Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY.

If you're reading this then I should inform you something first. This fic's is basically a rewrite and the plot is recycled from my other fic called 'Initiate Plan FUBAR Remnant' so some scenes from the other fic would be reuse. So. If you haven't read the original and don't want to be spoiled then don't read the original. If you've read it before then don't say I didn't warn you about it. By the way none of the scene from the other fic were used in this chapter.

Also, the chapter didn't came out the way I had hoped it would. Maybe it's because I got lazy at the end there. I find certain aspects of it to be….lacking something. And why the hell did I write 26k words again? Curse me and my inability to write shorter stories. It's like some sort of curse or something that just keep dumping more ideas for the chapter but didn't really refine it first. Should I split it in half?

Nah, too lazy. Anyho, enjoy.

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I blinked, confused at the sight in front of me.

A brick wall greeted me even though it wasn't there a second ago.

I blinked again, thinking that I'm hallucinating right now.

The wall in front of me still haven't disappeared.

I thought that maybe if I blink again it would actually disappeared this time.

It didn't.

Seeing that the wall is here to stay I thought I should look around instead of just staring at the very rude wall. I crank my head left and found that instead of a wall appearing in front of me like magic, it was actually the other way around.

Apparently, I'm standing in an alleyway or something because when I look to the left, I found that the brick wall in front of me was actually a part of a building and I'm being sandwiched between two of them while standing in a narrow passage. It's rather dark here as the sun was being blocked by the buildings, casting a looming shadow over me.

I can see the figures of people walking pass the entrance to the alley, completely unaware that I'm standing in it. Some seem to be in a hurry, some were taking their time as they stroll about. My ears were able to pick up their footsteps and muddled chatter by but they're too far away for me hear what they're saying clearly. I turn to the right and saw the exact same thing but there's still no clue as to why I'm here.

Hmm, I find the entire situation quite otherworldly considering that I haven't even move an inch at all from my last position or have done anything that would cause me to arrive here.

How am I so sure that I haven't moved at all?

Because the last thing I remembered doing was taking a dump.

Yes, I'm pretty sure I'm wasn't moving around at all if I'm just sitting on the toilet seat with shit stained butt hole.

My ass feels strangely clean though.

I look down at my body to see that I'm fully clothed. I pull open my pants to see that yes, I'm wearing underwear. I found myself wearing loose white long sleeve shirt, black baggy cargo pants and gray shoes. I'm dressed pretty blandly right now, which is good. Don't want to attract any attention to myself in this new place until I can get a good idea where I am and figure out what to do from there…. Unless everyone's dressed different here, wherever here is, and I'm standing out like a sore thumb. But why do I get the feeling that I should be glad that I wasn't completely naked.

Oh hey, I still have my watch on.

Huh? That's odd. Why did it skip four hours? I'm pretty sure it's morning when I'm taking a shit but now it's afternoon. Did someone mess with my watch or had I simply forgotten what I was doing up until now. I press my fingers on my temples, trying to remember what I did during those four hours. Somewhere deep in my subconscious, it's telling me that I've done something within those four hours but somehow there's a large gap in between that time frame.

Did I just lost four hours worth of memories?

Then I guess I didn't arrive here while I was taking a dump. Thank fucking God for small miracles. It would've been awful if I have to walk around with shit stained underwear.

There's a surprising lack of panic from me considering my situation though. Maybe my mind still haven't fully grasp the fact that I'm in a completely different place without any explanation yet. I might as well take the chance to assess the situation before my mind catches up with reality and a breakdown occurs and severely hampers my thinking process.

I continue to stare at the masses of people walking pass the alley that I'm in, taking in the sight and gathering any information my eyes can tell me. There were a lot of interesting people passing by. Some that walked by looks unique in their own fashionable way that made me think they could work as a model or something, they certainly have to looks for it too. The others were just ordinary, like really ordinary. So ordinary that they are nothing more than black silhouettes to my eyes unless I focus on them.

I have a feeling that they wouldn't be out of place as background characters in an Anime. Judging by the look of their clothes on the ones that I'm focusing on. What I'm wearing right now won't be considered out of place and could easily blend in with them….I hope. Surely I won't be noticed so easily with what I'm wearing and could be passed off as another background character right? I mean, it's not like I have a god damn cape to draw people's attention like that girl that just walked by. Who the fuck wears capes in public anyway? A serious case of chuunibyou? Or am I in the weird part of Japan where all the crazy happen on in a daily basis.

Where the hell am I anyway? I shift my sight to the buildings in front of me. The designs look different than the ones I'm used to seeing. They don't look Japanese, that's for sure. They look western or something but what do I know, it's not like I go out of my way to check the building designs on the internet.

A loud roaring sound flew by overhead. It sounded like an airplane or something similar and I snap my head up just in time to catch a glimpse of a giant metal contraption flew by, blocking out the sky like a great devourer trying to eat the earth. Then it flew away, leaving behind a bright blue, cloudless sky for me to gaze at.

My jaws dropped at the sight of what I presume to be an airship.

Since when did we humans create giant fucking metal airships that look like a discount Star Trek transport ship!? We still haven't found a solution for world hunger for fuck sakes but we somehow have the resources to create airships that look like it came straight out of a low budget sci fi movie. It has flappers for fuck sakes! Who the hell needs flappers in a god damn airship! While I get that it may be use for steering or altitude purposes but what happens when someone shot one of them down? The pilot loose control and crashes!?

God damn it Government! If you're gonna ignore the poor and starving at least have the decency to make it look cooler! The damn thing looked like it's meant for a web series!

Just as I was ranting in my head I caught something odd moving in my peripheral vision. My head turn around and I caught sight of a girl. I was instantly mesmerized by the sight. Well, if you wanna know, she pretty, got all the right curves in the right places and decent sized mounts but her looks were not what captivated me.

I'm currently staring at her ass right now but that is also not what caught my attention. It was what's above her ass that seem so interesting to me.

There was a tail there. A round, bushy tail that seem to be twitching every so often.

I wanna pet it. I wanna pet it so badly.

I blinked and continue to watch the girl's oh so fluffy looking tail in trance, fighting against the voices whispering inside my head to fondle the round fluffiness of adorableness until she walk out of sight. Once she's gone I shook my head to get rid of the urge to pet said bushy tail, noting that the voice is slowly subsiding before thinking that I must be seeing things right now because unless humans have already evolved to the point where we need animal appendages to survive, I seriously doubt what I saw just now was real.

That thought got debunked the moment I saw another person walked by and he had bunny ears. I wanted to convince myself that he was wearing fakes ones but they were moving on their own, reacting to the sounds around him. I slowly raise my hand to my face, flex my fingers before placing them together and slap myself as hard as I could.

"Ow!" I promptly rule out dreaming in my current predicament. So….hallucinating then?

Hmm, I don't remember eating any strange mushroom. Then again, I did loose four hours worth of memories. I quickly did a double check to see if I had double in size like a certain Italian plumber created by Japanese people, who speaks English and looks like a Mexican that's addicted to mushrooms and hallucinating about saving Princesses in strange kingdoms and endangering turtles while their father tries to negotiate with said Princess in order to save his people only to be interrupted by said plumber and sent into a fiery death in molten lava.

I did not.

Shame, would've been cool. But I did feel that something's off though…..oh well, guess I'll never find out what it was.

Now that I think about it, this situation I'm in seems familiar to me somehow….now where have I see- That's right! Self inserts fanfictons!

I've read about this type of situations plenty of times before. Guy get send into anime world, guy freaks out for one episode or chapter before mysteriously getting their shit together then tires to befriend main cast and join them in their adventure while quite possibly finding romance along the way because it's totally impossible for them to find it in real life. There are three ways for the self insert to do things. Follow the storyline, changing things for his liking or FUBAR the shit out of it.

Sounds simple enough to do, only problem is….what world did I get sent into? Hmm, strange looking airships, people walking around that look like they belong in the model industry and wearing flashy looking clothes, background characters that look like black silhouettes from a distance and people with animal appendages…. Now where have I seen all of these before?

Oh I know! I could just search the net for it.

With that in mind, I pulled out my phone from my pocket and saw the most frightening thing that I've ever bore witnessed to in my short and uneventful life.

No internet connection.

The shock from the revelation kick started something in my brain and I could feel the waves of panic, confusion and horror that was taking it's time to build up and creeping out from the deepest part of my mind to suddenly gain new momentum. It poured out of whatever pit that I kept them in, like the creatures of hell escaping from their domain, shutting down all thought process in my mind.

Oh great, here comes the breakdown.

I fell onto my knees and shouted. "FFFFFFFFFFFFF-"

While my mind was doing it's thing, breaking down all the information inside that I've gathered so far and trying to process them and silently accepting the fact that I'm no longer in my world. The subconscious part of the brain find itself realising something crucial about my way of thinking about the mess that I'm in right now. I'm actually more worried that I no longer have access to the internet than finding myself in in another world. I sure have my priorities straight.

Then again, I'm in a different world. Of course there's no internet here or maybe there is but my phone is not equipped with the gizmos to connect to it. Either way, I'm a very sad man now.

You would think that finding yourself in a different world would get more reaction than just a simple WTF but in reality, you don't. Like all human beings from the twenty first century whose minds are already hoping for something interesting to happen in their already fucked up lives, you adapt with time. I just so happen to have the ability to adapt at a frightening pace. Perks of being a gamer I suppose, being able to keep calm in the most absurd situations. Also, I'm a very chill dude but I suspect I became that way because I spending years glued to a screen and not having any social contact in real life to remind me that other people are actually important in someway and made me feel apathy to mostly everything besides my family….and games.

Sure I'd miss my home and family but meh, they'll live without me just fine until I find a way back. Dad always said to me 'Son, there comes a time where a man must leave everything they know and love behind and follow the path set for them. With that said, your current path is to buy a pack of beer at the supermarket for me so get your ass outta your chair and get your butt moving. It's my turn to use the computer now.' Mum would on the other hand would say, 'Why can't you be like most guys and follow your libido so that you can make me a granny already. You're already twenty for Christ's sake. All your friends are already posting baby pictures on their Facebook.'

I have awesome parents. Anyway, they probably would think that I'm off to follow my dreams or some shit and support me one hundred percent, even if I never call back and might possibly be dead. Oh well, at least I have siblings that could grant mother her wish to become a grandmother. Right now I have to focus on surviving in this world and I don't even know what world I'm in. There's so many that had animal human hybrids that I've lost count of it.

Suddenly, all that panic and trepidation just vanished without a trace. Odd. Oh well, at least I can focus on the present now.

First things first when it comes to new places. Time to explore the heck out of it. Hopefully, one of the dimension traveling rules applies in this situation and everyone speaks English for no reason other than for convenience. Hopefully. If not then I can always pretend to be mute or deaf, or maybe just play the retard and hope that people won't come near me until I learn the language.

I push myself up from the ground and pat the dirt off my pants before turning towards the nearest exit while noting that no one seem to care about my recent shouting just now and comes to investigate the disturbance. It's the same as saying that I could have been stabbed in that dark, damp alley, shouting at the top of my lungs for help and no one would give a damn. Nice to know that the people are so caring in this world. Then again, if one random guy started swearing like he had just stepped on a Lego brick in the middle of some dark, creepy alley, I would stay away from that place too so I can't really fault them.

Once I walked out into the open I could feel the warn, soothing rays of the sunlight making contact with my skin. It's like a reminder that even when all hope seems lost and everything seem to be submerged in darkness, there would always be light after the dark.

I hated the sun immediately. It burns my skin like acid would and I could feel myself being weaken like a vampire in the stori- Yeah, I'm totally exaggerating right now. Being stuck indoors for too long tends to do that to you when you're force out into the sun.

I squint my eyes as the light suddenly assaulted my vision, temporarily robbing me of my sight until my eyes got used to the brightness. Once I blinked the black spots away and regain my vision. I was immediately impressed by the sights. I stopped in the middle of the street, eyes surveying the place with wonder shining in my eyes like a tourist on a trip.

I seem to have walked into some of some sort shopping place. Or maybe just a part of town or city where people tend to hang out since this place is blooming with them. So many people….so annoying. I think we need a plague. Do they have plagues in this world?

Rows and rows of buildings are all perfectly lined up on both my sides, each had their own store sign placed proudly above their entrance. They were displaying different products on their store window, ranging from clothing, food, jewelery, weapons, etc.

People of all races were roaming about, parents had their kids with them, holding hands or giving them piggyback rides, couples were holding hands and getting snugly with each other, some others walk alone while holding shopping bags. There were a few that had weapons on them or at least I assume they were weapons, can't really tell. I spend a few minutes watching the crowd, keeping my legs moving because just staying at one place would draw attention to myself. Crowd watching is one of the things that I was subconsciously learned due to all the hours I wasted while sitting on a bench whenever I was dragged out for a shopping spree by my sister, you know, as a glorified bag carrier. If you watch carefully, you can notice subtle things that you normally won't pick up.

I noticed that the humans tend to avoid the animal hybrids for some reason. The humans outnumbered the hybrids here or maybe I'm at the part of town where the hybrids rarely go to. Anyway, some of the human adults were giving mean glares towards the hybrids direction. I saw a mother pulled their kid away from the incoming hybrid and whisper something into their ears. Judging by the twitch of the (Cat?)girl's ear that just walked passed, she had undoubtedly heard what the mother just said and judging by the frown marrying her face, I doubt it's anything good.

Ha, racism. It exist no matter what world you're in. Ah~ humans, they never change.

Anyway, I wonder why the two races aren't getting along. Is it because they have appendages that could fill a person's cuteness meter with relative ease? But from the glares and bad mouthing, I think not. The smell? I walk pass someone with a dog's tail and chose the exact moment to breath in, not loudly or anything, just inhaling. Nope, no weird smell coming from them. So I guess something happened between the two races then? Did the humans get jealous of them because they have extra parts and they had a war about it? Sounds about right, humans are always jealous of one thing or the other and start stupid shit for just for the heck of it.

