smudging her glasses in doing so. "Oh, Nor- guh... Nora, you mean a vigilante."

"Yeah, that's it!" Nora started dancing around the room in a manner that suggested no prior knowledge of dancing in general. "A vigilante!"

Glynda called the excitable girl back to attention. "Nora, you don't need me to teach you to be a vigilante." She took off her glasses and started cleaning them. "You're training at Beacon. Any training you would need to become a vigilante you will learn here anyway."

Nora just stared at her. "You're... you're just telling me this now? After all the time and energy I've invested in your training!"

"Nora, I-"

"I thought we had a connection, boopy lady! I thought this meant something to you!" Nora ran out the door, crying. "There were ice cream sandwiches for lunch and I missed it because of you!"

Glynda sat there in stunned silence for the rest of her break hour.

Melanie: And yes, you heard right. Round 2 of the Epic Rap War to end all Epic Rap Wars is confirmed for RubyRolled! chapter thirty. Get ready, because it's gonna be a doozy. The lineup is confirmed as well, with Ozpin, Glynda, Bartholomew, Peter, Adam, Junior, and the sensational Malachite twins! We're on the road to war, people! Sign up or sign off!

Miltia: And don't forget to send in your own characters for slots on the roster for future rounds of epic rap war. There's always more room. If you don't feel like your character could hold their own, then they can still enjoy a nice cameo every now and then in the "quieter" chapters. It's gonna kill the writer to get everything set up in time though. Shame.

Melanie: Shut up.