Hello, you Glorious Comrades, Soviet here with chapter 6 of spit that hot fire. In this chapter, Jaune asks Zirc about his raps, classes begin, and the guys land a gig at a club. Somehow. This might turn into a two part chapter, because I can't write when I'm tired. Now we have to get to the legal business. I don't own RWBY, or any songs used, or anything containing the references. The last references include: Shrek, The 3 Amigos, Spaceballs, and raging squeakers everywhere. I've decided that Walking Ram in tomahawk form looks like a Daedric axe from Skyrim, and that in sawed off form, has barrels that twist once around each other, and is pure Grimm bone, so that when he switches out his weapons, he has to put his shotgun away like you would in a western movie, with the twist. With the mix of black and white, it looks like Yin and Yang. He is also not related to Glynda in any way, because he is Mexican. And Native. Anyway, let the storytelling commence!
Zirc P.O.V, 6 am.
*Yawn * "Ugh…. Man, my head hurts. Well. Better get ready for school." I say, as I try to get up, but I feel a weight on my right arm. I look and nearly conjure a fountain of blood from my nose. The thing I fell asleep with was a… "A girl?" I whisper. I take a closer look at her, noticing that she has embroidery of some sort on her silk (and WAAAAYYY too short, in my opinion) nightgown. It read 'Neo Politan'. 'Hmm' I thought, as I looked at her appearance. She had pink on one side of her hair, a small white stripe in the middle, and brown on the other side. She was incredibly short. 'Hell, she probably only comes up to about mid-thigh to me,' I thought. Her Gown was a light-ish red, with a white lace just barely covering her…. Upper body. My sight drifted down to her legs, against my will. They looked strong, not necessarily Hulk Hogan, but enough to appear attractive, to me anyways. As I moved my gaze upward, I noticed 2 things about her eyes: one was brown while the other was pink, and 2: They were open. 'Wait…' "OH DEAR GOD!" I yelled, flying out of the bed and scooting to the wall, holding where my heart is. She let out a small giggle, before yawning a puppy dog yawn, and rubbing her eyes like a young child. Basically the cutest thing a person could do. She gets up, and starts walking towards me. As she is walking, she gets a small, almost sadistic smile on her face, causing my face to go white. 'What do I do, what do I do, what in the hell do I do?!' I thought. As she prowled towards me, she tripped over an empty mountain dew bottle, sending her crashing right towards me. As I lean up to catch her, Team Rwby bursts in, scrolls drawn, distracting me from my current objective. I realize this, close my eyes and try to block my face while trying to catch Neo. What results is catastrophic. They don't have my face, but Neo fell straight into my chest. "Woah, I didn't know you two were about to get more 'Intimate' than last night." Said Yang. "Shaddup Yang, can't you see that we came in when she was falling?" Said Weiss. "For once, I agree with her." Said Blake, blushing slightly. "Let's just let them finish, it's barely 10 after, so let's just head back to bed." Said Ruby, earning a high five from Yang, and two glares from the monochrome duo. As the girls are bickering, I just barely hear a small sobbing coming from Neo. I look down; only to see the saddest sight I've ever seen. She's crying, and has blood coming from her nose, while leaning up against my stomach. A sad look falls across my face, before I pick her up bridal style, push Team Rwby apart, and head to their bathroom to clean her up.