Then I noticed another thing about the people here. Aside from everyone looking like they could all work in a model industry, they are all so freaking tall. I mean I'm six feet tall for Christ's sake and yet everyone is like a head or a head and a half taller than me. Am I in a world of giants?

Just as I had that thought I walked passed a mirror shop which just so happen to have a large full body mirror placed out on the display window and I got a quick glance of myself at the corner of my eye when I pass by.

I froze mid-step, my feet dangling in the air as my heart seem to sunk down to my stomach like the titanic. My neck slowly crank to the side, squeaking like a rusted gear that badly needed to be oiled. My eyes took in the sight of a young male, staring right at me with one of his leg hanging in the air while his face was frozen with confusion clearly present and eyes widen to a considerable degree. Short spiky black hair, blue eyes, wearing the same thing I am but considerably shorter than six feet.

I let my feet down and march towards the mirror before peering into it.

D-did I de-aged? Holy shit, I look fifteen! No wonder why everyone's so tall right now. I'm probably a hundred and sixty cm or something. Or maybe I did eat a weird mushroom and shrunk instead of growing bigger. Mario, you lied to me.

I continue to stare, not moving, not even a twitch, just like a Weeping Angel that was spotted, as my brain temporally shuts down and rebooted just so it had more processing power to get over the fact that I look fifteen again. Then, there was a strange sensation that seem to be pushing down the shock and confusion that I'm feeling before they disappeared completely. I blinked, my mind no longer in overdrive and I somehow had already accepted the fact that I'm younger now before I started walking by the side of the shops, pretending to be window shopping. I don't like getting weird looks after all.

I'm accepting this rather well all things considered. Then again, there's that strange, unnatural shock suppression I just experienced twice in a row. Unless of course something messed with my mind when I was transported here and I lost the ability to freak out over mind shattering things. If I did then good I guess? No need to start screaming like a spider just landed on my face while I'm in the middle of the street after all. Still, I should feel worried that I'm not freaking out about finding myself in another world thingy but yet I can't. It's almost like something at the back of my mind is preventing me from feeling it, suppressing it maybe.

*Gasp* it's kinda like Gamer's mind skill from those Gamer fanfictions! Do I have it!?

"Stats." I muttered under my breath and waited, trying to hold in my excitement as I wait for some sort of pop up to appear. A few seconds passed by in anticipation but nothing happened. "Inventory, skills, options." I tried again.

Nope, nothing appeared. Oh well, time to cross bullshit powers out of the list I suppose. I still haven't figure out where I am yet. Where am I going anyway? Do I keep walking until something interesting happen? Usually Self inserts are suppose to be dropped near the main cast or something so that they can befriend them or whatever, or dropped near the villain group to be a baddie. What am I suppose to be looking for in this heavily populated area? A terrorist attack? I've been walking for a while now and none of these places seem familiar at all. There's something that looks remotely like a cafe a few feet in front of me though. Can I say that I got lost when I'm already lost in the first place?

Come on, give me a sign for something at least. I whined mentally, not liking the feeling of not having a clear objective. Must have been years of gaming hardwiring my brain to think this way. I never do things without a clear objective before, always being told what to do and complete them asap and get on the next one. Maybe that's why I find sandbox games a bit too time wasting. So many things to do, so little time, causing me to take a nap instead.

Just as I asked for a sign, the glass door to the cafe opened just as I was about to walk past it, causing me to halt in my steps or I'll bump into the person walking out with a light skip in her steps. She seem to be in a good mood since she was actively ignoring everything around her while a bright smile on her face.

Oh hey, it's that girl with the cape again. Her hood was covering the rest of her face though. Now that I got a better look at her, it's more of a cloak rather than a cape. A bright white cloak. Hmm, where have I seen that before?

The girl just skip away without even noticing me while humming to herself. She was clutching a paper bag to her chest like it's some sort of treasure, seemingly lost in her own world. I turn back to look at the cafe the she walked out from and saw a help wanted sign plastered on the window. I raise a brow at the sign before tilting my head up to read the cafe's name.

"Cookie Heaven?" I said out loud.

The cafe is a two story building painted bright blue with potted plants placed on both sides of the door for decoration. The store's wooden sign was right above the door and had drawings of clouds decorating it. Thinking of cookies made my hungry and my hunger made me realise something crucial. I pat my pockets for anything that resembling a wallet but found none. Well shit, I'm broke as fuck in this world. Oh well, it's not like they would accept earth's currency anyway.

Then another thought hit me, I'm homeless as well aren't I?

I look back at the help wanted sign and read the details. Hm, Full time or part time, looking for a waiter or waitress or someone to man the counter, or an able cook, fifteen lien per hour. Is lien the currency in this world? I thought about whether or not I should work here before simply shrugging. "Well, I did ask for a sign. And a man's gotta eat." I murmured as I walk closer towards the cafe.

I stopped near the window and peer into it to see what the interior looks like.

The insides are well lit by the cloud shaped ceiling lamps, it's walls were painted light blue and had clouds here and there to continue with the heaven theme. There are wooden tables and chairs placed around in an orderly fashion. Paintings were hung on the walls, some plants and other things were decorating the place to make it seem less empty. If I look closely, I could see that there's a bar at the far end of the building and the counter was right next to it. There's also a cake display cabinet filled with various baked good. The entire place looks and feels homely, giving off a relaxing atmosphere for those who simply wants to enjoy their time there. So far I counted a few people inside and one was behind the counter.

"It's not one of those lifestyle cafe is it?" I asked myself. This place kinda reminds me of 'Secret Recipe' back home, except for the heaven theme. You can go there and enjoy your afternoon eating cakes, drinking coffee and immerse yourself in there, seemingly forgetting all your real life problems.

Hmm, working as a waiter or behind the counter eh? I have plenty experience for both of those. I suppose I should thank my grandparents for that since they own their own cafe. And being their grandson means that I am obliged to help them whenever there's too many customers or when one of the worker bailed because he or she wasn't expecting that much customers and boy do they bail a lot too. Traitors the lot of them. And I do everything without getting paid at all, at least they get cash at the end of the day.

Taking a deep breath, I push open the glass door and step inside. There was a ringing sound and I look up to see a bell there. My nose was immediately assaulted by the aroma of baked goods while my body felt the cool air wash over me, most likely because of an air conditioner inside.

I continue to walk in, some curious heads turn to see who had entered and quickly turn back to their business once their curiosity was satisfied. I stride in with my eyes darting around, taking in more of the interior design that I couldn't see from outside the window.

I noticed that there was a beautiful middle aged lady that's keeping her eyes on me. She has green hair tied into a ponytail, which doesn't look bad at all for some reason even though it would absolutely look weird or get a few odd stares back in my world but here, it fits her perfectly. Her emerald green eyes that shone with wisdom beyond her age(not that I know how old she was) were keeping their gaze on me. I would normally think that her eye colour is unnatural and could be contact lens but after the crowd watching that I had just before, I noticed that everyone's eye colour is different here. Did I mentioned that everyone here has looks that would make models back in my world look like ordinary people? Because they totally have the looks that would make the models back home want to weep in jealousy.

She's wearing a loose light green blouse with white spotted patterns, tight fitted black pants and green sneakers. This also brought up something that I've noticed during my crowd watching, everyone seem to be dressed in some sort of colour theme. It's almost like the entire street was filled with walking rainbows.

Oh yeah, the woman's eyes never left me ever since I came in. Could it be that she's checking me out? Is my manly charm so irresistible that even older ladies would fall for me even though I look so much younger than her? Nah, I'm kidding. She's the one manning the wooden counter and is most likely waiting for me to walk up there and order something.

"Are you going to order something or are you just going to continue stare at me?" she said with a smirk once I got stop in front of the counter, emerald eyes meet blue ones as she spoke with a teasing tone in her voice.

I just pouted at her before rubbing the back of my neck as I started thinking of what to say to get the job. I wonder if I'm going to be interviewed first, if so what should I say? It's not like I have an identity in this world and that by itself would raise plenty of questions. Oh fuck it, I'll just wing it like always whenever I get into trouble. It has never failed me before and I'm willing to bet it won't fail me now.

I let my hand down to my side and spoke up "I saw the sign outside the cafe and wonder if I could get a job here. Do I have to speak to the manager about it?"

She raise an eyebrow at me as she lean over on the counter with an elbow while her other arm was resting on top of it. "You're talking to her right now." she told me before giving me a once over. "You look rather well off. What do you need a job for? Need the extra cash to buy something that caught your fancy? Wanting to buy a gift for your special someone?" she asked with a grin as she move her eyebrows up and down repeatedly.

My mind pause for a split second to think of an excuse. But there's something worrying me. Can she tell if someone's lying? There are plenty of those people who can do that. So I suppose it's better to play it safe then and tell half truths instead.

"Actually, I lost everything and now I'm broke and homeless. So right now I'm currently looking for a job so that I don't starve." I answered her, keeping my voice blank. Well, it's the truth after all. I was ripped away from my home and ended up here and thus it could be counted as losing everything. I just said it in a way that she would think that some freakish accident happened, causing me to lose everything.

The lady just gave me a skeptical look. "You don't sound like someone who had just lost everything."

"Eh, a man's gotta eat. Whining and bitching won't get any food on my plate any quicker." I shrugged.

"Very funny kid. If you really want a job here then I have a few questions to ask." she rolled her eyes, apparently thinking that I was only joking about losing everything. To be fair, I was rather nonchalant about the whole sent to another universe thing. The lady point her thumb behind her towards the doorless doorway, I could tell that it's the kitchen from here judging by all the cooking appliances there that I could see. "Go wait in the back, I'll get to you as soon as I can."

I did a lazy salute "Yes ma'am." and promptly waltz right in through the only entrance I could find at the side of the bar and entered the kitchen. Well, that went well. Hope I can bullshit my way into getting this job though. It would be perfect for my current skill set.

By the way, the way she talks kinda reminds me of a former delinquent turned mother that never really lose her way of speaking her the olden days. It wouldn't be out of place if she had a cigarette box sticking out of her breast pocket and is smoking one right now.

I should be able to survive working here. Hell, I can cook, bake, clean and do basically everything a housewife could, sans giving birth, and I could do them with extreme efficiency. I'm been called one of those…. whatchamacallit again…. Oh right, a househusband. Not sure when I became like that though. I had siblings to look after and my parents aren't always home. Even though I always told the to clean up after themselves they didn't and would leave a mess. I had to cook for ourselves because I'm already sick of eating takeouts and the non healthy food. My parents would count on me to look after them and the house so I learned all of those out of necessity and my siblings won't even cooperate and make things harder than it should be and-

Mother of conspiracies! It was Mum's plan all along! If she manage to turn me into a househusband then I would do her chores for her even though she was suppose to be the one to do it! No wonder why she seemed so happy when I announced that I would be taking over the cooking when I was still a naive teen.

I walked into the kitchen and took a look around. The first thing I noticed is that there's no one here at all. Shouldn't there be someone doing the cooking or washing? The second thing I noticed is that the layout resembles a restaurant kitchen that comes with it's own prep-area, storage, dishwash area, pickup and cookline. All the appliances seem to be at tip top shape too. They looked almost brand new and I wouldn't be able to tell that they had been used before if it wasn't for all the ingredients sprawled all over the prep-area and the dirtied pans and pots in the washing area.

But where are all the other workers though? Haven't even seen a single soul around here. Shouldn't they be cooking for the customers? When I came in they all already have food on their tables and is taking their time to eat them. Though it's mostly just cakes and cookies instead of a real meal so I'm guessing that it's tea time? If it was me, I would have already gobbled the entire cake up like the greedy bastard I am and ordered seconds….or I could just bake it myself and stuff the entire thing into my mouth before staring into the wall as I regret my decision.

The sound of foot steps caught my attention as I was looking around the kitchen. I turn around to see the green haired lady walking in. She gesture for me to go sit at one of the wooden chairs by the prep-area before talking a seat herself. With both of us now seated and facing each other with a long metal table between us, she place her elbows on it while resting her chin on her entwined fingers. She was looking me over with a scrutinizing gaze as I sat perfectly still and not showing any emotions on my face, because I find being stared at rather amusing for some reason.

"Kid, you have a really bad poker face." the lady deadpanned before narrowing her eyes at me. "I can't tell if you're trying be serious and not laughing or if you're having a seizure. But with what you look like right now, I'm wouldn't be surprised if your dong was caught in your zipper." She let out a snort in amusement before regarding me seriously. "At least try to be serious if you want to get a job here."

"But being serious is just so hard." I whined childishly. It just doesn't feel right after spending so many years of not really giving a damn about things. In response, she gave me a stare that reminded me of my very crossed mother when I did something wrong when I was younger and I immediately sat up straight and all form of amusement quickly left my face.

She gave a satisfied nod before the questions started firing. "So, you looking for a part time job then?"

"Actually, I'm talking about full time." I answered, causing her to raise a brow at me.

"Kid, don't you have school to go to? You aren't playing hooky now are you?" she narrowed her eyes dangerously at me.

Ah, right. So schools are a thing here. "I've never been to one before.(Not in this world anyway)" I honestly replied and gave her my best innocent looking face. Obviously it was not very good since the lady just look at me with skepticism adorning her face.

"So I'm guessing that you were home taught? Are your parents Huntsmen or something?" She asked instead of pressing on with why the heck I've never been to school in the first place. She must have been very considerate. Wait, what was it that she said?

"Huntsmen? Why do they have to be Huntsmen for me to be home taught?" I asked in a very curious fashion, like a child that had just discovered his father's stash of playboy and was wondering why the fuck are the women in there naked.

The green haired lady just blinked before she started to explain to me. Apparently if your parents are Huntsmen and their children wanted to became one too then they are allowed to train them themselves just as long as they don't neglect to teach them the school's curriculum that they were informed of or they could hire a private tutor to do it for them.

"So that way you can learn your family's fighting style so that you would have another advantage against the Grimms and not fall behind on your studies." she finishes.

