Oscar's POV:
After Blake left, I headed to the balcony and stared out in the distance, watching her get in an airship headed back to Vale. As I stared, I heard footsteps behind me.
"Hey Osckie," teased Ruby, "whatcha doing out here?"
"Oh, just...thinking about stuff," I said.
"What kind of stuff," said a voice.
It was Nora; she had come in with Ruby and a few of the others too.
"Just about my future plans," I continued, "I need to train harder now, and I want to make sure I'm better than I was before."
"Oh, cool."
Then it got awkwardly quiet.
"So," said Ruby trying to break the silence, "you were pretty angry back there."
"Yea, I was," I said.
"I didn't realize you had been through something terrifying and horrific. I feel bad for laughing at you earlier."
"Yea, so do I," said Nora, and the others agreed.
"Thanks," I said, "honestly, I'd laugh too if it happened to someone else. But, I mean, a giant chicken bullying a child is either a nightmare or a bad joke."
We all chuckled.
"You know Oscar, I gotta ask," said Jaune, "is that why you ate so much chicken during Batman-i mean Ruby's party?"
"I believed that if I ate chicken, I'd have the strength to beat Scratchclaw himself. No mercy for the birds."
Everyone started snickering again, and eventually, so did I, until we all started laughing.
"Thanks," I said, "I needed that. I didn't mean to yell at Harriet during the meeting; I was just upset."
"Yea, we know," said Yang, "you were just feeling pressured and scared. I know what that's like, to worry that your past might hurt the people you care about."
"So Scratchclaw was your bully," said Nora, "he attacked you and your aunt to a point where you developed a fear of him? What'd you do after he ran away?"
"Well," I said, trying to remember, "my aunt and I stayed at her friend's house while our home was rebuilt. And I remember my first meal after that ordeal was her homemade cinnamon rolls. I like to close my eyes and imagine I'm still eating them. At times I feel like I can still taste them."
"Is that why you had so many of them in the house," asked Velvet.
"Yes. When I saw the signs of Scratchclaw returning, I needed a way to stay calm and not let my stress take over me."
"And we forced you to make all of them," said Nora shakily.
"Yea, but don't worry about it. I can always buy more, so-"
I felt arms wrap around me tightly, and Nora put her head on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed, "I didn't realize how much it meant to you, and I was selfish. I shouldn't have made you make all of them when something this tragic was at our doorstep!"
Velvet and Coco hugged me, too, with tears in their eyes. I accepted their hugs with tears coming out of my eyes too.
"It's alright, guys," I said, "my aunt taught me how to make those; she'd be happy to know so many people got to enjoy them, and it made me happy to know you all liked my cooking."
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RWBY: The Bumblebee in the Rosegarden
FanfictionRuby and Oscar have known each other for years but never told each other how they felt. Oscar plans to but his plans fail every time. Will he ever let the flower of his dreams know his feelings? Yang and Blake are also hiding their relationship from...