Disclaimer: Trailer Park Boys is owned and property of Showcase and Netflix. And RWBY is owned and property of Rooster Teeth. I own nothing.

A/N: This story will contain intentional spelling and grammar mistakes for Rickyisms.

"So where are we going again?" Yang asked, looking out the window of the Bullhead. The airborne vehicle descended a bit in altitude. Ruby finished off the last cookie in her bag before answering her elder half sister.

"We're going to go help people. Duh."

Weiss rolled her eyes at the vague answer provided by their leader. "We're going to a small island near Patch," Weiss supplied. "Ozpin got a call saying Grimm activity was unusually high."

"You and Ruby are from Patch right?" Blake asked the two half sisters.

"Born and raised," Yang proudly confirmed.

"Aren't you worried Patch might get infested next?"

"Nah," came Yang's nonchalant reply. "If they did, Dad would show them what's up."

"I take it this, Sunnyvale," Blake recalled the name of the island, "isn't fortunate enough to have a resident huntsman."

Ruby shook her head. "Nope. Dad always said the people there weren't as well off."

"Why's that?" Blake asked wanting to know more. This time it was Yang who answered.

"Because a large part of Sunnyvale is a trailer park."

"A trailer park?!" Weiss asked in disbelief. "I thought those places were just a myth to get children to behave themselves." Yang couldn't help but chuckle.

"Welcome to the real world princess."

"I'll have you know that I'm plenty down to Remnant." Weiss defended herself with an indignant huff directed at Yang.

"Don't you have a cake butler or something?" Ruby asked.

"Your point?" Weiss asked. Ruby just shook her head and looked out the window at the passing clouds. "Nothing."

"But I have to wonder, why send our team?" Weiss questioned. "We're barely into our second semester and we're already being sent to handle a real situation."

"It must be a pretty grimm situation them," Yang punned making the other girls groan. "What? It was funny."

"Maybe Ozpin just really likes our team," Ruby offered her suggestion. "I mean we did kick a lot of butt during initiation."

"Yeah we did!" Yang exclaimed bringing her fists together.

"And we did almost stop Torchwick that night at the docks," Blake added. "So we have shown that we know how to handle ourselves."

"But we are still in our first year," Weiss pointed out. "If anything they'll probably just have us take out a few packs of Beowolfs or an Ursa or two."

"Well whatever it is I'm totally ready to go!" Yang enthused about the possibility of busting a few Grimm heads. "I can't wait to knock it to 'em!" The girls groaned. "Come on! I'm working with my best material here."

Some time passed by as the Bullhead continued its journey to the island of Sunnyvale. Most of that time was spent doing any last minute modifications to their weapons, much to Ruby's delight, before the aircraft landed outside of a raise able gate. The gate itself was just a thin board the one could easily hop over or climb under. It would only be useful for stopping cars not keeping Grimm out. The walls surrounding the trailer park weren't that impressive either.

They were essentially just large tall wooden boards held up by wooden support beams. It was safe to say that they could use a drastic improvement in their defense layout. "You girls take care now." The pilot told them. "Just call when you've been given the all clear to go."

"Will do!" Ruby promised, pulling out her scroll and saving the contact number for good measure. The pilot nodded in confirmation and took off from the ground and back to the Kingdom of Vale.

"Oh, wow." Yang said staring at the entrance to the park. Weiss nodded in agreement.

"I know. These defenses are a joke! It's a good thing they called us in when they did, if the Grimm were to show up sooner these people wouldn't stand a chance."

"Totally," Yang agreed. "But that's not what I meant."

Weiss looked confused. "What are you-?" Yang put a hand on Weiss' head and directed her attention to the man waving them over by the gate. "Oh Dust."

Waving them over was a man with dark combed over hair. He wore rather tight white pants with a walkie-talkie strapped to his belt. His somewhat tan skin was on full display considering he wore no shirt. But instead of a perfect six pact of abs like Sun had, this man had a rather large and rather hairy gut. Each girl could go happily go their entire lives not having seen a sight like that.

"Hey!" The man called, waving some more. "Are you the team from Beacon?"

"Oh! Uh… yeah! That's us!" Ruby tried to sound happy and not at all uneasy about the fact that he wore no shirt. Don'tlookathisgut!Don'tlookathisgut!Don'tlookathisgut! Oh Dust! He eyes darted downward. I looked at his gut! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew!

"Well come on in!" The man pushed the plank gate up for them to enter. "Name's Randy. I'm Weekend Supervisor here at the park." He extended his hand to each of the girls.