Hold on. Grimms? I've heard that term before, where was it again? So far I've seen giant low budget Star Trek ripoff airships, animal people, people wearing colour themes, money called Lien and now I've learned that there are people becoming Huntsmen and hunting Grimms.

Mix everything together and you get RWBY. Oh, RWBY. No wonder why the term Grimm seems so familiar somehow…. Oh shit, RWBY. That means the world is flooded with soulless creatures of destruction that is attracted to negative emotions like a cat is to catnip. Speaking of catnip, I should buy some just in case I met Blake by accident. Crap, she's waiting for an answer.

"Well, they're not and who says I want to be a Huntsmen in the future?" I answer her question with another question. I'll need to think of how to survive against a Grimm in the future if I ever encounter one but first things first, getting the job. I've never done a job interview before so I have no idea how this will turn out.

"Oh? Then what do you want to be in the future?" she asked with a smile, somehow that smile seems to be one of relief. Anyway, I should be thankful that she didn't ask anymore about my parents. But I wonder why she would be relief about that. Is she the kind of person that doesn't want people recklessly putting their lives on the line?

She don't have to worry about me getting myself killed anytime soon. I'm not reckless enough to go fighting against a giant black-ish monster that came out of a children's nightmare. Hell, I'm not sure if I could even do any damage at all to those things the way I am right now. What am I suppose to do? Talk them to death?

"Not starving." I answer her with deadpanned and pat my stomach. "Which I'm currently feeling right now."

The lady sweatdropped and let her hands down. "Where are you parents kid?" Ah, so she finally asked about them.

"Gone." I answered, not even a trace of lie in my word since it's technically true that they're gone right now. The lady raise an eyebrow, her face still showing signs of skepticism. She's probably wonder what the fuck is wrong with the kid in front of her. Not that I blame her mind you. I'd be wondering what the fuck is wrong with me too.

The lady put on an unamused look on her face as she stare at me for a few seconds. Her eyes seemingly bore into mine before her expression soften and I heard her sigh. She ask another question. "Where do you live?"

"The nearest cardboard box I could find." I answered without missing a beat. "I'm pretty sure I've already told you I was broke and homeless."

The lady close her eyes as she lean back on her chair, making the wood creek as she place a hand over her forehead to massage her temples. "Either you're serious about the losing everything part or you're a very good liar." She let her hand down to look at me again. "You don't even look remotely like a person that had lost everything and yet I can't tell if you're lying your ass off or not."

"What can I say, you're not yourself when you're hungry." I smiled as I cross my arms in front of me.

"Alright fine, let's say that you really are broke and homeless, do you even have any experience in working in a cafe?" the lady place her elbow back on the table and rest her cheek against her fist.

"Yep." I said, popping the 'P' with a voice of confidence. I'm the one making the drinks in my grandparents cafe so I could help out in the bar. More often than not I would mix things together to see if they would taste good. And more often than not I would ended up barfing into the toilet bowl because of an upset stomach. It was worth it. I can help with the cooking and baking too if she allows it.

"Huh, I didn't expect that. You look like someone who would sit on their asses all day instead of doing anything productive." she told me in genuine surprise.

"Hey!" I utter out in annoyance, feeling slightly offended. Still, what she said was mostly true but it still hurts when she says it damn it. "I totally can do a lot of things. I can even cook, bake and make drinks." I stated with a huff.

The lady let out a snort before shaking her head with a smile. "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say. Most of the guys I've hired before all claimed that they are experienced but are pretty much useless after I hired them. Then I had to waste precious time teaching them, even though they said they already knew how to do them. They all ran away once they realise that there would be hordes of customers coming once in a while."

I see that she has the same problem with runaway helpers too. At least they have the option to run away when their working at my grandparents cafe. I'm not that lucky at all since I'm their kin therefore running away isn't an option for me.

"At least let me prove it." I pleaded with a pout.

She gave me a contemplating look before she glace around the kitchen. When her eyes stopped at the oven she nodded to herself and stood up, pushing the chair away with her leg and gesture me to stand too. "Alright then, you get one chance to impress me. I need a new batch of chocolate chip cookies anyway. Might as well see if you really can do it or if you're just full of hot air. 'Sides, even if you are lying I can still hire you as a waiter or something. Unless you can't even deliver drinks of course then I have no need for you here."

I hop up and saluted with a grin. "Yes Ma'am."

-0-

Morning came by way too fast as the sun did it's job and shone past the window just so it could assault my face as I lay in my newly acquired bed. I'll say it again, I hate the sun. Thankfully, I was already awake and expecting it and closed my eyes as soon as the light shot past the curtain, otherwise I would have been cursing up a storm the moment the big, burning, yellow ball of fuck you decided to attack my eyes with it's radiant luster of blindness.

I woke up way earlier than intended but decided to stay in bed as I think about my life now. I never expected to be transported into another world, let alone one as dangerous as RWBY. Then again, no one really expects themselves to suddenly pop into another dimension without any explanation. There's still the odd shock suppression that I've been getting for a while now. It feels odd, not panicking about my situation.

Anyway, I got hired rather quickly right after my employer, May Oliver, whom I call Boss now, got a taste of my cookie. In fact she skipped all the other questions she had in store and immediately toss me a white apron before telling me that I'm hired effective immediately and tells me to start making more of those cookies. She didn't even care whether or not that I might be a runaway or a criminal just as long as I don't bring trouble to her store. Heck, she even gave me a room upstairs all for myself to use. Turns out the second floor of the cafe is her home. The room was rather dusty when I first entered since it was unused for so long but I cleaned it up as much as I can before sleeping there.

I've also learned that she had been working on her own since all the workers that she had hired before ran away like cowards that they are because they can't handle the pressure of rush hours. My respect for the Boss was at an all time high since she was able to survive it and she had done it all on her own too for so many years too. Rush hours are a bitch to handle even when you have a lot of employees running around.

But it's too easy. There's gotta be a catch somewhere. Oh well, no point in thinking about that. Now I have a job secured so I can earn mone- I mean lien and a place to live so I don't have to find any benches to sleep on, I guess I just have survive until I can find a way to go home.

Sure, I can choose to fight monsters made out of darkness like all the other self inserts that ever came to the RWBY verse like it's a normal thing to even consider. Then I'll be nothing more than Grimm food in a span of a few seconds. I'm not suicidal, I know my limits on what I can and can't do and fighting against Grimms is something I can't do. What the hell is wrong with all the other self inserts anyway. They don't even have any prior training or anything and when they find themselves in the RWBY verse they were like, 'hey, I'm going join the main casts and fight the Grimms like real heroes do.' like the thought of possible death doesn't even faze them. Their plot armor can't protect them forever, they should know that. The road to an early grave is filled with optimism and ignorance I suppose.

But knowing my luck and the luck of all self inserts for that matter. I'm bound to find trouble sooner or later. Maybe I should stay indoors as much as possible and avoid meeting any of the main casts.

With a tired sign escaping my lips, I continue to lay on the soft, comfy mattress with my eyes closed, content to just laze my life away. The sound of birds chirping started to fill the air and I could hear quite a few people outside, already awake and moving around.

While listening to the melodious chirping of the birds outside a thought strike me. I wonder if the birds outside are actually having an epic rap battle but it sounded like chirps to the human ears. If so then it must have been an intense one seeing that they have a full crowd of other birds cheering. Hmm, I wonder who's winning.

"Hey kid! Get your ass up and down here already!" I heard the boss shouted out. Looks like it's time to start working. Hope Remnant is ready for shitload of new food and drinks being introduced into the world.

-0-

There had been a ridiculous rush of customers coming in the morning. The line to the counter was so long that they even had to wait outside and all of them seem to be the impatient type. Either that or they're just grumpy without their morning coffee. Was this place so popular that it receives this many customers on a daily biases? If so then how come no one else want's to work here? They could have been paid a lot just for surviving a rush hour. And how on eart- I mean Remnant does the boss even handle all those people on her own? Heck, no wonder why the workers ran away. It's like facing a never ending horde of zombies that's after your coffee instead of brains.

"Order up! Three espressos, two breakfast sets, five cups of coffee and ten of those specials that you've made! I want it done in fifteen minutes so get your ass moving!" I heard boss shouted from the counter as I was busy preparing meals in the kitchen.

Hmm, maybe the other reason why they ran away was because Boss is such a slave driver. Great, now I have to run over to the bar and make those drinks. But I have to prep the breakfast sets first or I'll have to run back here. Shit, ever since one of the customers tasted one of those coffee brew that I've made, the knowledge of it's existence started spreading like wildfire. it's rather popular for some reason and everyone keeps ordering it like they never tasted anything like it before. I should have known not to make it in the first place if this was the result. I'm happy that people like it but it's just so time consuming to make.

I turn off the stove and place the fried eggs on the plates that had already been arranged neatly with french toasts and sausages. I quickly took the two plates of breakfast set and place them at the pickup area and ring the small bell placed there to get the attention of the waiter or waitress, in this case it would be the Boss since we're woefully understaffed right now. Again, my respect for the woman increase significantly if she's able to handle all of this on her own for so many years without even complaining.

Welp, time to get to the bar and make those drinks. The number of zombie customers doesn't seem to be decreasing anytime soon and the cafe had only been opened for an hour too. Just your typical monday I suppose.

-0-

I'm bored now.

It's like two in the afternoon and lunch hour had already passed. Man, I thought the morning rush was heretic but lunch hour took everything to a whole new level. I can't wait to see what dinnertime is like. Yes, you can hear the sarcasm dripping in my voice as I said that.

Thankfully, now it's just a slow trickle of customers coming in every once in a while for a drink or to grab a bite. Right now the cafe's empty so I'm pretty much free now. Boss had deemed me competent enough to look after the cafe on my own and head out to buy more ingredients since we're running out. One guy managed to eat twenty plates of food all on his own. I don't think eat is the right word for it, it's more like he inhaled it all in the span of a few minutes.

By the way, there's a uniform for the workers here. Now I'm wearing a loose white short sleeve dress shirt, loose black dress pants, fancy looking black shoes and a blue apron that has the cafe's name etched onto it. I like loose clothing, it's lets more air go through it and I don't really like the feeling of the clothes hugging my frame when I'm wearing fit ones.

Oh, I also found out that today's a sunday, not monday. So not looking forward to tomorrow.

I slump listlessly onto the counter face first and let out a bored sign. I didn't just spend the time being idle, I still need to find out more about this word after all. I would eavesdrop on the customers to get a grasp on the situation going on in the world right now. The things I hear….sheesh, it's like listening to housewives complain about how badly they have it but didn't even lift a finger to change it. Humans muttering about those 'Damn animals', Faunus' complaining about being mistreated, the number of Grimms never seem to be decreasing, no end to world suffering, the young dying early, small villages outside the walls being destroyed, yada yada yada.

Nothing useful ever came up though. If I remember correctly the Grimms eats negative emotions or are born from them. And it's suppose to be public knowledge too but did anyone to anything to change the negativity everyone's feeling? Nope. They were like, maybe we should wait for the chosen one to come save our sorry asses and change our views. And some point in the future Ruby Rose to the rescue. I have no idea what point of time I am in right now. Maybe Ruby is already in Beacon, starting her adventure as a student there before all shit goes down because of Cinder. Maybe she isn't born yet. There's no point of thinking about it too much. I'm just a gamer, what am I suppose to do to help? Whack the Grimms to death with my keyboard?

I'll just stick to what I do best and bake some cookies for the little girl if she ever comes over. She deserves it after all.

Maybe instead of waiting for a miracle, the humans should learn how to stop treating the Faunus like shit so that the Grimms wouldn't appeared so often. But nooooo, we just have to be jealous of their extra appendages and treat them differently because of it. I wonder how long before a Remnant version of Hitler would appear and cause a holocaust. That would be interesting.

Eh, why should I care. This is not my world anyway, even if it is, everyone can go fuck themselves if they wanted to see the end of the world so badly. I probably won't live long enough to see the result of humanity fucking itself to an irreparable state and into extinction anyway.

At least there isn't any assholes with big egos this time around like the one that came by this morning. I swear he's like a stereotype bully or something. He tried to be all intimidating and shit when he's talking to me. How cute. I bet he had never faced the synchronized period of all the females in his household before. The though itself sends shivers down my spine. He still have a long way to go if he ever wants to scare me, armed or not.

The sound a bell ringing informed me that someone just opened the front door and I lazily tilt my head up from the counter to see who it was. I raise an eyebrow at the familiar figure that walked in. It's the girl that almost bumped into me when she walked out of the cafe. She still had the same white cloak on but her hood was pulled down this tim- What the heck!? Ruby!? I've met one of the main characters already!? No wait! Ruby uses a red cloak not white. Then who's this?

"Hey Aunt May, I'm bac- who are you?" she called out cheerfully but stopped short when she saw me behind the counter.

I push myself up from my slouching and stare at her with carefully hidden confusion as she walk closer to the counter.

In front of me is a young, silver-eyed girl with black hair that has red trimmings and a pale-white complexion. I gave her outfit a once-over, she's dressed in a white blouse, a white waist cincher with red lacing, a red skirt with red trimmings and white boots. Basically it's a white version of Ruby instead of red. I kinda wonder how she would clean her outfit if it ever gets dirty.

Her black and red hair is slightly longer than Ruby's and her side bangs are framing her face. There's also a lock of hair standing up on it's on like some sort of antenna or ahoge in animes. She has a star shaped pin holding her white cloak to her shirt and she wore a belt that has white ammo pouches on them. Sizing her up I found out that she's half a head shorter than me.

She also has an air around her that just screams 'I'm one of the main characters.' and this leads to a question, to avoid or not to avoid. I'm sure sooner or later I'll be drag into the plot or something. Meh, I'll just see how it'll go for now.

Then an idle thought hit me. What are you suppose to be? A futuristic little red riding hood that hunts the wolves instead of the other way around? But wait, you're wearing white so I guess they can't get the copyrights for little red riding hood so they use a white one instead? Oh well, guess I should answer her question now.

