On a
beautiful day in the summer, students were returning to Beacon Academy after
their summer break. Many had already returned and were spending time catching
up with their teammates in the cafeteria.
Except
for their leader, Team RWBY was sitting at one table all on one side. Across
from them at another table was Team JNPR. While Weiss drank a cup of coffee and
Yang seemed to be making faces at Nora, Blake had one of her notebooks open. In
it, she had doodled pictures of her former White Fang partner Adam Taurus. Ever
since the fight at the docks, she had been obsessed with trying to figure out
what he was after.
“Whatcha
doin’?” asked Yang.
“Nothing!”
said Blake, quickly shutting her notebook. “Just going over some notes from
last semester.”
A
green grape flew at Yang and she caught in her mouth. She looked back at Blake.
“Lame!” Nora catapulted a second grape and Yang caught it again.
It
seemed like everything was going to be normal that day until Ruby appeared and
slammed a giant white binder on the table. The title of the binder read “Best
Day Ever Activities!” in bright red marker. Above that, in a conservative
typeface which had been crossed out was “Vytal Festival Activities: Property of
Weiss Schnee.”
Ruby
cleared her throat. To her team, “Sisters!” To JNPR, “Friends!” And then,
“Weiss.”
“Hey!”
“Four
score and seven minutes ago, I had a dream.”
“This
oughta be good,” said Yang, catching a cherry in her mouth.
“A
dream that one day, the four of us would come together, as a team, and have the
most fun that anyone has ever had… ever!”
“Did
you steal my binder?” asked Weiss.
“‘I am
not a crook’,” said Ruby, throwing up a pair of deuces.
Blake
asked, “What are you talking about?”
“I’m
talking about kicking this semester off with a bang!”
Yang
replied, “I always kick my semesters off with a Yang! Eh? Guys? Am I right?”
Suddenly, an apple hit in her face and Nora booed.
Ruby
continued, “Look guys, it’s been a good two weeks, and between more exchange
students arriving and the tournament at the end of the year, our second
semester is going to be great. But classes start back up tomorrow. Which is why
I’ve taken the time to schedule a series of wonderful events for us today.”
“I
don’t know whether to be proud or scared of what you have in store,” said
Weiss.
Yang
chucked a green apple back at Nora.
“I
don’t know,” added Blake. “I think I might sit this one out.” She had more
research to do.
“Sit
out or not, I think however we spend this last day, we do it as a team. I for
one think—” But then suddenly, pie. It hit someone in the face. That someone
was Weiss.
Nora
looked at her hand like it wasn’t hers. It had betrayed her. How had that cream
pie managed to tumble off her fingers so badly that she hit Weiss instead of
Yang? Never mind the fact that she completely missed Blake who sat between the
two.
The
pie slid off Weiss’ face leaving her with a whipped cream facial. She shook
with anger and embarrassment. She reached for the nearest food object, an
apple, and cocked her arm.
Meanwhile,
outside the cafeteria, Sun Wukong was with a teammate of his from Team SSSN,
Neptune Vasilias. Sun had been telling him all about the fight that had
happened at the docks the previous semester. “Man, that’s harsh,” commented
Neptune.
“So
then we were there fighting side-by-side,” continued Sun. “She was super fast!
And then I threw a banana at a guy which sounds gross but it was awesome!”
“Nice!”
“Right?
And the best part is, she’s a Faunus.” Sun raised a hand to his lips in shock.
“But that’s a secret. I didn’t say that! Okay?”
“Got
it.”
“And
not a I’m-going-to-go-tell-Scarlet-the-second-Sun-turns-his-back secret. I’m
talking secret-secret.”
“Whoa,
whoa. Chill out, man, okay? I got it.”
Sun
eyed him.
Neptune
whispered, “I got it.”
“You
better. I just don’t wanna screw this up, you know? The people here are the
coolest. No offense to you guys.”
“None
taken.”
Finally,
Sun and Neptune reached the cafeteria’s entrance.
“Okay,”
said Sun, “they’re right in here. I’m really excited for you to meet them. So,
be cool, okay? You’re gonna be cool, right?”
“Dude,”
said Neptune. He stood back and folded his arms. And in his tight pants, slim
fit hoodie over collared shirt and tie with his teeth sparkling in the sun, he
did cut an impressive figure.
“Good
point,” admitted Sun.
But as
Sun and Neptune entered the cafeteria, an onrush of students exited. Some of
them shouted “food fight” and a feminine cackle echoed.
Sun
and Neptune saw Team JNPR at the far end of the cafeteria with several tables
stacked upon each other. Ren, Jaune, and Pyrrha acted as honor guards
protecting Nora who was on the topmost table declaring, “I’m queen of the
castle! I’m queen of the castle!”
Team
RWBY meanwhile was closest to the entrance with Ruby declaring war on JNPR.
“Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be…” she crushed a
milk carton in her hand, “delicious!”
“Yeah!”
her team chimed.
“Ha!
Off with their heads!” ordered Nora.
JNPR
started lobbing watermelons en masse at RWBY.
“Yang!”
said Ruby. “Turkeys!”
Yang
dashed forward and stuck either fist up a turkey. She banged them together and
faced the onslaught of watermelons. They came fast and furious, but no melon
could stand up to her Iron Turkey Fist technique. Having smashed them all, she
launched them from her fists and hit Jaune full in the body with both.
