Sometimes Cowards Do Survive...

Chapter 8: Cinder who-now?

So, after fighting off Roman, Neo, and their compadres, Blake told me about how her and Weiss had a fight and basically caused her to accidentally reveal that she was a "Faunus" to the entire team. 

Of course, I already knew she was a kitty cat... 

It's been a couple weeks since that incident though, and things have pretty much gone back to normal.

Actually, it might've been longer than that, I don't know...

For a man who wields the Time Stone, I can't track time worth a damn...

Glynda also explained that she was stuck in a meeting with Ozpin and the other professors, and that's why she wasn't in her room that night.

I told her that it was fine, and that we'd just try again another day...

Also, people have been continuing to prepare for the Vytal Festival.

Still don't understand why that shit is so important...

Although, the concept of the whole thing sounds cool, so I think I might enjoy it...

Suddenly, a loud crash could be heard from the cafeteria building. 

What the fuck was that? 

I put my phone back in my pocket and started walking toward the building. 

I saw Sun and a man with blue hair standing next to each other. 

"Hey Sun!" I shouted as I ran over to them. 

"Oh hey David, what's up?" Sun said. 

"Nothin' much, although it sounds like shit's going down in the cafeteria." I said. 

Sun and the boy with blue hair turned toward the entrance doors to the building. 

"I'm sure it's nothing." Sun said. 

"That's what everybody says right before a major disaster happens." I said. 

Suddenly, I heard someone shout "Food Fight!", and a bunch of students came rushing out of the cafeteria. 

Oh fucking great... 

I walked through the doors with the two men.

The scene we witnessed was an absolute nightmare... 

There was food everywhere, there were forts made of tables and chairs on either side, built by none other than teams JNPR and RWBY. 

Nora was once again singing about how she was "Queen of the Castle", and Ruby said something about justice being "swift, painful, and delicious". 

"Well, this isn't going to end well..." I said.

"Should we get involved?" The boy with the blue hair asked. 

"You can do what you want, I'm outta here." I said. 

I turned around to walk out, only to be knocked to the ground by a watermelon. 

I stood back up and turned around to face the two teams, who were now looking at me with fear in their eyes. 

"Ya'll want a 'food fight', then lets have a 'food fight'." I said while raising my right hand to my chest and closing it into a fist. 

Suddenly, several red flashes occurred around the two teams, and out of those flashes came pepperoni pizzas. 

"You done messed with the wrong African American ladies and gentlemen..." I said.