Cuts of RWBY

A RWBY Fic Collection by AndrewJTalon

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

For instance...

Blake faces an issue over her legal status...

Blake Belladonna seldom emoted. It was not in her nature. However, the news she was given in Headmaster Ozpin's office was terrible enough she felt she absolutely deserved to express it loudly.

"I'm WHAT?!"

"Facing expulsion, and possible deportation," Ozpin repeated calmly. Blake gaped at him as he sighed. Professor Goodwitch was ever at his right hand, and took up the explanation from there.

"You entered this school with forged identity documentation, Miss Belladonna," Goodwitch said testily, "Despite my disagreement with the Headmaster. He could only get you a temporary student visa for your fraudulent identity."

Blake winced deeply at that. Ozpin gave Goodwitch a look, and the Combat instructor sighed.

"Your circumstances warranted some... Consideration, perhaps," she allowed in a gentler tone, "But if you won't contact your parents-"

"I-I can't," Blake said, looking ashamed. Goodwitch shrugged.

"Then your legal right to stay in this country, at this school, is going to expire."

"What-What about Nora Valkyrie and Lie Ren?" Blake asked desperately. "They're orphans from Mistral!"

Ozpin nodded and sipped his coffee.

"Yes, they are. But while their parents did not survive, they did actually do the proper paperwork and sent it to the Mistralian Central Database before they expired. Both Miss Valkyrie and Mister Ren had plenty of verifiable documentation that could be accessed, and their combat instructor at the orphan combat school they attended was their sponsor for citizenship. You have falsified documents that I could finesse into allowing for a temporary study visa. I said you were a Faunus student from Menagerie here as part of a foreign exchange program. But that is the best I could do."

Blake sighed and looked down at her knees. She dug her fingernails into them.

"So... I will have to leave," she murmured. Ozpin shook his head.

"Now now, Miss Belladonna, I would not have called you here if I did not have a solution that would let you legally stay," he said gently. "There are a number of legal ways to go about this, and I have arranged for a lawyer to begin processing."

"If you just told your parents about this," Goodwitch pressed, "I'm sure they would-"

"No! I can't do that!" Blake insisted. Goodwitch sighed. Ozpin shrugged.

"In which case, there is only one real recourse. It was instituted to allow Huntresses to finish their education at Beacon and become citizens without a great deal of red tape. It was enacted after the Faunus Revolution given all the missing records and large losses of life in those times. Many refugees from other kingdoms sought shelter and security. This loophole was left in case of similar disasters in the future."

"What loophole?" Blake asked, leaning forward eagerly.

Ozpin and Goodwitch shared a glance. He sucked in a deep breath.

"Are you absolutely certain you do not wish to contact your parents-?"

"ABSOLUTELY!" Blake insisted. Ozpin shrugged. Goodwitch sighed.

"In which case, the only other option for you is to get married to a Valean citizen."

Blake's jaw dropped.

"M-M-Married?!"

"Just a temporary one," Ozpin insisted, "Long enough to allow for other legal means to go through. It could easily be annulled... If the other party was fine with it, of course."

"You can still call your parents," Goodwitch insisted again.

"Well Miss Belladonna," Ozpin said, "What's it to be?"

Jaune Arc was stowing his gear in his locker. He'd managed to pull his weight during the last mock battle with Team CRDL, but man, that mace still packed a whallop! Still, Pyrrha's tutelage was really showing. He'd even taken down Sky!

Okay, Sky was their wheezing nerd, but it was still something.

He shut the door on his locker... And yelped at Blake Belladonna standing there.

"Oh! Uh... Hey Blake," He said with a smile. He didn't know her very well, of course, but he was best friends with her team leader so he could be friendly.

"Jaune," Blake said, "I... I need some help."

Jaune blinked.

"Er... Sure. I'll help if I can," he said. "What's the problem?"

Blake sucked in a deep breath through her nostrils.

"I... My visa is expiring. My student visa. I'm... Not a citizen of Vale."

"Oh," Jaune winced, "That really sucks."

"It does," she said, "My... Home situation in my country is... I can't go back."

Jaune nodded again. "I see... I think I can help you."

Blake brightened a bit. Her smile, while small, was pretty.

"Really?" She asked.

Jaune nodded with a smile.

"Sure! My uncle's an immigration lawyer! We get so many newcomers from Vacuo in Radian. I could ask him if he could look into things for you-"

"I... Appreciate that," Blake said, her face a strange mixture of exasperation and gratitude, "But Headmaster Ozpin has a lawyer working on it."

"Oh," Jaune winced. "Sorry."

"But you could help in another way," Blake said quickly. "If... You wanted to."

Jaune smiled.

"I already said I'd help if I could, Blake. What's this other way?"

Blake sucked in a breath.

"Under my current circumstances, I might be deported while my case is being heard. Until my case is finalized, there's... Only one other way to let me stay."

Jaune nodded slowly.

"What's that?"

"Marriage," Blake stated bluntly.

Jaune stared.

"I... Uh... Oh..." He beamed. "And you want me to help you find someone to marry, right?"

Blake sighed.

"No Jaune... I want you to marry me."

Jaune blinked. He blinked again.

"... Hah?!"

Romantic hijinks and immigration law. A match made in Hell.

And let's be honest, out of everyone else she could choose... Jaune is probably the least offensive. Besides, at this point, if she did marry Yang, she'd strangle her over her bad jokes.