"Oh, I'm nobody important." I answer her with a lazy smile once she got close enough as I place my elbow on top of the counter and rest my chin on my palm. I stare into her eyes and continue, "So whaddya want to order kiddo?" I asked.

"Hey! I'm not a kid, besides you look like you're same age as me!" she replied with a pout, taking offense at being called a kid as she stop in front of the counter.

"I'm actually way older than I look kid, I'm just one of those who tend to look young no matter how many years has passed." I grinned as I watch her comically reel back with shock appearing on her face.

"No way." she voice out in awe and disbelief. "You're not joking are you?" her antenna of a hair suddenly shot up in surprise before flopping back down. Heh, amusing…..is she a Faunus?

"Of course I am. You really shouldn't believe strange things people say to you ya know." I chided her playfully. My answer seem to have peeved her somewhat as she started pouting angrily at me again. I let out a snort in amusement and she took it badly because a flush started creeping up her face and she tried to look threatening to make me apologize or something. If anything, it made her look like an angry kitten. A very angry yet adorable kitten.

The urge to pet her head just keeps increasing. Quickly! Change the subject before I commit a crime!

"Woah, woah, woah. Hakuna your tatas girly. I'm sorry for the joke alright? No need to get so worked up over it." I raise both my hands in a pacifying gesture with a sheepish smile on my face.

"Hatata your what now?" I can tell that I've lost her at some point she has big round saucers for her eyes as she tilt her head. I must be imagining things because there seem to be a question mark floating above her head. Oh well, at least she's not angry anymore.

"Anyway, now that we've established the fact that I'm not a nigh immortal vampire that had been around for centuries, what were you going to order before I called you a kid?" I tried to get things back on track because I'm not sure if I could survive the wrath of a female from this world. I heard that an aura enchanted punch could shatter boulders.

She smack her fist into her palm, creating a soft poop as she did so while her face brighten up as she remembers her original purpose for coming here. "Oh yeah, where's Aunt May?" she asked as she look around for any sign of the green haired lady.

"The Boss? She went out for more ingredients. So until then I'm the one manning the fort." I informed her.

"Really?" she looks skeptical about what I just said. "How long will you last though? Aunt May hired a lot of helpers before but they all ran away before the end of the day."

"Oi, don't underestimate me so easily. I've already survive two waves of the zombie invasion today and I'll survive the last one when dinner time comes around." I stated proudly while thumping my chest. Then I look back at the redhead in front of me that house an amused smile on her face.

"We shall see then." she nodded to herself, her hair and ahoge bobbing along with her. "Anyway, I usually have to show my face and Aunt May would know what I want but since she isn't here…." she trailed off as she turn to look into the cake display case, more accurately, staring at the trays of cookies with some sort of hunger in her eyes.

"Hmm, they look different somehow." She mumble to herself as she move closer to the glass case showing the baked goods, her ahoge started waving casually in the air.

While I'm not an expert but I would sure as hell be unable to tell the difference in any of the cookies. Also, does her ahoge react to her emotions or something? Just watching it move on it's own is giving me the urge to grab it.

She cross her arms and use her hand to rub her chin in a thinking pose as she bend over to get a closer look. If she move any closer then her breath would start to fog up the glass. Needless to say I also got a good view of her tatas from my angle. Of course, being a gentleman that I am, I've only stare at it for a few seconds before quickly shifting my sight away. Man, for a girl that looks about fifteen she sure is growing in all the right places. Wait, since she's fifteen and all, doesn't that mean that she's jailbait?

Damn this body's teenage hormones!

Deciding not to travel down the path of the pedophile, I spoke up. "You can tell? I'm the one that baked it instead of the Boss." I told her as I walk over to the display case and follow her sight to see what she's looking at. She's standing on the other side of the case and was looking at the tray of chocolate chip cookies that came out of the oven half an hour ago with vast interest. I think she's going to start drooling if I don't distract her. "So, are you going to buy them or not?" I asked in curiosity, wondering how she would react to the taste. Boss just took one bite from it and I'm already hired, the customers just keeps coming for more after they got a taste of it and now I have what seems like a cookie addict eyeing them with primal hunger in her eyes.

She seem to snap out of her trance and quirked an eyebrow at me before straightening herself. She had an uncertain look on her face as she continue to rub her chin in deep thought.

"I have very high standards when it comes to cookies you know. So far only Aunt May could satisfied it." She informed me with a grin, it's almost like she's challenging me if the cookies that I've baked could satisfy her taste. Well consider the challenge accepted!

"Well, she wouldn't have sell it if it's not up to standards. It's bad for business you know." I smirked lazily before opening the display case and took out a cookie.

"You can try a sample if you like." I told her as I walk over to the counter to hand it over for her to take. But when I blinked the cookie was already gone from my hand. The girl had somehow zipped in front of me, her cloak was still fluttering in the air before gravity pulled it down, and snatched the cookie away at the span of half a second and was already holding it between her fingers in front of her with a dazzling smile appearing on her face. It's a smile so radiant that the entire area was enveloped by her light. I need a pair of sunglasses to stop it from raping my eyes. My god, She looked so happy it's like someone just offered the world to her.

She finally realised what she was doing and cough into her free hand with a small blush on her face. "W-well, since you've offered I can't refuse now can I?" she told me, trying to hide her blush while refusing to make eye contact with me.

I just grinned broadly. "Sure, whatever you say. Are you going to eat it or not. If not then give it back."

Reddie let out an annoyed huff before she held the cookie with both hands gingerly and place said baked good into her mouth. She took a small bite into it and begin to chew. Not three munches into it and she completely stopped moving, her eyes widen in shock. It was like time all around her was frozen by an unnatural force. Her surprised face was forever encased in the frozen capsule of time. Even one of the crumbs that broke off form the cookie froze in mid air in unnatural stillness.

What the fuck?

She remained like that for a while until I concluded that she's not going to recover any time soon. "Erm, hello?" I tried to get her attention by waving my hand in front of her face or maybe at least snap her out of whatever kind of trance she's in because it's really unnerving to see someone being so still. Even the crumbs are breaking the laws of physics just by staying in the air. Just how good was my baking that I manged to make someone freeze time? Or, was it so bad that she froze in horror at the foul taste that's destroying her taste buds right this instant. I don't remember putting up any of the failed experiments for sale. I'll be honest and say that putting mayonnaise in the flour was a shitty idea. Who knew it would've exploded.

Time finally resumed around her and she noticed that she had been staring vacantly at the cookie for a while now. Without wasting another moment she quickly eats it, her hands moved so fast that it was nothing but a blur to me. She stuffed the cookie into her mouth and started munching it like a little chipmunk before swallowing it.

With the cookie gone she just stared at her empty hand like she had just lost something important to her before she slowly looks to the ground, letting her bangs cast a shadow over her face, hiding her eyes behind them. "You said you baked this right?" her voice came in a low, eerier murmur. My subconscious somehow managed to pick up something terrifying from her tone and told me that I've done fucked up and could only suffer the consequences.

"Erm, yeah?" I replied carefully, slowly edging back from the counter as I did so. My eyes dart around to find any kind of exit I could take. I could feel cold sweat starting to appear on my back as she girl in front of me started vibrating, fucking vibrating, on her spot. Oh god, what have I done!? Why is she acting like this!?

Before I could run away she reach over the counter and grabs my hand, squeezing it tightly so that I can't pull it away. Then she yanked it over the counter, pulling me along and causing my body collided with it. It caused me to feel a dull pain on my abdomen and my entire left arm to stretch out. I panicked and look up to see her clasping both her hands tightly on my left hand.

I look up a bit further to see her jaws set tight, her hair was still swaying from the abrupt momentum she caused before stopping, her eyes gaze into mine with intensity of a hawk and I could see something glinting behind those silver orbs of hers while her face was set on the most serious expression that I've only seen on people who were about to make a life changing decision.

Though the serious look she was going for was severely diminished by the cookie crumbs spread on lips. She's giving me the impression of a child that's trying to act all mature. Right now I'm feeling part curious and part confuse about her actions. Surely there's no need for her to pull my hand like tha-

"Please marry me!" she suddenly blurred out, her antenna of a hair stood up straight as she did so.

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….

Again, What the fuck?

-0-

"What do you mean he doesn't exist!?" a green haired woman growled out irritatedly, her emerald eyes glared at the bartender in front of her, glinting dangerously from the light she's sitting under. She was sitting on one of the stools in front of a bar. We also know her as May Oliver.

She is in what appears to be a nightclub as far behind her was a dance floor and a stage with equipment placed for the DJ to play his music but there aren't anyone dancing there at the moment nor are anyone else besides the woman and the bartender present in the club. Above her are light different variates of dance light that serve to give the place different type of atmosphere for each situation but they're turned off right now, making the place darker than it should be since the club is currently closed hence the reason why the club is mostly empty. Most of the area around the club is shrouded in darkness, the only light source was above the two humans at the bar, kept on just for their sakes, illumining the area with a soft orange glow.

The green haired woman is currently facing a large man with a body of a lumberjack who's standing on the other side of the bar. The man has the perfect looking gentlemanly mustache adorning his roguish face with neatly kept gray hair and he's wearing a pair of red tinted sunglasses. Why he's wearing sunglasses indoor and in such a dark area is anyone's guess. He is currently wearing a white dress shirt that's messily stuffed into his pants with a black vest over the top that's not buttoned and left opened, black gloves, an expensive looking wrist watch and black dress pants. The reason why he's currently look so unkempt It probably because the club hasn't opened yet and he didn't need to dress to impress.

But if one were to peer deeply into the darkness, they could see movement there, a few figures were moving about in the darkness, the sound of their footsteps could clearly be heard as the usual loud music masking them is absent. There seem to be more people in here than originally thought but none of them were coming close to the two under the light.

A sigh was heard as the bartender spoke up "Look, the boy you've asked me to look into doesn't exist. I've dig into every type of record available and he didn't appear in any of them. Either someone erased every trace of his existence for some reason or he just pop out of nowhere." He place a small glass of wine on the table before pushing it towards the woman in front of him. She immediately grabs it and emptied it with just a swig.

"Before we get into further discussion about the strange boy that appeared at your doorstep, can you please let go of the new guy?" The bartender requested with an exasperated sign.

May just raise an eyebrow at his request before looking down at her foot. Underneath her foot and being grounded under her the heel of her sneakers is a man. He is wearing one of those black suit with a matching hat and shoes, red sunglasses, and a red tie, though the hat and glasses have been knocked out from his head and is littered on the floor a few feet away. He features aren't even worth noticing, making him look like one of those faceless mooks that all criminal organization have as underlings or cannon fodder. He's also crying anime tears as May continue to ground his face in mercilessly.

"What? He tried to attack me first." she replied with a shrug, looking a bit too amuse for the goon's liking.

"He's completely new to the job, just started yesterday. He still haven't learned all the basics yet so he didn't know you were one of the VIP's." The bartender explained.

May let out an 'Ah' as she stare at the goon with disinterest before looking to the side. "And here I thought your men had final gotten the guts to get their revenge." she spoke out loud with a teasing smile as her eyes gazing into the darkness. A few soft whimpers came out from the shadows as the figures within move back almost fearfully, earning a grin from the lady as she got what she was aiming for.

Her presence itself seem to terrify the bartender's henchmen. No one, except for the people involved, knows what she had done to inspire such fear into the lowly cannon fodders that lurks around this place.

She finally lift up her leg and the goon beneath her feet quickly scramble away like a man fearing for his life. May look on at the escaping figure with amusement present on her face before he disappeared into the darkness, back with his easily forgettable buddies as they tried to comfort him of his recently acquired trauma. They all know what and how he's feeling right now as they all have experienced it themselves.

"Guess I'll just have to keep investigating." May said with a tired sigh as she return her attention to the gray haired man, she no longer had the amused and teasing look from before when she was messing with the goons. What replaced it is a somber look, her back is now slouched as she rest both her elbows on the bar.

The conversation died, the two remained silent as May continue to stare at the empty glass in her hands while the bartender had a contemplative look on his face. There was something bothering him for a while now ever since he got her request to look into the boy that she hired yesterday. "Why you hired him anyway?" the bartender finally asked.

May absentmindedly prod the glass in front of her, watching it tip over dangerously to the side before letting it drop back. "Heh, I'll be honest with you Xiong, his culinary skills are leagues above mine." the green haired lady finally answered with an amused laugh as she recalled the reason why she even hired him in the first place. "You should try one of his cookies, it's the reason why I hired him after all."

The bartender, having known the woman for a long time, had an incredulous look on his face, causing his sunglasses drop slightly to his nose, showing his eyes that's filled with disbelief. He quickly push it back up, hiding his eyes behind the red tinted glasses before he spoke again. "Are you serious?"

May grinned, "Oh yes. Very serious. In fact, his food and drinks are so delicious it cause the number of customers I normally have to multiply by three times. I don't doubt that the numbers would increase again by tomorrow when news spread. I haven't had that much customers in ages. It's almost like the time when the shop first opened. But now I usually have a few loyal customers coming daily to get me by but thanks to him I don't have to worry about taxes for a long while. I even had to go and restock the storage because the ingredients ran out. It was meant to last a few weeks but it ran out in half a day." she explained excitedly.

"So you're keeping him because he's helping you earn money quicker?"

"Hell yeah, but I never expected for this to happen. I thought that I could find out more about him if I come to you, maybe even find his parents and inform them about their kid. But since you've found absolutely nothing about him at all then If I'm going to keep him around then I need to know if he's a danger to Vale or the people he hangs around with." May finish with a sigh and the two remained quiet after that. The only sound accompanying them was the shuffling of footsteps as the goons in the background prepare the Club for it's nightly business by cleaning and arranging the place and the sound of the watch ticking by on the bartender's wrist.

"Do you think you can eliminate every trace of your existence from this world?" The bartender suddenly asked.