Yang was the first to overcome her shock. "Hey! Name's Yang." She shook Randy's outstretched hand and wrapped an arm around Ruby. "And this is my adorable little sister Ruby!" Ruby in turn just raised a hand and waved.

Weiss, despite her clear disgust over Randy's lack of shirt, performed a perfect curtsey. "Weiss Schnee."

"Blake Belladonna."

"Sooo, what Grimm do you want us to take down first?!" Yang asked wanting to get right to the action. "A pack of Beowolfs? Or what about an Ursa Major?!"

"Do you girls like cheeseburgers?" Randy asked out of the blue. The girls all tilted their heads in a confused manner.

"Uh, what?" Blake asked.

"Cheeseburgers," Randy repeated. "I was going to grill some up for me and Mr. Lahey. Did you girls want some?"

"Uh, sure." Yang answered a bit unsure before quickly becoming confident once again. "We'll fill up and then kick butt!"

"Sure, I could do a cheeseburger!" Ruby said. It wasn't a cookie, but it would do.

"…I guess." Blake agreed as well.

"It's not high in calories or fat is it?" Weiss asked.

"It'll be the best cheeseburger you've ever had," Randy told her. "I eat them all the time." Weiss cringed a bit as she took in the sight of his gut.

"I think I'll just take a salad if you have one."

"Sure thing. Right this way girls." Randy led the girls into the park and amongst the slightly run down trailers that occupied it. The inhabitants of aforementioned trailers were mostly seated on the decks outside of their mobile homes, usually with a beverage in hand as they chatted and watched the newcomers walk by.

"So who's Mr. Lahey?" Blake asked as Randy led them up the deck of a tan trailer.

"He's the regular Supervisor," Randy told her. "Mr. Lahey and me share a trailer. We have to make sure we keep this park hankered down pretty good and- BOTTLE KIDS!"

"Bottle wha-," Ruby began, only for Randy to tackle her and her teammates to the floor of the deck as glass bottles shattered against the side of the side of the trailer. Ruby heard the sound of the trailer door opening and an older man stepped out.

"You kids are in violation of Park regulation!" The older man yelled. "No bottle throwing in Sunnyvale Trailer Park!" Another bottle was thrown and shattered against the man's head. Ruby saw the culprit to be four boys on bikes with garbage bags tied to the handles.

"Fuck off!" One of the kids yelled as he and his friends pedaled off.

"Are you alright Mr. Lahey?!" Randy asked as he got up to check on the park supervisor. Ruby and co. got up as well and was able to get their first sight of Mr. Lahey.

He was an older man with graying/white hair along the sides and back of his head. Save for the top where he was bald. He wore khaki pants and shirt with a walkie-talkie clipped to his front pocket. A pair of sunglasses hung down his nose, and Ruby was able to see brown bloodshot eyes. Then the smell hit her.

Being around Uncle Qrow long enough and one gets to know what alcohol smells like. Lahey smelled exactly like Qrow's flask.

Correction.

He smelled like Uncle Qrow's flask, times ten!

"I'm fine Randers," Lahey answered with a bit of a slur to his voice. "Nothing a little drinkypoo won't fix."

Randy looked more than a bit concerned. "Mr. Lahey you promised you were going to cut back on the liquor."

"It was just a few wine coolers Randy," Lahey tried to reassure the shirtless man. "Wine coolers don't count, only the hard liquor. Just the hard stuff Randy." Mr. Lahey finally seemed to take notice of the team of girls staring at him with question marks above their heads. "Ah you must be the Beac- *urp* uh, team from Beacon. Welcome to Sunnyvale."

"Uh, yeah that's us. Team RWBY!" Ruby introduced. "But, what was that just now?"

"Those were the bottle kids," Randy told her. "They like to throw bottles at people."

"Why?" Weiss asked; her opinion of the park dropping even lower than before.

"Who knows?" Lahey spread his arms and shrugged. "Shit-sparks will be shit-sparks. Until they evolve into shit-flames." Ruby made a small "Eep!" noise and covered her ears at the first mention of the word: shit.

"We can go after them," Yang offered. "Ruby here has more than enough speed to run laps around those little punks."

"No need ladies," Lahey reassured them. "Those kids are far from the worst here in Sunnyvale."

"The Grimm," Blake concluded.

