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... More Cowboys of Remnant!

It had been a long day, even for Pyrrha Nikos. Getting into Beacon and finding people who had no idea who she was was probably the most liberating experience of her life thus far. Meeting her new partner was just... Wonderful.

Oh, he had some need of refinement and training. A great deal of it. That said, his shooting, his riding, and his keen tactical mind had all shone through his rugged exterior. Jaune Arc had been made her team leader, and honestly? She was grateful for it.

She could trust him. He could trust her.

Though his horse was a little... Aggravating.

Pyrrha had just landed in the Emerald Forest, and was scanning around. She'd adjusted her trajectory from the launch just right... And judging from how fast her target had been flying, he should be along right... About...!

The sound of hooves clopping hard filled the air. Pyrrha turned and smiled genuinely as she saw Jaune Arc ride through the trees on his beautiful chestnut mare, Orleans. He smiled back at her, and tipped his hat.

"Mornin' Ms. Nikos. I reckon we're partners now."

Pyrrha blushes. "That seems to be the case, Mister Arc. I look forward to working with you."

Jaune grins and holds his hand out for her to take.

"Likewise, Ms. Nikos. Now hop on up here. Orly can- WHOA!" He's forced to grab his saddle as Orleans suddenly bursts into a gallop, carrying him with her into the forest. "Orly! ORLY! Stop! Dammit girl, what's gotten into you!?"

Pyrrha sprints after them, narrowing her eyes at the horse. "So, that's how it's going to be."

Her dreams were filled with joy and possibilities otherwise... Until she was woken up by soft guitar strumming. She blinked and pushed herself out of REM in seconds, looking around in confusion and slight alarm.

Near the open window, she saw Jaune sitting on the sill. He was strumming his guitar softly, and sang a song very nearly under his breath.

"Go fetch me some water, a cool cup of water
To cool my parched lips, then the poor cowboy said
Before I returned, his spirit had left him
Had gone to his Maker, the cowboy was dead~"

"Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the Death March as you carry me along
Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me
I'm a young cowboy, I know I've done wrong~..."

She glanced over at Nora and Ren. The two were cuddled together on their bunks, having pushed them together some time after Pyrrha went to sleep. The two were snoozing away, both utterly at peace.

Jaune stopped playing, and looked over at her in concern.

"Sorry, Miss Nikos," Jaune murmured, "Didn't mean to wake you."

Pyrrha shook her head and smiled. She rose, and, silent as a cat, padded over to Jaune. She sat some distance away on his empty bunk.

"N-No... It's all right," she murmured back, "Why are you still up?"

Jaune shrugged. The faint sound of crickets from the campus came through the open window, as did the rustling of the leaves by the wind.

"I couldn't sleep," Jaune explained softly. "Same for Mister Lie and Miss Valkyrie. We... We're all too used to sleeping outside, I suppose."

"On your cattle drives?" Pyrrha asked. "I-I mean... You did those. Them, I don't know..."

Jaune nodded with a smile.

"Yes miss. The bed is comfortable, no doubt. It's nice and quiet..."

"Too quiet," Pyrrha finished his thought. Jaune nodded back.

"Yes miss. I used to play music when I stood watch. It helped the others sleep."

He frowned.

"I-I can stop if you want me to-"

"No!" Pyrrha nearly cried, but she kept her voice low just in time, "N-No. That's all right. I... I like hearing you play and sing."

Jaune flushed a bit.

"Shucks... I'm sure you've heard better singers and players."

"I..." Pyrrha shook her head. "Maybe, but... But I still like hearing you."

Jaune nodded, and smiled. It sent Pyrrha's heart racing, but she stoically kept her face neutral, kind, but polite.

"Well, thank you Miss Nikos."

"You... You don't have to call me that," Pyrrha insisted. "You... You can just call me Pyrrha."

Jaune winced.

"You sure, Miss? You're just such a... A fine lady. Famous, even. Me, I'm just a farm boy trying to become a Hunter-"

"I'm just trying to become a Huntress too, Jaune," Pyrrha insisted softly. "I... We're the same. Please?"

Jaune stared at her for a moment.

"I guess someone like you might want to just be treated normal like, am I right?"

Pyrrha blushed, but nodded.

"Y-Yes... If that's okay?"

"... Sure thing, Pyrrha," Jaune said with a smile. Pyrrha's heart fluttered again, and she held back a giggle.

"Thank you Jaune."

"Though uh... I may slip up from time to time," Jaune warned her, fingering his guitar strings quietly, "It's a habit that got beat into me."

Pyrrha's eyes widened. Jaune chuckled at her expression.

"Nothing too rough, Miss-Er, Pyrrha. I promise. Better to get cuffed by Mister Duke or Dad than get shot cause I offended some village mayor, right?"

"I... I suppose that's fair," Pyrrha muttered. She smiled. "Um... Would you play me a song?"

Jaune frowned thoughtfully.

"If you want. Got a request?"

"Um..." Pyrrha blushed. "M-Maybe... Something romantic?"

Jaune blinked.

"N-Not that I have anyone... In particular... In mind," Pyrrha mumbled.

Jaune smiled.

"Course Miss... Um, Pyrrha."

He began strumming a bit more uptempo than the last song, but still quiet.

"Around her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in the springtime and in the month of May
Hey, hey!
And if you asked her why the heck she wore it,
She wore it for her lover who was far, far away~!"

"Far away (far away)!
Far away (far away)!
Oh, she wore it for her lover who was far, far away,
Far away (far away)
Far away (far away)
Oh, she wore it for her lover who was far, far away~!"

Pyrrha sighed dreamily. She had fantasized about some kind, wonderful young man serenading her by moonlight.

Coming to Beacon was truly the best decision she'd ever made...

A boot slammed into Jaune's face from outside the window, and he went sprawling face first onto the floor. Pyrrha barely saved his guitar.

"Jaune!" She cried.

"SHUT UP! PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!" A male voice bellowed from outside.

"Yes sir," Jaune mumbled.

The two songs Jaune played are:

"Streets of Laredo"

And

"She Wore a Yellow Ribbon"