"You mean like faking death and going into hiding?" May replied, "If so then sure, I can do that pretty well."

"No, I mean make it so that you never existed in the first place."

"Then no, I doubt it's possible for something like that to happen in this day and age. Your birth will be recorded even if you're born in one of the villages outside of the walls. No matter how careful you are and how many times your checked, there will always be some tiniest information you will overlooked and someone will find it and they will track you down with it."

"Yet your new employee managed to do just that."

"We don't know that yet. He doesn't look like the kind of person who's smart enough to hack into the system and erase all trace of himself. Either someone else had done it for him or he could be one of those android with souls Atlas was secretly trying to build for years. But last I checked they aren't haven't even made any progress with creating an artificial soul." May pointed out.

"Any chance that he might be one of them?" the man asked.

"I don't think so Hui. They have been completely decimated years ago. The survivors have gone into hiding somewhere in Remnant. It would take longer for them to recover the numbers needed for them to start something again. Besides, even if they want to sent sleeper agents here, they should have picked someone….less likely to arouse suspicion." May finished with a snort before pushing the glass away to the side.

"What do you mean by that?" Hui Xiong raise his eyebrow above the glasses that he's wearing.

"The kid, you just need one look at him and you'll know that he isn't from here. He's completely clueless on how the things works around here. He didn't know how to turn on a TV, never own a scroll before, doesn't know how much lien is worth, and a whole lot of common sense missing from his head and I discovered all that on day one. He tried to hide it but I can tell that he's confuse about a lot of thing but he's adapting frighteningly fast. If I didn't know better, it's like he's a newborn baby that's just learning about the world."

"He could be acting you know." Hui reminded her.

"Already checked for that, his confusion is genuine. His posture was literally screaming out that he has no clue what's going on when he thinks I'm not looking. He clearly doesn't seem to be pretending." May sighed.

"I see. But let's not forget that his mind could be meddled with by some kind of semblance and he was placed here as their spy while remaining blissfully unaware of the fact that he's their sleeper agent. But just to be sure, how hard will it be to take him down?" The man asked the question that should have been asked in the first place.

The boy in question could very well be a dangerous individual. Every Huntsmen worth their salt or Criminal that have been in the game for a long time knows that looks could be very deceiving. After all, you don't need to look intimidating to kill someone. During a party, a child could easily be the most dangerous person in the room as no one would suspect him to poison people's food and drinks. Knowing his capabilities can would mean that they would have an easier time subduing him quickly. And it can lead to lots of lives being saved if he ever go crazy and started killing everyone.

"It'll be like stomping on an ant." May shook her head somberly. "He Aura is inactive, his hands looks smoother than a girl's, indicating that he didn't train with any kind of weapons before nor had he done hard labor, his situational awareness is close to none since he didn't even react when I have a knife just a few inches next to his neck when we're together in the kitchen. Everything about him just screams civilian." The woman slump down on the bar and let out a long tired sigh, using both her forearms as pillows to cushion her forehead. Her ponytail slide down her neck and to the side of her face.

"He's a good kid Hui, I just don't want to think of the possibility that he might become someone that would be a danger to the people." May spoke with a tone of someone who has lost many things that were once close to her, the sorrow in his voice was evident as she shakes her head side to side, letting her ponytail swing around as she felt the weight of her head shift on her forearms.

"You sounded attached to him." Hui noted as he pick up the glass May had pushed aside and place it in the nearby sink.

"Well, I don't wanna lose my newly found money maker now do I?" May lift her head up to shoot a grin towards the large man, resting her chin on her forearms.

"He reminds you of your son doesn't he?" Hui remarked, causing a shadow to wash over May's face. Hui could see her body visibly tensed and hear the hastily retreating footsteps of his henchmen as they move further away from where they were in fear of the woman's wrath when they saw her body shaking.

May took a deep breath to calm herself, she kept her eyes closed as she stop her emotions from rising. Flashes of the past shot by behind her eyelids but she dismissed them with a grunt. It has been years already, there's no need for the past to control her anymore than it already had.

"They're so much alike." May muttered quietly as she opened her eyes. "He does things at his own pace, didn't really care about the authority of others, doesn't tolerate racism, rather optimistic about how things would go, won't give two shit whether or not you're important and has the uncanny ability to fall asleep anywhere he wants." She begins to list of the things she had discovered about the boy she had hired. Her mind thought back to an incident that occurred this morning.

May was cleaning up the tables as quick as she could while the boy was manning the counter. She was somewhat surprised by the number of customers today. Normally there would be only a handful that would come by for their morning coffee and breakfast but today is different. There was still a long line of customers waiting for their turn as the boy efficiently takes their orders before running to the back to prepare them.

She was rather thankful that the boy was able to hold his own in this kind of situation. Normally all the others she had hired before would feel the pressure of being rushed at by the horde.

They were undermanned but surprisingly, is somehow getting by. The patience of the customers contribute to that end. She was impressed by the number of customers that came by and how cooperative they were just to get a taste of his cooking. She had never experienced this much customers coming to her humble little shop for a long time. She's still not sure how someone so young would be so experienced at cooking. Hell, with how good his food tasted it wouldn't be out of place if he works at a five star restaurant. They probably wouldn't let him go afterwards once they hired him. May felt like she had gotten a great deal for his services if all she needed to do was provided a place for him to sleep and pay him for helping out.

But there's still his history to consider and she had already asked a 'friend' to look into it. She'll probably go find him sometime today after the shop's closed or if something came up and she needed to leave. Judging by the number of people coming the ingredients are going to run out soon and she would need to restock. She couldn't help but feel impressed, a weeks worth of food gone in a day.

Just as she was about to walk into the kitchen to place the dishes at the washing area the font door swung open violently, gaining everyone's attention as the bell above it rung harshly.

Walking through the door with a confident stride was a tall man with a large imposing figure.

Like everyone else in Remnant, his looks are good enough for any women to swoon over. His long silver hair was neatly kept and his bangs were swiped to one side, hiding one of his brown eyes behind it. He dons a skintight silver shirt to show off his muscles with a metal breastplate over it, a pair of black gloves with a metal plate on the back, a gray trousers with metal knee pads and gray sneakers. On his back is a weapon but in it's compacted box form, those who had never seen it before will not be able to tell what it would become once it's activated. The man radiated an aura of arrogance as he strode into the cafe, ignoring the long line as he move to the counter, earning looks from those waiting in the line.

Everyone knows who he was. He is Sill Proditor, a well known local Huntsmen that had been in business for many years. But unlike other Huntsmen, he fame wasn't acquired because of his skill or endeavor against the Grimm nor was it about his looks. It was his personality.

To put things simply, he's an asshole. He is known for how he acts around others, like everyone else is beneath him. The media would talk about him like some sort of hero but almost everyone already knew what kind of person he was. He acts arrogant and prideful to those who are in a lower position to him, a racist, only became a Huntsmen because fame and he would abuse his position if he could. But no one could do anything against him because of his position and without proof. He's also smart enough not to do anything extensive that would warrant any action to be taken from the government. He's also happen to be her son's old teammate.

May just scoffed silently when she saw him. The other Huntsmen and Huntress are way better than him in terms of personality. Apparently he is one of the few bad apples in his generation. She would never figure out how he had changed so much from an earnest, hardworking boy to a jerk. He must have come here because he heard of the new menu that she and the boy had worked out yesterday.She figure that she should hurry and return to the counter so the boy doesn't have to deal with Sill. He'd just started working here after all. No need to make him deal with an overbearing jackasses on his first day.

Sadly she was too slow and Sill had already reached the counter and the boy that was taking the order of a female cat Faunus. Her gut feeling was telling her that a problem would arose because from what she had gathered about the boy so far, she knew that he tends to be selectively deaf when someone rude is talking to him and from what she knew of Sill, he hates being ignored.

Sill immediately demanded for the boy to take his order as he stood next to the Faunus girl. She looks like an ordinary civilian and could only shrink on her spot while moving away as quietly as she could and hope that Sill doesn't notice her. May frowned at the sight and sighed internally. It would be a long time before the two races could actually get together again and treat each other as equals.

The following event played out just as she had expected. The boy haven't heard Sill at all and turn to look confusingly at the retreating girl, wondering why she was moving away from the counter. Sill on the other hand was miffed that he was being disregarded by the boy. Sill finally got the boy's attention when he slam his fist onto the counter with a loud bang, causing the cash register to bounce slightly while making those nearby flinch and move back and for the boy to look at his direction.

"Oh hey, I didn't notice you there. Did you cut in line? Because that's a very douchey thing to do." The boy exclaimed in surprise before he ask his question in a nonchalant manner. While asking he place his elbow on the counter and rest his chin on his palm while he meet Sill's eyes. May was debating whether or not she should take over the counter now or see how the boy would handle this. Reasoning told her that she should cut in to avoid a hassle but her curiosity got the better of her and she walked back to the kitchen to place the dishes away before watching from the pick up area. Besides, she had earned a lot today already so she could risk losing a few customers for the day. She also noticed that everyone's attention was mainly focused on the two of them as she lean over the pick up area and rest her elbows on the wooden counter where food is normally placed for the waiter to pick it up. She tried to get herself comfortable as she could before watching the ensuing incident.

Sill didn't like how the boy was talking to him and ignored his question. He was in a rather fine mood today so he would forgive his disrespect. He remove his hand from the counter so he could get a good look at the menu pasted on top of it to make it easier for customers to choose what they want. Just as Sill opened his mouth to make his order the boy interrupted him.

"Yeah, sorry there bud but could you get back in line and wait like everyone else while I take the lovely lady's order? She was here before you after all." he asked while gesturing at the retreating girl whom had blushed at his compliment but then cower in place when Sill's attention was drawn to her.

Sill let out a 'Tsk' before he turn his attention back to the boy. "So you're one of them Animal lovers huh. You'd rather serve one of them instead of those who are keeping you people safe? Why are you serving them anyway!? Don't you know what they have done, how much we Humans lost because of their kind!?" he growled at the boy while the nearby Faunus' look riled up and glare at him with scornful looks because of what he had said about them but they wisely chose not to spoke up or risk being discriminated again because the humans in the cafe outnumbered them right now.

"History is written by the victor my friend, we'll never really know what actually happened unless we're there to witness it ourselves. Besides, we serve just about anybody here: Humans, Faunus, Homosexual, Disguised criminals, Very rude people especially you,Disabled, Infants, Retards, Aliens, Hobbits, Dwarfs, Pokemons, Ninjas, Civilized Grimms (If there are any in the first place), Gender confused people, Time Lords, Space Pirates, Undead, Dragons, Dimension travelers, but not Omnipotent Beings because fuck them, they just like to troll people anyway." The boy listed out rapidly, most of what he said was lost to the wind as people couldn't understand what he was talking about and he was talking too fast for them to catch it properly.

"Anyway, thank you for keeping us safe and all but seriously, go and wait in line like everyone else. Just because you're bigger or better than the rest of us doesn't mean you get to be a prick. It's common sense after all." The boy drawled out, his eyes still looking at Sill with disinterest while a vein pop up on Sill's head as his body shook in anger.

"Do you have any idea who you're talking to!?" Sill demanded heatedly as he slam both his hands on the counter and lean forward, placing his face near to the boy's to sneer at him. To May's surprise, the boy didn't even flinched or move back when faced with Sill's outburst and continue to stare at him with disinterest.

"Not a clue." The boy answered cheerfully with a beaming smile, earning a few sweatdrop all around while sounding like he couldn't care less about the person in front of him. "And to tell how much I actually care about who you are, all one needs to do is to look out into the sky and count the number of stars currently visible." the boy made an elaborate gesture towards the window in a dramatic fashion, making everyone inside turn their head towards it to look outside into the sky, even Sill and May did so involuntarily.

What greeted everyone was the clear blue sky, hardly any cloud present and the sun that's burning brightly. Everyone blinked in near perfect sync as they continue to look into the sky. Sill immediately snap his head back at the boy and slam both his hands on the counter again. "It's morning you dumbass! There aren't any stars out right now!" Sill yelled, his eyebrow was twitching in annoyance and everyone turn their attention back to the two.

"Precisely." the boy answered with a snap of his fingers before he point at the sky outside the window. "Look at all the fucks I give about your reputation." he exclaimed with a small infectious laugh that cause a few to let out snickers and giggles as well. "So, would you kindly go back and wait in line? Because you're really taking up everyone's time here." The boy's blatant display of callousness really shocked most people in the cafe. No one had ever been so disrespectful to a Huntsmen before, though most of the Huntsmen aren't as bad as Sill but still, to be able to stand up to an obviously armed person even though he's completely defenseless is something to admire.

May couldn't help but let out a snort in amusement as she watched them bicker. She could feel a sense of nostalgia as she watches those two but didn't know why she's feeling that way.

"I am Sill Proditor!" He growled threateningly at the boy, "I'm was in the group that pushed back the Grimm horde that threatened to overrun Vale three years ago, I'm also known as the Silver Flare who had put plenty of criminals behind bars, I-" Of course with his narcissistic attitude he just have to list all his accomplishments like it's a trophy to wave around.May snorted, knowing full well that he had most likely leeched off the success of others while he slacked off in the back.

May turn her gaze to the boy to see what his reaction is to all of this and had to restrain herself from laughing out loud. Instead, she settle with a big grin as she watch how the boy amazingly fell asleep while standing and with his chin still placed on his palm as Sill continue to drone on about his accomplishments. It reminded her of her own son that had the uncanny ability to fall asleep anywhere he wants no matter what kind of position he's in.

Sill finally noticed that the person he was talking to was no longer in the land of the waking. He was definitely miffed by the boy. After being ignored and disrespected by someone as weak as him, Sill's temper had already reached it's limits. He quickly drew his arm back, the nearby customers saw his actions and some let out a gasp, knowing that he was about to punch the boy. Some even move to stop him while May's eyes widen in surprise at Sill's sudden aggressiveness. Her heart skipped a beat in panic as she quickly move from her position so she could stop the violence from occurring. She knew that she and the other customers wouldn't be able to stop Sill in time and she didn't know whether or not the boy could take a hit. She opened her mouth to shout something to distract him. But what happened next cause her to froze in place in shock, her mouth still open and her words stuck at her throat.