Pyrrha,
witnessing the loss of her teammate and captain, took up a baguette and sought
to mete out her vengeance on Blake who had grabbed a pair of baguettes. The two
clashed and pushed against each other neither stale loaf giving way.
Pyrrha
broke the bind and struck but Blake dodged. There was a flurry of expert French
Dough Cuts between the two well-seasoned warriors. Pyrrha made for a wrathful
cut, but Blake used a shadow copy to dodge it. From the air, she cast one of
her baguettes at Pyrrha and missed.
As
Blake fell, Pyrrha surged forward and delivered a Spear Roll Thrust to Blake’s
gut knocking her back several yards. Pyrrha then threw her baguette as a
javelin at Yang. Yang managed to break it and the next, but the third baguette
succeeded in knocking her back also.
Ruby
advanced in Yang’s place sliding among the spilled fluids of the cafeteria’s
tables on a tray. She jumped and kicked Pyrrha back.
Ren
and Nora now charged forward in Pyrrha’s place. Ruby spun back and deferred to
Weiss. She spun forward daintily and squirted the floor in copious amounts of
ketchup. Ren slipped and slid into a cluster of tables. Nora however jumped
into the air and grabbed a flag post from the top of the cafeteria’s wall. She
snapped it off and upon hitting the ground, embedded the end in another melon.
Nora
did an impressive flourish and smacked the melon hammer into the ground. The
force of the blow knocked Ruby back. Weiss had dodged it and picked up a frozen
swordfish by the tail. While not a practitioner of the Xiphias Gladiae arts,
Weiss found the fish to be about the right length, weight, and handling of her
Myrtenaster. She engaged Nora in savage combat, but her Xiphiidae rapier let
her down not being able to match the sheer brutality of Nora’s Cucurbitaceae
hammer. She delivered a crushing blow to Weiss’ abdomen and knocked her all the
way back to the other end of the cafeteria.
Weiss
hit a pillar and shattered it. As she fell unconscious, Ruby leapt and caught
her saving her from the pillar’s collapse.
“Weiss?!
Weiss! Don’t leave me!” But seeing no reaction from the Ice Queen, Ruby
couldn’t stop a lament from escaping her lungs.
Meanwhile,
Yang and Ren were back in the fight going at each other. Yang was armed with
her Iron Turkey Fists and Ren with his Fresh Leek Kali Sticks. Being fast as
lightning and with expert timing, the two fighters showcased their martial art
prowess against one another. Yang got the upper hand with a Turkey Hammerfist
to Ren’s head and followed it up with a Turkey Uppercut launching him into the
air. Ren regained enough faculty to throw his leeks at Yang, but she dodged
them jumping into the air herself and then meteored him straight into the
ground.
As
Yang landed though, Nora avenged Ren with a powerful upward sweep with her
melon hammer. The force caught Yang full force destroying the melon and
catapulting her up through the cafeteria’s ceiling.
Disarmed
of her hammer, Blake seized the advantage by lashing Nora with a Weiner Whip.
Nora was knocked back into a grape soda machine breaking it open and releasing
cans of soda all over the ground. She picked up a few and bombarded Blake with
the refreshing and sweet taste of the vine.
Blake
managed to dodge Nora’s bombardment, but she couldn’t dodge Pyrrha’s
unrelenting salvo of grape sodas driven by her magnetic semblance. Caught in
the carbonated explosion, she was blasted back.
Having
regained her composure and seen enough of her comrades fall in brutal battle,
Ruby stood and faced the four fresh members of JNPR. They prepared themselves
for whatever the tiny girl would do, but they received the shock of their lives
when Ruby rushed at them maxing out her speedy semblance. As she became a
blinding vortex of red, a vacuum was created in her wake picking up all the
remnants of food that had been spent in battle.
Ruby
rocketed past Team JNPR and they were caught in the vacuum. Ruby stopped before
the cafeteria wall and JNPR slammed into it. Ruby backflipped away just as the
tornado of food caught up with JNPR coating them in greasy, sticky, leftover
victuals. Having suffered a consummate defeat, the only thing they could do was
slide off the wall to the floor.
“I
love these guys,” said Sun. He looked over at Neptune who was covered in grape
soda.
Just
then, Glynda burst into the cafeteria growling. She waved her riding crop and
in a complicated but sentient harmony, the tables of the cafeteria were all
realigned in their proper places and the wasted food disposed of in their
proper receptacles. Through grit teeth, Glynda warned both teams, “Children!
Please! Do not play with your food.”
The
damage done and pain subsided, both teams felt ashamed of themselves in their
stained uniforms. Suddenly, Yang fell back through the cafeteria roof and
shattered the tension of the moment. Both teams erupted into laughter. Glynda
let out an exasperated sigh.
“Let
it go,” advised Ozpin, materializing at her side.
Glynda
reluctantly relaxed. “They’re supposed to be the defenders of the world.”
“And they will be. But right now, they’re still children. So why not let them play the part? After all, it isn’t a role they’ll have forever.”
“And they will be. But right now, they’re still children. So why not let them play the part? After all, it isn’t a role they’ll have forever.”
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