"Not exactly," Lahey said as Randy fired up the grill to make the cheeseburgers he had promised beforehand. "They might have crawled out of the shit-abyss, but they aren't the ones who will bring about shitageddon." As if on cue, an old and battered car drove down the dirt road, only to break down in front of the trailer.

The car's paint had faded considerably and was now a mix of black and faded grey. It had no license plates, and no passenger side door, giving the girls a look at the two men inside. The one on the passenger's side had muscle to him if his tight black shirt was anything to go by. He had black hair and a goatee which he kept trimmed. For whatever reason he was hold a glass with a mixed drink in his hand.

The one driving was on the portly side with reddish-brown hair, long sideburns, a moustache, and patch on his chin. Another car stopped behind where they had broken down, and a camera crew seemed to be recording the two men.

"Fuck!" The driver cursed as he tried to start the car again. The passenger just sighed at the others attempt to start the car.

"Ricky," he addressed the driver, "put the car in park or neutral." Ricky tried starting the car again. "Ricky it's in drive. It's in drive!"

"Fuck off Julian!" Ricky cursed. "I know how to work this fuckin' thing!" Whatever Ricky did it must have worked as the car spewed out a large black cloud and continued on its way. The camera crew following after them.

Ruby had, once again covered her ears to keep the profanity out, while the other girls blinked a few times to register the weirdness they had just witnessed. "Alright. I'm just going to ask. Who were those guys?!" Yang and to wonder. This trailer park kept getting weirder and weirder.

Lahey shook his head sadly. "Two of the biggest idiots you will ever meet in your life." He actually sounded more hung-over than he actually was. "Looks like the boys are back Randers. Let's go greet them Randy."

"But Mr. Lahey, this one's ready for cheese," Randy referred to the burgers he had on the grill.

Lahey fixed Randy with a hung-over look. "Randers."

Randy sighed in defeat. "Okay." He turned off the grill and followed after Mr. Lahey to where the cars had driven off to.

"So, are we supposed to follow after them?" Weiss asked.

"They are the ones who called us in," Ruby pointed out.

"Okay, but must we follow after them?" Weiss rephrased her question.

"Team RWBY after them!" Ruby ordered.

Weiss let out a sigh. "Of course we must."

Ricky's car let out a few more large clouds of exhaust before it finally came to a stop in front of Julian's trailer. "See Julian," Ricky said as the two of them climbed out of the nonexistent passenger side door. "Told you we would make it back by time."

Julian remained silent and figured there was no point in telling Ricky that they were actually a half hour late than they had planned. "What do you say me, you, and Bubbles head over to my old man's trailer? We can eat pepperoni, chicken fingers, chips, and get drunk as fuck."

"Maybe some other time Ricky," Julian told is friend as he cast a look at the shed that was adjacent to his trailer. Their lifelong friend Bubbles lived there with his various cats, but it didn't look like he was home at the moment. It was around that moment when the camera crew pulled up in their own car and started recording the two friends.

A few years back they had decided to do a mocumentary on the people of Sunnyvale Trailer Park, and decided he and Ricky were the best people to follow and film due to their many get-rich-quick-schemes.

"Come on Julian," Ricky urged. "We just got out of jail why not get drunk?"

"Not tonight Ricky," Julian said as he got out the keys to his trailer to make sure everything was still in order. He wouldn't put it past Lahey to confiscate some of his stuff.

"Well you do what you want Julian," Ricky told him. "Go put your college degree or your little PFD or whatever to use, me and my dad are gonna get drunk, and maybe smoke a joint or two you don't know what you're missing."

"Boys! You're back!" Julian recognized the raspy horse voice from anywhere. It belonged to their blonde glasses wearing friend Bubbles. Walking up the deck to greet them, Bubbles gave a wide smile as he bobbed his head in greeting. He still wore his abnormally large pair of red glasses that made his eyes look magnified.

"Hey Bubs," Ricky greeted. "Check it out we're fresh out of jail."

"I see that Ricky," Bubbles said. "But you're never gonna believe whose back."

"Who is that?" Ricky asked. As if to answer Ricky's question a small shape jumped from the top of Julian's trailer with enough force to knock Ricky down. "What in the fuck?!" Ricky asked as he stared up at whoever sat on his chest, and was met with the sight of pink and brown eyes with a matching hair color.

"Check it out boys!" Bubbles bounced on his feet. "Neo's back!" Seeing this latest development the camera crew decided to pull the boys aside for an interview regarding the new arrival.

