Originally, this was supposed to be based on my second Tumblr post of this idea, but I got side tracked. Then I got inspired to just make a tiny in-between chapter.

I don't own RWBY or DC. RWBY belongs to Viz media and was created by Monty Oum. DC and their characters are owned by Warner Bros.


In an alley in Los Angeles, a bright shimmering light appeared. After a moment, the intensity of the light subsided, and the last particles faded away as they reformed both Jessica and Jaune wearing civilian clothes. Jessica wore a simple white shirt under an olive green button-up, gray pants, and black boots. Jaune simply removed his extra belts and armor and replaced his black shirt with a white one that had the JLA logo from the Hall of Justice gift shop. Changing felt better, especially since Green Lanterns were instantly recognizable, and wearing armor while carrying a sword would get weird looks, even in California.

Jaune began patting himself. Finding nothing physically wrong with him, he let out a sigh. "Oh man, that felt weird."

"Yeah, but you get used to it," Jessica reassured.

"Really?"

"No," she admitted. "But, teleporting is faster than flying."

"So, where are we exactly?" Jaune asked.

"Jaune, welcome to California. The Golden State," Jessica stood before him and spread her arms, presenting the city to Jaune. Finally looking around. The sun was high in the sky without a cloud in sight. The alley they appeared in seemed to connect to several people's backyards, and there were weeds hedges, and bushes growing all along either side. Jaune still had trouble believing he was on another planet, in another universe.

He was quickly snapped out of his wonder when several cars started honking. Looking to the alley's exit, he noticed how busy the streets looked. They teleported near an intersection with 8 lanes on each street. Taking a sniff of the air, he recoiled slightly as he finally processed the smell of the city. The smell of urine, dog poop, oil, pollution from cars burning gasoline, and garbage littering the street.

He tries to focus on Jessica to distract himself. He didn't want to ruin the time they had to spend together. "So," he coughed slightly, "California? Is that a different, uh, nation? Is that the right word?"

Jessica found his question amusing. "No, we're still in America. California is just one state in the country. We just went from the East Coast, all the way to the West."

He looked up at the sun again. "Wasn't it almost night? If we haven't left America, why is the sun higher?"

"America's a big place," Jessica just shrugged. "There are like, four time zones in the continental U.S."

"Whoah." A single nation so big, time was different depending on where you lived.

"Come on," Jessica grabbed his hand and began leading him out of the alley. "You said you wanted to try Mexican food, so I brought you to L.A."

"I thought we were in California," he asked, confused.

"Los Angeles is a city in California," she smiled. She didn't think she would ever get tired of his curiosity about Earth.

"Wait, so are we in L.A. or Los Angeles?" hearing both names aloud, his brain finally made the connection. "Oh, nevermind. Please forget I said anything," he pleaded, embarrassed.

Jessica just laughed again. "I would have brought you straight to Mexico, but I don't have any pesos on me. But, I brought us to the next best thing."

As they walked out of the alley, Jessica led them left. Turns out, the alley they landed in was next to a gas station. Of course, coming from a world where cars used dust, Jaune had no way to identify what that strange smell was.

"Hey look!" Jaune pointed. He spotted a huge sign across the street. It was purple, with a white bell on it, and it was right in front of a building with the same sign on it. Just under it, he could make out the words, "Taco Bell".

Jessica saw where he was pointing. Immediately, she pulled him back from walking further in that direction. "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait."

Again, Jaune was confused. "Is that not where they have tacos?"

"They have tacos, yes, but I heard this place is better." she gestured behind her toward the gas station. Parked along the fence of the gas station was a big orange food truck with the words "Leo's Taco Truck" written on the side.

"I'm gonna be completely honest, I'm not from L.A., but another Green Lantern is, and when I asked where we could find good Mexican food, he gave me the name of this place," she explained. "He said, and I quote, 'go to the taco truck on Venice and La Brea. It's at a gas station with a green dinosaur,'"

Jaune just decided to roll with it, and followed Jessica to get in line.


Yes, this is a real taco truck in Los Angeles. One that I also don't own. The location and name are real, and they make some bomb ass tacos and burritos. They even make quesadillas.