In the bathroom
"Jaysus, I'm so sorry, I meant to catch you, I hope you know that." I said, while hurriedly getting a washrag wet with hot water, hoping the heat will cauterize the wound at least a little bit, while the rag catches the blood. "Are you alright? Oum, what am I saying, you're an idiot Key, of course she's not." I say to her and myself. She looks up at me, gives me a shy smile, and nods. "Good, I don't know what I would do if I hurt a beautiful girl like you." I said. She blushes, and signs 'Thank you'. "Ah, you either choose not to speak, or you are mute. Either way, it doesn't affect how I see you. You still are a beautiful and intelligent?" I trail off. She giggles, and then nods. "A beautiful and intelligent girl who can't speak." She shakes her head, and signs 'I choose not to speak to basic bitches.' "Hahahaha! A cute girl with a sense of humor! Perfect!" I say in a Russian accent, causing her to laugh out loud. As I hear her voice for the first time, the only thing that I think is that it sounds like an angels' voice, intertwined with the slight deepness of Johnny Cash when he sang 'Hurt'. She must've seen my face, because when I came back from my euphoric state, she was saying-actually saying- "Zirc, are you there? Come on, we need to get some food stuffs." She said with a slight Spanish accent. "Alright… coming." I said, slightly dazed. "What happened Zirc? Did you see a ghost?" She said, mockingly. "No, but I am staring at an angel." I say, making her blush and look away. "S-Shut up, it's not true." She says, ashamed for some reason. "But it is, why do you think this?" I ask. "It's cause of my eyes. How they are now? Just see." With this, she blinks several times, finally stopping, only for her eyes to be a whitish gray. She blinks again, changing them back. "People used to call me a freak because of my eyes, and then my height didn't help me. But I took care of them after that." She said, a bit too cheerily. "How did you do that?" I asked, a bit wearily. "Simple, I tied them upside down from telephone poles, got my gang, and we beat them up like piñatas. ARRRRGGGHAHAHAHAI!" She exclaimed. "Wait, you have a MEXICAN gang? One of the more dangerous gangs?" "Yup." 'Hmm. She might be telling the truth, but to put her to a test is the real evidence.' "Alright, if you had a Mexican gang, what was the name and your street name?" I questioned. "El Coyote Blanco, and I was known as Lil' Ice, since they were trying to learn English, and everyone would laugh at 'Lil' cream' or 'Lil' ice cream'." "So, why just 1 coyote? Why not several?" I said. "It is because we worked as one, no matter what." She declared, a bit of pride in her voice. "Well, seeing as the school has yet to become a battlefield, do you wanna start a group of vigilantes? Only because gangs are a bad influence." I asked, hoping to get some humor out of it all. "Sure, I'm stickin' with my handle though." "Cool, I'll go with mine then." I said, happy that it is almost formed. "What's yours?" She asked. "Mine is Oso Pardo." "Grizzly Bear? Why that?" "Because not only am I really tall, I am also incredibly durable, thanks to my layers." I said. "Layers? Like a parfait?" She asked. "No, like an onion." I said. "Hmm. Well maybe after classes we can "test out" your durability." She said with a wink. I giggled nervously, only realizing that we have been in the bathroom for 25 minutes, in our sleepwear, at 6:35 in the morning, and the only thing Team Rwby heard was when Neo did the stereotypical Mexican laugh. When I told Neo this, she looked confused, then realization struck, and then embarrassment. We made a plan to run out of the bathroom and into my room where we will change. "Alright, are you ready?" "Yeah." "Alright, 3… 2… 1… RUN!" As we ran out of the bathroom, Neo's Gown caught on the handle, and ripped it off. I heard her scream, while I also heard a "How Lewd!" From Weiss, nothing from Blake or Ruby, and a "Good Job!" from Yang. We slid into my room; all the while I'm avoiding looking at Neo. As I locked the door, I heard Neo call my name. I forget she's nude and look. What I see knocks me out. Literally. Perfect, size 18 B cups, not a scar anywhere, and a few other things that will arrive later. As I blacked out, I heard Neo say, "THAT'S A BIG URSA!"
So, how was it? I'm thinking of changing the rating to M, as this chapter states. And I made up the Cup size. I thought that D got the 30's, C got the 20's, and so on and so forth. If you know a reference, PM me and we will set something up for you. And I know there wasn't a fight scene. That is next chapter. This chapter is filler. I just wanted to set the relationship up for Neo and Zirc. I know there isn't a Mexico on Remnant, but I got bored near the middle. Next chapter, Glynda becomes a Mexican Mother (No Es Chanclas!), Cardin and an OC team pick on a certain Faunus girl, a blonde boy and a short girl. Those poor bastards. Anyway, review and do whatever the hell that gets these stories popular. And I know Neo is WAAAYY too white to be Mexican, but I just like Latinas. Soviet, out.