To mend what is broken (RWBY x father reader)

11-That fateful day

[Location: Menagerie. 10 years ago]

(Y/n): 'Why in the FUCK does this island only have one hospital?'

After asking the locals where the nearest medical center in Menagerie is, I lead little Noir to it to get him patched up. Thanks to my aura, my cuts and bruises are clearing up just fine. I look down to my left and see the little cat faunus still holding my hand. Bruises still visible on his left arm, and his black eye still black. He just stares at the ground as we walk. To my right, the brief case full of Lien in my other hand. Why would I mention something I already know?

Anyway, I finally see a building with a big ass red plus sign. We make our way towards it and step inside. I see a few people in here. Some of the staff along with patients. Mostly in our way to the front desk..... Welp, time to start shoving. I make my way through them with Noir in tow.

(Y/n): 'xcuse me. Pardon me. Coming through. I am with child, my problems are more important than yours.

Finally making our way through, with a couple of complaints along the way, we are greeted by a nurse at the front desk. She has a pair of gazelle horns as she sports a welcoming smile. She soon looks me over, either checking out my hot bod or wondering why I look like I just came out of a blender.

Nurse: Hello! Welcome to the Raphael Clinic.

(Y/n): Hey. Listen, we got jumped by a beowolf. If you can get some bandages over here quick, that'd be great.

Nurse: We?

She leans forward and looks over the desk. I guess she didn't see Noir as we approached. When she does, she sees the condition the boy is in and sports a shocked expression.

Nurse: Oh my goodness! Please follow me!

She gets up from her chair and walks towards a side door leading further into the clinic. I guess it's a slow day if she can just leave her station for a minute. We soon follow her. After a minute of walking, we come to a stop to a room as she opens the door.

Nurse: Please step inside.

We do so and I see all the things you would expect from a clinic room. A sink, a weird hospital bed with the thin paper covering the top, a height and weight scale, and so on.

Anyway, I lift Noir up, setting him on the bed and the nurse begins the check up. I take a seat in a chair and set the case down to the side.

Nurse: So you both were attacked by a beowolf?

(Y/n): Yeah. We were taking a little stroll outside the village. When, all of a sudden, a beowolf came out of nowhere. I took care of it, but sadly he got swiped at during the start of the fight. Thank God it didn't use claws.

She carefully rolls up Noir's left sleeve and inspects the arm.

Nurse: Just give me a minute here and I'll be able to check up on you, sir.

(Y/n): Naw, it's fine. I'm a Huntsman. I get my a-ur-butt handed to me all the time. All I need is a moment to catch my breath and I'll be good to go. Just make sure he gets the necessary attention.

I quickly divert her attention back to Noir. Avoiding her from giving me a physical and figuring out the ears on top of my head aren't real. I also caught myself from cursing in front of a child. I'm not that big of a douche to swear with a kid in the room. Anywho, after a minute or two of inspecting Noir's injuries, she puts a splint on his arm and tasks him with holding an ice pack to his swollen eye. She soon turns to me.

Nurse: Well, besides the bruising, it seems his arm was dislocated. It looks like it was set back into place somehow. Thankfully, the black eye is not as serious. Just make sure to seek immediate medical attention if he has problems seeing in the future.