Just as Sill lunched his punch, the boy's head slipped from his palm and comically face smack onto the counter. Sill's punch went through where his head used to be as his eyes widen in surprise. Sill's entire body was swung forward and the boy woke up, obviously startled and quickly push himself back up. Sadly Sill's head was right above him and the back of the boy's head collided with Sill's chin. Painfully.

May could only watch in awe as the two were crouching on the ground, nursing on their wounds as the customers watch on in bafflement. The boy was cradling the back of his head as he crouched behind the counter. Sill on the other hand, was knocked onto his back while laying on the ground as he place both his hands on his chin with a silent his scream of pain stuck in his throat and only strange high pitch sound coming from his mouth. Seeing that he didn't have his Aura activated, the force of the unintentional headbutt was received at full force. It was amusing how someone larger and evidently more muscular still managed to lose right after bragging about how strong he was.

Some of the customers were even laughing good naturedly, others giggled at the sight. It was for a brief moment that everyone inside the cafe had some linking of emotional resonance with each other. It was surreal to say the least. Humans and Faunus were laughing benevolently with each other, uncaring about their own race as they both talk about what they had just witness in carefree chatter.

For a moment, in May's eyes, the boy's collapsed figure was replaced with her son's as she was reminded of the past where he and Still would often bicker with each other before resorting to punching each other to get their point across.

She now understood where the sense of nostalgia was coming from. The boy deeply reminded her of her deceased son. His actions would often emulate his whether it's by coincidence or something else, she would never know.

He didn't care about racial differences, he doesn't bow down to other and he couldn't care less about other's achievements but judge people by their personality. She could imagine him trying to unite the two races even when it seemed hopeless not because it's the right thing to do but because he just wants to see the two races get along together. Even if it will eventually fail he will still keep on trying, after all he's just that stubborn.

It was what got her son killed after all.

May's hand clenched into tight fists as she was reminded of how her son died. But she took a deep breath to calm herself before looking around her, burning the scene in front of her into her memory. The moment was short lived but it was beautiful to experience for everyone present.

Eventually May had to step in and stop the two from fighting each other. Thankfully, Sill's other teammates came by and dragged him away before he could start something again. But at the back of her mind, an unnerving question popped up. Why wasn't the kid, who's clearly just a civilian, not afraid of Sill, an experienced Huntsmen twice his size?

Hui just look at the exhausted woman in front of him. She had been very still for the past few minutes, slouching on the bar, eyes completely unfocused as she gaze into the distance. He has no doubt that she was thinking about the past right now like all the other times she did when she came by. He decided to bring her back to the present with a clap of his hands. The green haired woman in front of him immediately reacted to the sound and threw a punch towards it. Having anticipated the reaction Hui took a step back and the punch stop short in front of his face as May's arm was too short to keep going.

May took a moment to realise what she was doing and sat back down on her seat with a tired sigh. "Sorry 'bout that." she mumbled out.

"It's no big deal." he reassured before continuing. "Maybe we should tell the old man about him." Hui proposed a course of action as he walk back in front of the bar hand rest both his hands on the edge to use as support for his body as he leans on it.

May thought deeply about it as she furrow her brow before shaking her head. "Nah, the old man have enough on his plate already. It could be a false alarm and I don't want him to go out of his way to help us only to find out that the kid's completely innocent. I'll just keep an eye on him for now." She place her hands on the bar to push herself up from her stool slowly. Her hair sway along with her movement as she stood up, the goons all around stopped what they were doing just to watch what she was about to do with bated breath, hoping that she doesn't come after them. "I should head back, I have no idea what would happen if I left him alone for too long." She grumbled with a small shake of her head.

"Tell me if you found anything about him and don't forget your groceries now." Hui just jerk his head towards the side for her to see. May turn her head towards where Hui was nodding at and saw multiple large plastic bags completely stuffed full and bloated, each bag was almost the size of a human torso. May let out a sheepish chuckle at the sight before turning towards Hui. "I may have bought too much this time. Think you can lend one of your goons to help me carry my groceries?"

"I think they would rather jump off Beacon's tower than willingly get close to you after what you've did to them." Hui told her with a hearty laugh, his eyes darting to the darkness of the club to see a few figures nodding their heads enthusiastically.

May let loose an offended gasp as she whip her head back to look at Hui in mock hurt. "You're not going to let a frail woman carry all of that by herself now are you?" She asked while batting her eyelash at him before quivering her lips and clasping both her hands together while making herself look like a kicked puppy. Some murmurs came from the sides but it was instantly hushed when May turn to look their way.

"You seem to be able to carry them just fine when you barged in here and beat up the new guy not long ago." Hui pointed out warily.

May let out an annoyed 'tch' before dropping her act and sit facing away from Hui in a completely undignified manner that's mostly not suitable for women wearing skirts as she place her right foot over her left tight. Then she lean back and rest her back against the bar and prob her elbows on it too while she's at it.

"Eh, I'm not feeling like it at the moment. Got anyone in the club that I haven't traumatized yet?" May asked innocently with a grin while Hui just let loose a sigh.

"You've just traumatized the last one." Hui told her with a dry laugh "You're not going to give up until I get someone to carry your stuff for you aren't you." It came out more of a statement than a question.

"You know me so well." May just tilt her head backwards to look at Hui and smile smugly at him. Hui rolled his eyes before giving a resigned sigh and lift his hands up to his mouth slowly and cup them. Then he shouted.

"JUNIOR! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" Hui's voice was insanely loud. It managed to reverberate the entire place while the glasses placed on the shelf behind him shook violently. Thankfully they didn't fall because physic was being lazy today and they remained stationed at where they were placed. The grunts that were nearby winched at the volume while May remained unfazed by his shouting.

"A wee bit loud there don't you think?" May quipped good naturedly with a smirk. Hui just shrugged and shift his eyes to look at the stairs where the sound of footsteps were coming from, May followed his line of sight to see who's coming down.

Everyone, even the goons, watches as a tall, lean teenager walk down with an annoyed grunt coming from him. Down walked a boy with gray eyes and short black hair. He's donning a white dress shirt with a black vest over the top, a red tie, black gloves and black dress pants. His face looks almost like Hui's but younger and a lot less as roguish.

"What is it now old man?" He asked in an irritated tone once he reached the last step. He was obviously busy with something upstairs when he was called because he was holding onto a crowbar as he walked down. A blood stained crowbar mind you. Oddly enough, non of his clothes had any sigh of being bloodied so it is debatable whether the crowbar was already stained when he pick it up or he had actually used it for...questionable purposes.

"Need you to do some errands. Help this lady carry her groceries to where she's going." Hui pointed at the pile of foodstuff that's just waiting to be placed in the freezer with his thumb.

The teen looked rather annoyed that he was being called to do something so trivial. "Why can't you get one of the men to do it? Isn't that why we hired them for?" He told his father as he cross his arms.

"They're unavailable right now." Hui replied seriously, causing the boy to snort in response. He opened his mouth, wanting to reject the job but the weird grin coming from May that seem to be saying 'Try it and we'll see what'll happen.' kind of stopped him in his tracks. He narrowed his eyes at the green haired lady before turning his head around to see the why the henchmen were being so quiet. Their vigorous shaking of their head and the look of pure horror and dread etched onto their faces was all that was needed to convince him to carry the bags.

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May was walking back to her cafe, whistling happily while walking with her right hand holding onto her left wrist behind her back as her newly acquired servant was carrying her pile of all her groceries that was stacked to the point where it's towering over him, effectively blocking his sight. How he managed to walk without running into anything is still a mystery to her.

They were nearing her cafe and she could see it in the distance.

"Thanks for the help there kiddo." May gave him a casual thanks but the only reply she gotten in return was strained grunts as the weight of the bags was pulling the teen down while he struggle not to fall. Now that she thought about it, maybe she could get the boy to do the shopping next time. "Geez kid, you sound like you're having seizure or something." she joked but only got another grunt in return.

When they finally reached at the front door of their destination, May heard a grateful sigh coming from behind her but she ignore it in favour of looking through the glass door. She wasn't surprise to find out that her favorite customer was here when she saw the familiar redhead standing in front of the counter with her back facing the door. But she was rather confused when she saw her new employee looking rather freaked out and backing away from his position. If she looked closer she could see that the redhead was vibrating. There didn't seem to be any other customers present right now so she estimated that it's probably three in the afternoon.

Now just what on Remnant happened while she was away?

But the question was pushed aside in favour of getting inside so her bag carrier could lay down his burden in the kitchen. She's not that cruel to make him wait longer than absolutely necessary. And so she place her hand on the glass door, feeling the cool sensation of the smooth glass caressing her palm as she exert the minimum amount of force necessary to push the door open, making sure not to hit the bell that was hanging on the top of the door so that she wouldn't alert the two inside that she was entering. She was expecting to walk into her cafe and enjoy the cool air generated from the air conditioner and maybe surprise the two of them with her quiet entrance; she never expected to hear something that would cause her to almost do a face-vault if she wasn't used to a certain old man's antics.

"Please marry me!" The redhead girl that she had known for years and grown to be fond of shouted out something that she had never expected with such heartfelt conviction that one couldn't help but blush even though her proposal wasn't directed at them. They could even tell how passionate she that sentence was being delivered just by her the tone of her voice while her eyes gazed deeply into the boy whose hand she was holding, piercing into his soul with those silver orbs of hers. You can also tell how much he's freaking out at the moment by the amount of question and exclamation marks appearing above his head. He also looked like he wanted to bail from the girl's (maybe) sincere proposal, coward.

"What the heck!?" May unintentionally shouted out.

That seem to have break the girl out of whatever mind control that she's in as she suddenly flinched from the shouting. Then entire body tensed as she slowly look down at her hands. "Eep!" she shrieked as she let go of the hand she was holding, treating it like it's actually red hot lead. May could see the boy letting out a sigh of relief as the force that's almost pulling him over the counter was gone. He push himself back from the counter and started rubbing his abdomen with a grimace before turning his attention back to the redhead. It was then did he notice her coming through the door with Junior in tow.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know what came over me!" the redhead started speaking in panic, her face started getting redder from the neck up with each word she had spoken. "For some reason my brain thought that marrying you would be the best course of action for getting more cookies and my body and mouth moved on it's own and-" She utter out quickly as her eyes turned into spinning twirls and her arms flail around wildly. The redness of her face had already reached the point where she would look like a ripe tomato while steam is emitting from her head.

"Why Summer," May suddenly called out and interrupted her with a surprised gasp as she held her hand over her mouth to hide her shock(read: smirk). The redhead immediately turn around when she heard her voice, and May had a good look at how red her face was. She could clearly see the confusion and panic plastered on her face "I didn't know you had it in your to try and ensnare boys with your charm just so they would do your biddings for you. Oh where did that sweet, innocent little girl I know that always come over for cookies go?" She place her hands over her heart dramatically as she lament over how her cute little sister figure was no longer the innocent little girl that she once knew. Of course, she was just messing with the redhead since her reactions are always cute to watch.

Somehow she wasn't surprise that something like this would happen at all. Summer is deeply in love with cookies after all and the boy's culinary skills are superb. But to think that it could get her to react like that….things will be most interesting him around that's for sure.

"W-w-wha?" Summer stammered out as best as she could as her brain proceed to process what she had just heard, causing her to froze in place. "Nonononono! You've got it all wrong!" Summer strongly denies as she wave her hand in front of her while shaking her head with astonishing vigor. The lock of hair that's usually hanging on top of her head lazily is now standing up rigidly like it was frozen from the news that it's parents had gotten into a car accident and is in the emergency room. May just watch the lock of hair in curiosity and wonder. She never figure out if Summer's controlling it consciously or unconsciously or if she's even aware that it's moving at all but it's still always amusing to watch how her ahoge would react to her emotions. There were times she had wondered if Summer's actually a Faunus but she had long figure out that she's a hundred percent human.

"Can I at least go now?" came the gruff and tired voice of her helper but he was ignored in favour of watching the redhead reactions. But she also caught the raven haired boy behind the counter letting out a very mischievous grin as he watch the redhead panic.

The boy suddenly let out a dramatic gasp, causing Summer to snap her head towards him with the speed that would most likely break the sound barrier if used correctly. He place his hands over he heart with an expression of hurt on his face, almost like a kicked puppy as he stare into her eyes, causing her to flinch back from the sadness emitting from them.

"So you're only marrying me for my cookies? Am I nothing more than just a cookie dispenser to you?" he demanded in a heartbroken tone filled with anguish and betrayal just like a cheated wife when she caught her husband with another woman.

"W-wait! I can explain!" Summer, unexpectedly, responded with the cliché line that all caught husband used when they're caught as she panicked.

"What's there to explain!? Didn't you only want to use me and discard me like some sort of tool to be used!?" he cried out with a sniffle, pretending to wipe away a tear from his eye. May had a hard time containing her grin. She had no idea where all these came from but it's enjoyable to watch so who cares. She'll think about it later but for now she chose to enjoy the show.

Summer just looked flabbergasted as her mouth hanged open, unsure of what to say. She's currently feeling a vast array of emotions right now but the strongest one is confusion and she still haven't recovered from the earlier shock of suddenly proposing to someone she had just met. Just what could have made her think that way!? The only thing she could remember clearly was the heavenly taste in her mouth. "I didn't mean to-"

Her excuse was cut off with the delighted reply of the boy who had did a hundred eighty degree change from a betrayed wife to an amused teenager. "Jokes aside, I'm glad to know that my cookies are awesome enough to make you react like that." he grinned broadly as he lean against the counter with his elbows as he watch Summer nearly face vaulted onto the floor from the absurdness of the change.