Bubbles' Interview

"Well sure I remember Neo." Bubbles began. "It was some back when she was just about ten years old, Ricky and Julian were in their twenties at the time. The boys had just gotten out of jail and went this little girl followed them back to the park here." Bubbles explained.

"She was like a little lost kitty," Bubbles said holding up one of his various cat companions. "And you can't turn away a lost kitty otherwise you're a greasy bastard. She just sort of helped them out with their schemes after that."

"Never really talked all that much. Only time she did was when me and her made puppets. Mine was named Conky, and hers was Orange Buddy." Bubbles got a contemplative look in his large eyes. "And those puppets were fucked."

"She kept quiet most of the time, but she did join an all female rock band called Puss."

Julian interview

"Yeah I remember Neo," Julian told the camera crew. "Rick and I had just gotten released from jail and when we went to get some money, this little girl just kind of followed us back to the park." Julian took a sip of his rum and coke.

"After that she helped us out with a few odd jobs, and we just kind of decided to set her up with a trailer of her own." Julian pointed down the street to a pink trailer with a chocolate brown deck, and a white and brown stripe running along the side of the trailer.

"Then one day she just kind of moved on. Haven't seen her since."

Ricky interview

"I'll tell ya something," Ricky began. "People say I have a shit memory. I say that isn't true. I mean just because I forgot my daughter's birthday or whatever people think I forget stuffs easily, but I don't! Sure Julian is better when it comes to the whole clear thinkin' and explaining things to peoples thing, but I'm better when it comes to like dope growing and cars and shit like that. But I remember when we first met Neo."

"So me and Julian had just gotten out of jail for about the fourth or second time or something, I don't really remember what time, but we really wanted to get drunk that night so we went to a liquor store. Only problem is we had just gotten out of jail and shop owners don't really want to sell drinks to confacts or whatever, which is pretty fucked if you ask me.

"So we just decided to rob the place, but you know it's not like we like breaking the law, but in order to not break the law anymore we just had to break the law a few more times to get money. So we rob the place only to see this little girl sitting in the back seat. We had no idea what the fuck to do, but then she pulls out a stick of pepperoni and gives it to me. So you know I just kind of decided if she's gonna give me pepperoni she must be pretty cool."

"After that she helped us fuck with Lahey and the cheeseburger walrus Randy. Little stuff you know like sneaking into their trailer disguising herself by her semdance or whatever it's called and drawing cocks on their faces when they were sleeping."

End interviews

"Holy fuck!" Ricky said as he greeted the short young woman. "How's it been lining life in the big city or whatever?" Neo shrugged and stuck out her tongue. "Pretty fucked huh?" She nodded. "Well let's go on in to Julian's, I'm sure he has some ass cream or something." Neo seemed to know Ricky meant ice cream and followed him inside.

Julian refilled his drink as Ricky raided his fridge to pull out a quart of ice cream. "Vanla flavor," Ricky mispronounced the name of the flavor. "You want some vanla Neo?" The young woman nodded her head in excitement.

"You boys were just in time," Bubbles bobbed his head in excitement. "I was just telling her about all the wacky misadventures we all had these last few years. She really has grown up huh boys?"

"Well she hasn't grown much in height," Julian joked looking down at her short stature. Neo stuck her tongue out and kicked him in the shin. "So what brings you back to the park Neo?"

Neo pulled out a drawing she had of the trailer park and the nearby town located not too far away. It was drawn in crayon. She pointed to the town which held a school, liquor store, and Dust shop, which she had circled and labeled: HEIST in bright red.

"You want to rob a Dust store?" Julian asked. Neo nodded. Julian sighed as he took a sip of his drink. "Look Neo me and Ricky just got out of jail again. We're on probation alright? We can't risk getting caught, and you know Lahey is just waiting for a chance to catch us."

"Don't be a dick Julian," Ricky told his friend. "You're the ones who's always saying how we have to get lien fast. I say we do it. Shop owners are dumb as fuck no way we get caught."

"Look it's-," Julian stopped short when he saw Neo giving him puppy dog eyes.

"Oh no the big kitty eyes," Bubbles knew Julian was no match.

"I know what you're doing. Stop." Julian told Neo. If possible her eyes got even bigger.

"Her eyes are bigger than those flying sausages," Ricky observed.

"Fuck! Fine." Julian finally conceded. Neo smiled in victory as she helped herself to more ice cream. Julian shook his head at her antics and went into his living room to enjoy his drink. His moment was ruined by the sight of Mr. Lahey and Randy waling up to his trailer followed by four teenage girls.