I don't own RWBY
It was the one day of the year that the teachers of Beacon all dreaded. A day that they all swore was created to drive them all mad. Valentines Day. Glynda could have sworn that she heard a classic horror scream in the distance when she thought of the dreaded day of doom. Valentines Day. There it was again. The deputy headmistress shook her head and started her rounds for the day. Valentines Day. Okay seriously where is that coming from, she thought as she heard the scream again.
Glynda wasn't to surprised to find Mr. Arc and Ms. Nikos in a dark corner; though in her opinion Glynda thought their little make out session was more sweet then inappropriate. After shooing the couple away she checked all the empty classrooms and found seventeen pairs of students in them. Most were just making out, but a few were halfway to third base. Those were the ones she really chewed out. Glynda really wasn't against the students dating or even making out, but damn it they needed to do it in private.
Glynda then checked the closest, finding a certain purse wielding third year and her blind teammate in the exact same closet she found them last year. The next closet however had been a shocker when she opened it up and Bartholomew Ooblack and Julia Peach came tumbling out. She just glared at them incredulous as the two younger professors picked themselves up off the floor.
"What are you sixteen? Why couldn't you do this in your apartments," Glynda snapped.
"Sorry Glynda, I guess we just got carried away with the spirit of the day," said Peach with a sheepish smile.
"I hate Valentines Day...okay seriously where is that coming from," Glynda growled when the scream rang out again.
"Not sure, but it sounds like a boy," said Ooblack.
Continuing on her quest to ruin everyone's good time Glynda broke up several more couples as she looked for the source of all the screaming. When she reached the third year dorms she began to fill with dread when she noticed that the screaming was coming from team CFVY's dorm. Please not them. Please not them, she chanted to herself.
With a deep breath Glynda opened the door and felt a gasket blow in her brain. The scene made no sense yet in a way she had expected it. There was Velvet Scarlatina dressed in a dominatrix outfit with a whip in her hand with a commanding look in her eye, which quickly changed to fear when she saw Ms. Goodwitch standing in the door. Glynda's eyes then moved over to the rack that the little rabbit fanus had somehow gotten into the dorms. There was a shirtless Cardin Winchester tied up facing away from her. He also had some impressive welts on his back.
"Vel...Mistress, is something wrong," asked the boy.
"I did not give you permission to speak," Velvet growled dangerously, but stopped herself from whipping him in front of Goodwitch.
"We need to have a talk about you and your hormones," Glynda daedpanned.
That's it for this one folks. This is as close to M rated as I've come with this series of one shots. This one shot is brought to you by Chitsukee who wanted to see a Valentines Day one shot. I'm taking a break from this until January so I can focus on other stories but don't worry for those who put in request. I'll get to them eventually. Until next time folks.