Escape From Remnant: A Tarkov X RWBY Crossover

Chapter 31: Beacon Dance

It was an event that everyone who had watched American style school dramas would know all too well. The school dance. Where needs are alone, the bullies get trashed, xanax or percocet in the toilets, and the main character gets it with the girl he's been eyeing up the whole show or season. But while the students danced, Floridaman, Moron and Akula were here for the alcohol only. It was free drinks! What more could men of their age who had gotten into alcoholism because their lives were so unbelievably shit could ask for? Plus, the students left them alone except for Akula due to his younger age getting asked out once or twice by drunk girls.

"Come on! How long more until one of you starts dancing?" Floridaman raised his beer bottle standing against a table filled with coolers that contained alcohol of all kinds. He looks at the 2 Russians in front of him, awaiting their response.

"Fuck it I'll go. Shame Texas doesn't get to see this because I was wild back in the early days of the soviets going kaput." Moron with Vodka bottle in hand steps out onto the dance floor. The music was electric, but it was no matter as his style of drunken Russian dancing was completely alien to the students.

If fact, they looked pretty out of place in their regular fatigues while the students were all in a variety of formal wears.

"What about you? Why don't you dance." Akula asked Floridaman, who just takes a swig of his beer bottle.

"Reminds me of my past with my ex. It's how we started dating anyways. Fucking after prom at a park."

"Shit man you always talk about your ex wife. What's so bad about her?"

"Well, I was stupid, I married her after school because I wanted to join the army...when we were dating for 5 months."

Akula snorted at the 5 months part.

"Is that why I hear so many American army men jokes about their wives cheating?"

"Yeah, they get lonely during tours, or they marry too fast just to get benefits from the bloody government. Worse, I found out years later when we had 2 kids!"

"You never told me much about your children..."

He shook his head, thinking of how to explain then to him.

"Yeah, one is a fat retard that plays video games all day. Never held a job in his life, and I honest to god hope he changes before the heart attack changes his status from living to dead. The other one is well...a normal American teenager. She was my princess early on, but some things went wrong with her in middle school."

"Aye? How so?" The former scav radier questioned further.

"They both live with my ex-wife, but my daughter is probably a sociopath that just wants to watch the world burn. I got called into the principal's office once because they couldn't get my ex and turns out she manipulated some guy into jumping off a roof, thinking he could get with her if he did that. The fucker died from internal wound punctures because of his bones. Even worse, she did so in front of the school's bake sale. At least his parents understood he was a idiot."

"Why are American schools so entertaining like that? My teenage school years were so boring. People getting slapped was the biggest news in my school."

"In my days, a guy stabbed a teacher with a shank for taking his Walkman. Ironically, he was a British guy."

Akula turns to the table next to him, all filled with alcohol of all sorts, grabbing a bottle of vodka and pouring a shot for himself.

"Your life could be like a sitcom. You know that? They used to air American high school shows on the television in the early days dubbed in Russians trying to pull off American teenage accents." The both of them chuckle at the last bit as simultaneously the pair take swigs from bottles of beer on the table.