Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots

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(B3acon# is the Wifi password trust me it was in the show I'm not crazy... I think)

Wash wasn't the most sociable of students at Beacon. He did exceptional in his classes, but presentations and making friends weren't something he would get an A plus in.

So when the day came for pairing teams, he was worried beyond belief. What if he got some jerk? What if they found out his secret?

Claws on the inside of his guts started to metaphorically kill Wash. If someone ever found out, his life would be over.

No one can know his secret.

No one can know who he is.

Let's hope that it stays like this.

~~~~~

Beacon is freaking amazing.

Tucker repeated this many times in his head as he walked around campus, exploring all the sections he was limited to. He couldn't wait to fight monsters and go on adventures, but before that was grades.

Just one tiny little detail.

Tucker mentally groaned at all the studying he would have to do. He only hoped that his selected partner was good with the nerdy stuff.

As the lovely walk around campus continued, Tucker continued to think about how in the world he was going to survive the partner challenge, where the first person you met eye contact with would be with you for the next four years.

Let's hope his luck doesn't run out.

"All new students, please report to the dining hall." The megaphone boomed a bit louder than Tucker was ready for. Maybe it was just his nerves? Oh god, he's getting all nervous. Can people sense nervousness? Is that a thing? Is that-

"Ouch" Tucker and a stranger yelped as they fell over eachother and onto the concrete.

"S-Sorry" the other one mumbled, quickly collecting his books.

"My bad, I wasn't watching where I was going," Tucker said quickly, helping the blond pick up the mess they've made.

After helping him up, he handed him his possessions, and stuck out his hand.

"Hi. My name's Tucker, I'm a newcomer. And you are...?"

"David, but my friends call me Wash. I'm guessing since we're in the same grade, we're heading the same direction?" Wash asked, tilting his ball-cap a bit downwards.

"Yeep-a-Doo."

"Nice, mind if I- wait, Yeep-a-Doo?" Wash asked, giving him a Sam Winchester bitch face.

"What? It's fun to say!"

"Yeah, but not when you're giving first impressions."

"I thought mothers said to be yourself?"

"Yeah, and look where that got them!"

"... You. I like you. You're down to Earth."

"U-Um... Thanks?"

Tucker smirked, laughing along with the new friend he'd just made.

Maybe this year won't be as crap-filled as he thought.

~~~~~

Wash knew that when him and Tucker became roommates with Simmons and Grif that they were going to find out.

However, it was up to Wash if it was on purpose or on accident.

He could just tell them, but... Easier said than done.

But he probably should've gone with the first option.

After a friendly training session with Tucker, Bam.

As Wash tripped and fell to the ground, his hat flew off his head-

There lies his fluffy, grey cat ears.

Wash was a Faunus.

David wanted to do nothing more that run away or curl up in a pit, but Tucker didn't react. In fact, he remained the same.

"You... You're not-"

"I guessed it. I mean, c'mon, baseball cap? Gotta go for something a little more clever these days: Like a bow or something!" Tucker joked, showing that same smile as always.

Wash was happy with Beacon after that.

He was happy with his team.

He was happy with his partner.

He was happy with Tucker.