"Aww, it's over already?" May complained with a childish whine, still standing by the door and blocking passage for Junior who's just about ready to drop everything from exhaustion. Carrying a mountain of groceries isn't easy you know?

"W-what was all that about just now!?" Summer snapped angrily at the boy with her face still a bright shade of red.

"It's called teasing, sweetheart." the boy answered with a smirk as his eyes gaze at her with half lidded eyes.

"S-s-s-sweetheart? W-w-w-wha!?" If her face gets any redder than it is now May wouldn't doubt that Summer would faint on the spot since the necessary amount of blood for basic functions are being directed to her face.

"Hm?" the boy raise an eyebrow. "Well, you did propose to me after all and while I really wouldn't mind marrying a cute girl like you but I think it's still too quick for my liking so I'm taking it slow. What better way to do that than calling you sweetheart?" he replied with a cheerful grin but May would see him evilly snickering to himself beneath those blue orbs of his as Summer became rigidly still with the blush on her face getting a shade redder.

"Like I said it was a misunderstanding! And don't go around calling people cute like it was nothing!" Summer retorted hastily, though she sounded suspiciously happy there for a moment.

"Aww~ there's nothing wrong with saying the truth. You are pretty cute after all." the boy spoke to her with a tone that one normally use when they're speaking to a child, getting her angry and flustered at the same time.

Summer, who's unable to say anything right now because of the jumbled up emotions that she's experiencing, could only fume at him with a pouty glare as her hands were clutching onto her skirt and her red trimmed ahoge arced up like a dog's tail when it's being threaten. Her entire body was trembling but May couldn't tell if she's angry or just embarrassed but knowing her for so long she had a suspicion that it's the latter. The boy had a suspiciously satisfied smile on his face when he saw Summer pouting at him. May had a suspicion that Summer's limit is just about reached and looks just about ready to burst.

"Hm? Your silence seem to be telling me that you're disagreeing with me. Don't worry. You're cute now but in a few years, I would have no doubt that you'll grow into a beauty in the future so-"

"Stop calling me cute!" Summer immediately sends a punch towards the boy as she look the other way and using her cloak to hide her burning face as she fought to contain the ever growing smile sprouting on her lips. Her other hand continue to wave around at where the boy was suppose to be but was hitting air instead but at Summer's current state she couldn't tell that she was hitting nothing.

May had learned something new about her little sister figure today. It seems that she can't take a compliment from the opposite sex without being flustered. She nodded to herself with an ever so serious face as her eyes study the human shaped hole that the boy rammed through and held out a sign that has a nine on it for a finely executed punch.

She has no idea whether or not he survived that since he's been rammed through with the force of a speeding car and his Aura was not unlocked yet. Oh well, at least things would be more interesting from now on.

"M….ma'am? Can you at least tell me where to put all these now?" And of course, Junior remained ignored.

-0-

I'm not sure what I should be surprised about.

A tiny girl is able to punch me through a wall or I remained relatively unharmed after the entire ordeal with just a messy hair with derbies sticking out of my uniform to show for it.

Well I'm alive and well so I shouldn't complain much.

Oh yeah, the entire thing was a week ago so the hole's already fixed and everything is back to normal.…at least it's as normal as it can get. I'm still spending my time behind the counter since it's Boss' turn to handle kitchen duty. I'm standing with my usual lazy posture, leaning on the counter with my elbows and resting my chin on my palms. My eyes were staring out at the window and watching the day pass by like an old man that had done everything he needed to do in his life and is content to just watch the sands of time trickle down the hourglass. The long chain of customers during lunch hour was finally broken and I get to take a breather. I let out a satisfied sigh as I continue to look out into the world, watching people walk pass the cafe and going on with their lives. Today sure is peaceful~

"Here ya go~" I heard a girlish voice called out from my right.

"Why thank you. You sure are working hard today." I heard an old lady complimenting the girl.

"Ehehe~ it's nothing." I could imagine the girl sheepishly rubbing the back of her neck with a faint blush as she took in the compliment.

I fought back a yawn as I turn my head towards the source of the voice, the calm atmosphere of the cafe is seriously making me drowsy. It kinda reminds me of school. The monotonous lessons that I had to sit though taught me the ability to sleep wherever I want and whatever posture I'm in. It's a freaking blessing that's for sure. I never knew being able to sleep while sitting straight with my eyes wide open could be so handy.

What I saw when I turn my head was none other than the redhead that punched me through the wall. She's diligently serving the customers by bringing them their orders. I'm never seen someone working so seriously as a waitress before. Her eyes just ooze seriousness and- no wait. They're actually darting towards the clock handing on the wall to see if break time would arrive yet. It's currently two-fifty in the afternoon by the way.

Instead of her little white riding hood garb that she's wearing when she sent me flying to kingdom come, she's currently wearing a decent maid outfit. But unlike the usual maid outfits that I'm used to seeing, it's colour scheme is inverted. Meaning the normally black part is white and the normally white part is black. In short, she's wearing a modest white with black trim one-piece dress doesn't show a lot of skin with knee length skirt that has black frills at the end, an apron that's the cafe themed with pictures of clouds on it (It really doesn't go well with the black), long white stocking and black boots while wearing a black ruffled headband that's specially designed to let her ahoge to move around freely without hitting it, which is currently swinging around energetically like a dog's tail at the praise she received.

I have no idea where Boss got that outfit but who am I to complain. She looks so fucking adorable in it. I recall that we both gave each other a thumbs up after she force Summer to wear that. I've never felt such strong comradeship before. It's almost like we've gain an understanding with each other with just a simple glace at Summer's maid outfit. Though I'm kinda jealous that Boss has her scroll to keep the pictures. I still need to save up so I could buy one for myself and ask her to send me a few blackmai- I mean, teasing materials of her wearing that garb.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention the aftermath of last week after I was knocked out. For a girl that small she is freakishly strong. She must be training to be a huntsmen or something. Then again, she does have that main character aura so I guess it's a given that she would be strong.

Anyway, after Summer realised that she had damaged Boss's property she had a new set of worries. She was on her knees and bowing in your typical dogeza position as she apologize for causing damage to her cafe. But Boss reassure her that it's fine as long as she could pay for the repairs.

Sadly she couldn't since she's running low on lien because she keeps using her allowance to buy herself more cookies. Boss was about to call her parents to let them know what their daughter had done but Summer panicked with tears coming out of her eyes like a waterfall as she started begging for Boss not to tell them, clinging onto her leg while trembling in fear with enough power to make Boss vibrate from the vibration that was being transferred over. The fear and terror in her voice was very palpable, even I was somehow scared by the thought of her parents coming over even though I've never met them before. But if just the mention of them enough to scare Summer like that then I really don't wanna know.

And so it was decided that she has to work here during the weekends and Friday afternoon since she still has school to go to during the weekdays. She will have to work here until she could pay back her debt for the repair cost.

Oh dear~ only fifteen and already in debt.

Also, the guy carrying the groceries finally dropped them because his arms were numb. So he now works part time as errand boy to pay back for the ingredients that he had wasted. Somehow I suspect that Boss purposely made him wait out there so that he would drop the groceries and she would get a free transporter.

Anyho, back to the subject at hand.

At first she was unsatisfied about the entire thing, maybe it's because she would have to work with me and it's partly my fault that she's in this situation in the first place. She quickly changed her mind when snack time rolls around and get a plate of free cookies that are leftovers. She's totally on board now since she gets free cookies every time she works here and she didn't have to worry about her allowance at all. She was literally crying tears of joy when she found out about that, sobbing about how she can finally have lien to buy other things now. I'm guessing her wallet was always flat because of her reckless spending for her favorite food.

Hence the reason why her eyes are darting to the clock. She's just waiting for more free cookies with primal hunger in her eyes. Those who stood in her way beware, the terminator is about to be unleashed once the clock hits three.

Also, I never thought I get to witness a foodgasm in real life. The satisfied mewing she emitted from each bite is something I won't be forgetting anything soon. Once she get past the nearly fainting with each bite stage she somehow manage to chibified herself and started shoving the cookies into her mouth in full speed.

I had a hard time not pinching her fully stuffed cheeks, which I did in the end after a painstaking inner battle with my conscience.

They felt like mochi and they're so stretchy.

She bit my hand in the end after getting fed up with being interrupted. I had to swing her chibified form around before she dislodged her mouth from my hand. I've learned the devastating power of her molars that day.

We've never properly introduce ourselves but I heard her name from Boss. She's called Summer Rose. Hmm, wait a minute….Summer Rose. If I remember correctly the main character in the web series is called Ruby Rose…..no way…..she has another sister that hasn't appeared in the series!?

Jokes aside, looks like I've found Ruby's mother. Which means she's gonna die at some point in the future.

Oh well, nothing I can do since I have no idea how she died in the first place. Let's just pretend everything's fine and not worry about her eventual demise. If Ruby isn't born yet then I still have many years to find a way home before shit hits the fan. Thinking of sad things would only dampen my mood and motivation after all~

My eyes dart around the cafe, noting that the amount of people around seem to have increased again from yesterday. Normally there would barely be anyone around during this time but thanks to Summer, they came just to look at her in her maid outfit. Yes, they're male. All of them. No wait, I think I spot females among the tables but they seem to be gushing at how cute Summer looked when she's being embarrassed after she was praised by the old lady if the scrolls that they took out to snap pictures with is anything to go by.

Summer's cuteness sure is alluring, even I'm enjoying how happy she would look whenever she was praised. Although whenever I praise her she'd come out hostile towards me for some reason. Sigh~, this is seriously unfair. It must be the shit eating grin I'm always wearing when I'm talking to her. But the only good thing that came out of my attempts to praise her is that even though she's angry at me for something I did, she'd still look as moe as hell. It only serves to make me want to tease her more.

"Oi~ Jerkface, hand me the change for table five." Summer called out in a childish tone with a grin as she place the cash on the counter.

She also started calling me Jerkface for some reason. Must be the shit eating grin I always have after getting her mad.

"Aw~ why are you still calling me jerkface? Are you still mad at me? Even though it's already been a week already." I lightly teased as I grab the money on the counter before turning to the register.

"It's your fault that I'm here in the first place you know." she grumbled, looking away with a cute pout as she cross her arms and puff up her chest.

I grinned at her as the cash register pop open. "Is it really that bad? You get paid at the end of the day, even though half of which is deducted for the repair fee. At least now you don't have to worry about your allowance when you're going to buy something."

"Well, there's that but-." Summer murmured, sounding unsure of herself now as she poke her index fingers together.

"Don't forget about the free cookies during break time." I interrupted gleefully as I watch her froze as she remembered why she wanted to do this in the first place.

"You're right. This part time job isn't so bad after all." She nodded to herself with a small smile. "But I'm still not going to forgive you so easily." she continued as she glared at me halfheartedly, puffing up her cheeks as she did so.

"Oh really?" I challenged while rising an eyebrow with a smirk as I grab the change from the register.

"What's that suppose to mean?" she narrowed her eyes suspiciously at me, pushing the air that's puffing up her cheeks to one side as she let down her arms.

"Ho~? Do you really wanna know?" I let out. Somehow the atmosphere changed from an average cafe to a cold and chilly room and the entire area around us dimmed. I let my bangs create a shadow over my face as I grinned, turning form the register to face her. With the shadows covering half my face she could only see my devilish grin while I push the register close.

Summer involuntarily took a step back, surprised at the sudden change in atmosphere and a sudden chill crawling down her back. She felt anxious with a drop of sweat suddenly running down her cheek but she couldn't figure out where the feeling was coming from.

Somehow the male in front of her was emitting a dangerous atmosphere, darkening the area around them till only the two of them and the counter between them were visible. His grin was no longer the playful, shit eating one that she was so accustomed to seeing. With his half face hidden by the unnatural shadow, she could only see him smiling, with his teeth showing, his sharp canine was visible as his grin stretch to full proportion. Somehow, during the eerier silence between them, it made her think that he look like a devil that's about to take something important away from her.

Summer saw his teeth slowly part open to speak and braced herself for what's coming.

"Have you ever noticed that your plate of cookies you get during break time is always stacked with more cookies than mine?" he asked in a low eerier tone, his grin never fading from his visage.

Summer pause to think about what he had just said. She vaguely recall seeing her plate of cookies were stacked taller than his but she never really thought much about it. Unless….

Summer eyes widen considerably as she figured out why.

"I see that you noticed." She heard him chuckle. "Well then, since you won't forgive me no matter what, then I guess I should stop sharing half my portion of cookies with you." His grin somehow grew more dastardly as he said that. Unbeknownst to her, his hand let go of the light adjuster hidden behind the counter. It's connected to the ceiling lamp above us right now so he can change the brightness whenever he want. Who knew it would come in handy in times like these when he need a sinister atmosphere.

Summer froze in horror, the expression of dread clearly etched onto her face as lightning flashes behind her. She finally realised that it's much worst than she had thought. She originally planned to forgive him she had already gotten over what happened and hold no animosity towards the black haired teen in front of her. But the idea keeps being put back because of his constant teasing and praises. It kinda made it hard to just outright say it when she's trying her best not to be flustered and snapping at him because she isn't used to being complimented so much. Who would have thought the situation would developed into something so severe.

This is no longer just a simple problem that she kept delaying because of her own embarrassment, it's now a life and death situation! Those extra cookies means everything!

"I forgive you!" she immediately yelped out without thinking as she lean forward and planted both her hands on the counter with a soft bang while her eyes widen in panic. It was then did she registered what she had just said. She quickly look away from the male in front of her. She realised that she made herself seem like a greedy person that had only forgave him because she wanted more cookies. She let her hands slide off the counter and proceed to bury her head in them to hide the shame that's no doubt surfacing on her face.

"You know I was only kidding about the entire thing right?" she suddenly heard him said, accompanied by his faint chuckling. She look up from her hand and glare at the male in front of her, seeing that the lighting has already returned to it's original brightness and he was trying to suppressing his laughter.

