Inside the clocktower, the office of headmaster ozpin, there were 3 people.
Ozpin was smirking, Glynda was glaring at Qrow, and the legendary drunk huntsman was making a scowl.
Qrow: ozpin, for the last time! There is absolutely no way I'm a-
As he was saying this, ozpin showed a picture of (y/n).
Qrow: ...father?
Looking at the picture, he noted how alike they looked.
Qrow: it's raven's.
He denied still holding hope.
Ozpin: no, his biological mother was another woman who died in her home village due to a Grimm hoard.
Stated the headmaster, making Glynda glare deepen. If looks could kill, Qrow would be a bubbling sludge of melted flesh already.
Qrow: oh shit, I'm a father...
The revelation finnaly settled in, he finnaly accepted reality.
And then sudently! They heard a crack, and the subject of the conversation teleported into the office with a grinn on his face.
Glynda was about to bind the intruder, but fortunately she stoped and saw that it was the young crusader. Remembering how it ended last time she binded him made her shiver...never again...
(Y/n): Holly shit! OZZY IM A FATHER!
Qrow:
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