"Papa!" Please God no. "Wake up!" Who the fuck taught Tatsu to speak, it's barely been a fucking day.
"Whichever one of you taught him to speak will pay for this egregious assault on my livelihood," I declare to an almost empty Dorm room. "Where'd they go?"
Oh hey, a conveniently placed note on the door.
"Went to the docks with RWBY. Seryu's order to not wake you up. Mine taught Tatsu how to speak. Everyone was surprised," Yeah that looks like the work of someone who owns a bookstore. "Welp, Tatsu, I think it's time for me to teach you the art of swearing."
"You will not," Oh it's Mr. Buzzkill. "I'm not letting you teach Tatsumi swears. You already have a problem with them, imagine young, impressionable, Tatsu-"
"Fuck yeah!" ha seems I've been beaten to the punch.
"Burn the Elites!" What the fuck is he saying?
"Your shirt," Did you just facepalm at me?
Oh yeah, the shirt. It says
"Fuck Yeah!
Burn the Elites!
Off with their heads!"
It's just a shirt I bought at a thrift store because of the flaming sword on the back. Looked kinda cool back when I bought it, but not so much now.
"Who taught him how to read so fluently?" I check the note and that green gay- sorry, that green goon taught my precious boy how to read.
"I mean, he does own a bookstore," Shut up Ty. "I thought I told you to call me Incursio."
"Incursio is the Sword, You're the Grimm."
"But I'm the sword and the Grimm."
"Nope," I smirk at the red gem on Incursio's guard.
Later.
"Ah, the sea. Reminds me of my blue-haired bro," I stand on one of those poles that people tie boats to with Tatsu in my arms and look out at the sea. "Oh right! Incursio!"
"Grand Fall!" I know that voice anywhere!
"WAVE!!" The excitement in my voice was practically visible.
"Mark!" Wave ran up to me and we fist-bumped.
Well, it was more like two Beringels punching each other in the face at max strength.
Meanwhile.
Lubbock felt and heard the distinct sound of his two best friends punching each other and smiled.
"What was that?" Seryu asks, seeing the smile on Lubbock's face and giving him a questioning look.
"A couple of Grimm punching each other," Lubbock says cryptically.
"What?" Seryu's confusion is ignored and Lubbock walks toward the sound.
Back with the Tyrant wearers.
Y/N and Wave had stepped into a Café and began recounting their epics, Tatsumi now sitting on Y/N's lap.
Wave had ordered a sandwich while Y/N ordered a non-caffeinated drink. At a café.
"I broke my arm to get out of being on a boat for a week," Wave said, rubbing his left arm.
"What? Really? You? The Sailor? Broke his own arm to get off a boat? The hell is Atlas doing to you, man?" Y/N asked.
"You don't wanna know, dude," Wave looked out the window. "Anyway, enough about me, let's talk about the elephant, or should I say, Tyrant, in the room."
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The Silver Dragon of Beacon (RWBY X Male Reader but it's an Isekai harem book)
FanfictionRWBY X Male reader but you're an appropriately powered Isekai hero Whilst on a walk Mark Oath is attacked by a girl he rejected earlier that day and is sadly killed, but what's this? A sleep-deprived kid wearing way too much grey saying he's God? Re...
