Cuts of RWBY

A RWBY Fic Collection by AndrewJTalon

DISCLAIMER: This is a fan based work of prose. RWBY is the property of Rooster Teeth and WB Animation. Please support the official release.

Just a collection of plot bunnies and ideas for RWBY fics. Free for you to take and make use of.

For instance:

"PROFESSOR GOODWITCH!"

Glynda Goodwitch does not jump, she's far too controlled for that, but she does arch an eyebrow at the distraught Nora Valkyrie barging into her office.

"Yes, Miss Valkyrie?"

"I have a maiden's dilemma!" She cried, "And I was hoping you could help me?"

Glynda Goodwitch blinked, and mentally sighed. She gestured to a chair in front of her desk. Nora takes it, worrying her lower lip as she clutches at her skirt.

"I will help you if I can, Miss Valkyrie. What is it?" She asked.

Nora took a deep breath.

"Since Renny and I were orphaned, he's taken care of me. He's been there for me. When we hit puberty, I-I started feeling... Kind of the same but different for him," she explained, "Like, I still want to be with him and his wonderful pancakes, but also have his children and introduce them to the wonder of his pancakes!"

Goodwitch very slowly nodded.

"Yes... And?"

"And, well... He never seems to take any hints that I WANT to be his wife, mother of his children, and sex slave!" Nora cried. She shook her head vehemently, "But that's okay. I'm patient... Or at least, I thought I was!"

She shook her head.

"Then... Then we met Jaune-Jaune! And he was amazing! He listens, he cares about me, he takes care of me... And now... NOW..." She sniffled. "He... He made me crepes!"

Goodwitch was silent, and patient.

"... And?"

"And they're... They're good!" Nora sobbed. "Maybe... Maybe better than Renny's pancakes! I thought it was impossible, but... But no!" She cried. "I feel so terrible! Am I betraying Renny?! Should I explore my new feelings with Jaune-Jaune?! What do I do?!"

As ridiculous as it all sounded, Professor Goodwitch had been around the block. And it was clear Nora was in real distress. So she sucked in a breath and focused on why she had become an educator.

Not easy to do when your Semblance made you primarily a janitor for a bunch of super-powered teenagers.

"I suggest you talk with Jaune-Mister Arc and Mister Ren, and be as open and honest with your feelings as possible," Glynda said, "Air out things and resolve them. After all, keeping these things contained might build resentment and confusion: Those can be deadly to a team's cohesion, which can be fatal."

Nora nodded fervently, her eyes alight.

"I-I will, Professor! Thank you! That really helps!"

Goodwitch allowed a small but encouraging smile to show on her face. This was what made it all worth it. The joy of helping these children grow into good people. It gave her a warm, happy feeling in her heart.

"Thank you, Miss Valkyrie, I'm glad I could help."

"You must have a wonderful marriage if you're so knowledgeable about these things!"

Goodwitch narrowed her eyes.

"I'm single."

Nora blinked, looking... Disappointed and almost pitying?

"Oh... Well... It's still good advice!" A beat. "Probably!"

The warm, happy feeling was gone.

The next day, Goodwitch had another visitor in her office. One Jaune Arc, who looked apologetic from the moment he stepped in. Then again, he looked like that every time she saw him.

"Mister Arc," she 'greeted', peering over her glasses at him. "You need something?"

"Uh, yes," he said, standing in front of her desk like a naughty elementary school boy. He cleared his throat and then looked serious. It was a face she had seen on him rarely, but it was welcome. Every time he made it, it gave Glynda hope that he would grow out of his deficiencies and become a proper Huntsman.

"Thank you for speaking with Nora," he said, "I had no idea what she was going through, but we talked out the issue thanks to your advice and things are much better."

Glynda became less tense and nodded.

"That's good to hear," she said. "The team leader cannot know everything going on in his team, and sometimes an outside perspective is needed to put things right."

"Yes," Jaune said with a small smile, "She and Ren are going to try dating. I'm happy for them." He smiled warmly. "I know I'm... I'm struggling a lot in class, Miss Goodwitch, but I... I appreciate everything you do for me and my friends. It's not easy, I know, but you do it because you want us to not die. And I thank you."

Again, Goodwitch felt a warm, happy feeling in her chest. She favored Jaune with a small smile, a rarity to be sure.

"Thank you, Mister Arc," she said softly, "I would do it for any student who asked."

Jaune nodded.

"Also... I want you to know? If I wasn't your student and you weren't my teacher, I would absolutely date you."

Glynda blinked.

"I-What?"

"Nora told me you were feeling really down about being single," Jaune explained, "And I wanted you to know, you're super attractive! Not just physically, but as a person too!"

Her cheeks went red.

"Mister Arc-"

Jaune nodded fervently.

"Oh yeah! I'd do everything in my power to make you happy because you deserve it!" He went on, "I'd ask you to marry me! I'd be the best husband ever! And we'd have twelve kids! I know you'd be a great mom! Like, the greatest! And-!"

Goodwitch cleared her throat.

"That-That will be quite enough, Mister Arc! Thank you!" She said.

Jaune nodded, flushing a bit himself.

"Ah, uh, yeah... Kind of got carried away... I-I'm not hitting on you! Just want that to be clear! Not trying to ruin your reputation-And uh, yeah I think you're super hot and a great person but I would never-! I-I mean, not unless you wanted to-Why would you, right? You've got like dozens of men after you, probably, and I'm just-!"

"Thank you, Mister Arc!" Goodwitch said, face quite red. She waved her riding crop, and Jaune flew out the door.

"Sorry!" He shouted back.

Goodwitch grumbled to herself, summoning some tea to calm her nerves.

"Stupid, brash, feckless boy," she muttered. She sighed.

"Why can't more men be that direct...?"

Well... Maybe he'd still be interested after graduation?

Glynda rapidly shook her head.

"No! No! NO! I am not that desperate!" She hissed.

She was, indeed, that desperate.