"'Sides, even if you didn't forgive me I'd still give me my share since you look so cute when you're munching on them, just like a child." he suddenly informed her with his usual grin. She could feel a blush forming on her face as she started to pout at him with a heated glare.

Summer was glaring at me again with a cute pout while clenching her hands on her skirt. It would seem that I've pressed enough of her buttons to the point where she couldn't think of anything to say and could only glare and pout. But from the swinging of her ahoge I'm guessing that she's happy in someway?

Oh dear, the adorable kitten is mad, whatever shall I do? Should I continue to poke her buttons just to see her get angrier? Or should I try to pacify her with cookies? On one had getting her angry would no doubt shorten my lifespan immensely if she suddenly pounced on me in anger but she would look moe as hell with her puffed up cheeks and blushing. On the other, I would live longer but no moe to be found on that path. Hmm, decisions, decisions. Why must they always be so hard to choose from.

How odd, I find it oddly satisfying to tease her even though she could break my spine in half with her bare hands if she so chooses. Weird, normally I wouldn't even dare get someone angry because I couldn't bother to deal with the fallout. Hell, I wouldn't even dare risk my life just so I could see something cute. But seeing her red faced with embarrassment, it makes my heart flutter with excitement and with the threat of broken bones or at least a sure to lose fight looming around her if she was ever pushed too far, my body felt sense of trill and anticipation that I've never felt before.

Could it be…. that I've found a new hobby to pass the time with?

Ufufufu, life sure is interest- Damn, I sounded like an old pervert right now.

We heard a ring coming from the pickup area, causing Summer to cease her pouting and both of us to turn our head towards where the sound originated from. Placed there was two plates and a green haired lady leaning over the wooden frame with a smirk on her face.

"If you two are done flirting with each other, these plates needs to be delivered to table seven." she pointed at the dishes with her finger.

"We're not flirting!" Summer immediately yelled but Boss had already retreated with faint laughter coming from the kitchen.

"We totally are." I replied with a smirk, knowing that Boss could hear me from inside only for my shoulder to be slapped by a peeved redhead in a maid uniform.

"Ow, hey!" I yelped and turn to see Summer staring at me with what I labeled as 'unamused stare'. "Be careful now. I heard that denial is the first stage of acceptance." I joked with a smug grin only for Summer to reach her hand out and pull my cheek. "Owowowowow, alwight, alwight. I'm swrry." the words slurred out of my mouth as I felt the pain of having my face pulled and my body was being dragged towards her direction so I had to keep myself from falling over. Soon relief came and I almost doubled over because of the sudden release. I turn to pout at Summer while rubbing my redden cheek. She had a smug slime on her face now as she place both her hands on her hips.

"Meanie." I murmured with a huff and she rolled her eyes and hold out her palm.

"Just give me the change already."

"Sure, sure. Here's the change sweety." I place the cash on her outstretch hand.

"I keep telling you that it was a misunderstanding." Summer replied with a red face as she stuff the change in one the pockets the apron provided.

"I know, but I'm going to milk it for all it's worth." I answered her with a laugh. "Anyway, you better get moving, the food isn't going to serve itself." I jerk my thumb towards the dishes for her to see. Summer's only response was to childishly blow a raspberry at me and walk away with a humph.

Heh, how childish.

I responded by pulling my eyelid down and stick my tongue out at her retreating back but quickly revert to a normal carefree expression when I saw her turning her head back.

I'm a hypocrite, sue me.

With my conversation partner gone I return to my original posture and slouch lazily against the counter, watching everything go by slowly. With nothing more to do I decided to people watch to pass my time. Or rather, should I call it Summer watch? Since I'm staring at Summer right now as she's walking towards a table with plates on her hand. Or more accurately, I'm staring at the piece of antenna sticking out of her head. Seriously though, how does it move? It's a mystery that I hope to solve one day. Preferably before I find a way back because I don't think I could live easy not knowing the answer once I made it back.

I'm probably deluding myself into thinking that there actually is a way back because all the other self insert fics that I've read ended up with the SI staying or the fic is on hiatus so I'll never know what happen to them. But hey, you gotta have hope don't ya? Even if it's false.

I turn away from the hypnotizing swinging of Summer's hair and look to the clock, just in time to see the handle strike three.

"Alright then kiddos, break time." Boss's voice came out from the kitchen.

Immediately, Summer's ear perk up like a hunting hound and spun around even though she was in the middle of delivering a customer a plate of food. Needless to say, the plate slip from her hand and landed on the head of the customer she was serving with a splat. I would have reacted more strongly when witnessing something so comical but this is the third time this had happened ever since Summer started working here so my only response was to let out a dry and lazy laugh.

Summer immediately runs off and right pass me before disappearing into the kitchen. The customer who now dons a plate for a hat could only sit in stunned silence as the food slide off his head, dragging his hair along with. Turns out it's a wig.

"Yay~ thanks Aunty May." Summer's happy squeal could be heard from the kitchen. I've found out that Summer and Boss had known each other for years now and Summer has taken a liking to calling the Boss, Aunty.

Right now I don't particularly feel like taking a break, mainly because I wouldn't be able to resist pinching Summer's chibified cheeks when she's stuffing her mouth full, so I'll continue to man the counter until she's done. Today is a very slow day indeed.

I lift my left hand, the one that Summer held a week ago, and stare at it. I remember the feeling clearly. Her hands were warm and quite soft. It would have been nice and all but the only drawback from the hand grabbing is that I could feel my bones being grind into dust by her strength. Again, the girl has some serious strength for someone so tiny.

I clench it and felt the bones pop before relaxing it as I place it on the counter. I let out a smirk as I recalled that no one had held my hand for a long time now. It's kinda comforting really.

"Well, you two seem like you're getting along well." I heard someone commented from behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

"Heya Boss." I greeted her as I continue to watch the bald customer got up and walk out the door complaining about not being able to eat the food here again. Now that I think about it, I think it was the same guy that got food all over him yesterday when Summer made a mad dash for the cookies. His luck sure is bad.

"Don't call me Boss. It made me sound like some low budget movie villain." Boss let out a dissatisfied huff as she move next to me at the counter. I turn my head around to see her standing on my right as her face scrunched up in annoyance. Boss' wearing what I saw her with when I first met her. Now that I think about it, it's all I ever saw her with. Do the people in this world ever change their clothes at all? Or maybe they just buy many sets of the same clothes?

"Then should I call you Aunty May just like Summer always did?" I gave her a smirk as I said that.

"Pff, no. Try it and I'll deduct your pay." she deadpanned as she lean on the counter with her elbows like me. We're both just being lazy right now but since there isn't anything that needed to be done I guess it's okay. The customers are eating at their own pace, no one's coming in and every table is already served and tended to.

"Then how come she can?" I pointed out, remembering the number of times Summer called her that.

Boss let out an amused snort, I can see her shooting me a smirk. "That's because she's cute and you're not." she stated like it's suppose to be a fact.

What with this unfair treatment I'm getting just because I'm not as cute as Summer? I could shed a tear right then and there to show how much her words would have hurt me but I don't really give a damn. "So, you think we get along well?" I asked in a curious tone as I met her eye, not really believing her because so far I've been a very dastardly friend that find amusement in her embarrassment and cuteness.

"Sure thing. If she wanted, she could have sent you to the hospital plenty of times. She may look small but the girl is one terrifying fighter when it comes down to it."

"I don't think that has anything to do with us getting along well but rather it just show how much of a high tolerance she has for annoying people." I let out a dry laugh. "Sides. every time I praise her she would get mad and I'd have to fear for my life."

Boss let out a chuckle "Nah, she's not mad at all. She's just not used to being teased so much by a guy. She's mostly harmless." she informed me with a smirk.

I raise an eyebrow towards me before rolling up my sleeve on my right arm. "Look at all the bruises she had caused me and say that again." I deadpanned as I pointed at my slightly red forearm. They aren't actually bruises by the way, just impact mark from Summer's slap that would fade into nothing in a few minutes.

"Oh, stop being such a baby. You're a man aren't you?" Boss scoffed.

"So, what brought this up?" I asked, knowing that she wouldn't just talk about trivial things just to pass the time. Something must have gotten her to start this conversation. But what? Oh wait. "This is about Summer isn't it?"

Boss nodded and turn to look in front of us and I decided to do the same. "She might be innocent and naive but she's actually pretty sharp. So your crude attempts to make her avoid you just might have the opposite effect."

Hearing her words, my body tensed unwillingly. I can tell that my eyes were widen as I struggle to keep a straight face while staring out the window in a nonchalant manner. I could also tell that I've failed and Boss noticed my odd behavior. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I denied her accusation even thought I knew it's mostly pointless by now.

Boss let out a smile, pretending not to notice and letting out a light-hearted 'hmm'. "You know, you two are quite alike in some ways."

"Ho~? I don't think we're anything alike Boss." I replied, feinting disinterest and still confused as to how Boss knew what I was trying to do.

"Oh really?" Boss lean down on the counter, resting her chin on her forearms as she turn her head around to gave me a raised eyebrow. "From what I know of our cute little redhead, she tends to hide her doubts and insecurities behind her cheerfulness. While you, my little mysterious employee," she pointed at me with her finger with a cheerful tone."likes to hide your worries and confusion behind a mask of indifference."

Shit, how did she know? I was certain that I was hiding it well. Sure I may think about if it's even possible to return or not get dragged into the plot but I'm sure that I didn't let it show on my face.

"I don't know what's troubling you but maybe one day you could share it with someone. Like a certain someone that keeps coming back to talk to you even though you're purposely annoying her just so she wouldn't get too close to you." The Boss continued, either unaware or choosing to ignore the perplexed expression that I'm making.

A thought suddenly crossed my mind and I stare at my Boss with well hidden suspicion. Was she trying to figure me out? Considering that I just pop out of nowhere I don't think that's weird at all. Maybe she had asked around if anyone actually knows me or maybe even went to the police. Now she's either curious or suspicious that she couldn't find anything about me.

Wait, was she trying to get me to tell Summer my deepest darkest secrets? If I told Summer that I'd from another world or dimension how will she react? Will she treat me differently? Will I get weird looks? Or will it be much worst than I could think of. Somehow the thought of being enemies with Summer scares me.

What about Boss then? She'd probably grind the info out of Summer if I told her anything at all. Or maybe bribe her with cookies, that will totally be more effective than any other method or torture. Then they'd think I'm crazy or a lunatic and decide that a mental asylum would be the safest place to put me in.

I'll need to be more careful from now on.

"Eh, not interested. Beside, it's not like we're friends or anything." I tried to keep my suspicion from leaking into my voice as I lazily watch the customers. I could see Boss frowning from my peripheral vision but it was gone just as soon as it appeared. She pushes herself up and turn her body towards me, leaning against the counter with her elbow while her other hand was placed on her hips. She looked like she was about to say something but held it in at the last moment. I could hear a sigh escaping from her lips before she push herself off the counter.

"Just treat her well ya hear? Otherwise you're going to get it." she warned in a light hearted tone, one normally reserved for joking around and yet it somehow manage to sound very menacing, sending a chill running down my spine. I wonder if it's because of the sharp look she's giving me.

But still, I push the feeling aside and replied with a grin. "I thought warning boys off was suppose to be the father's job."

Boss just smiled as she turn around and started walking away "Oh you wished. You'll find that I'm much more merciful than her old man. If it's her father that came to warn you about getting close to his baby girl then you'd mysteriously disappear for half a day and when you're found, you'd be covered in your own piss and shit while sucking on your thumb like a frightened baby like the other guys who were interested in her."

"Wait, it happened before?" I exclaimed in surprise, lifting myself up to stare at Boss in disbelief and with parted jaw.

"Plenty of times." Boss just answered nonchalantly before walking towards the back. "The authorities never found out who did it or what happened to them." she finished as she walked into the kitchen.

Welp, looks like those who were going after that fine piece of ass will have a surprise waiting for them in the form of an overprotective father. Thank god I value my life more than my libido.

The area return back to it's previous peaceful silence save for the soft chatter of the customers and the clanking of utensils hitting the plates. I am alone with my own thoughts once again. I find myself thinking about the foreseeable future but I immediately steer my mindset away from that path as forcefully as I could. Thinking too much about what would or could happen could only bring nothing but worry and irritation the way I am right now.

Just focus on the present.

The first thing I need is access to the net, apparently it actually exist but I don't have the applications to use it. Earning enough lien to buy myself a scroll seem to be the only thing I can do. I asked about the price before and did the calculations. I'll need to work at least three months here if I ever wanted to purchase it.

Then again, I suck at math so I may be wrong.

I stretch my own body, causing my spine to make a satisfying pop and I release a happy sigh. Oh well, one thing at a time I guess. It's not like I've actually planned for the future before. So, plan for the day: Survive. I guess I just have to get past today without provoking Summer too much even though it would be fun. It's going to be a long and boring day but who knows, maybe I'd get lucky and something interesting would happen today.

I could feel another yawn coming and I did nothing to stop it. I slump lazily back onto the counter and waited for the time to pass.

Hmm~ I suppose life is fine as it is for now. I got a job, got a roof under my head, got a very cute coworker to tease whenever I want, getting death threats from protective Aunts, and a bleak future if season three of RWBY is anything to go by. Wish I've actually watch it instead of just reading the parts of the wiki so I would know what to expect.

So how long do I have before shit hits the fan? When Ruby reached fifteen? Is there a bomb shelter somewhere in Remnant I bunker down in when it happens? So many questions, so little answer.

My ears perked up when I heard the front door being open, accompanied by the sound of the bell hanging above it. I turn away from whatever I was looking to see who had entered and had to suppress an annoyed sigh.

Oh great, the silver haired dude is here again. You know, when I asked for something interesting to happen I meant something good, not annoying or tiring. He's been coming over more often ever since that day. He's most likely here to goat or annoy me but thankfully, I've long since developed a very neat skill to deal with that problem.

Ignoring mode: ON

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