Sharp as Knife . . .

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Blake was still cuddling me when I woke up.

Everyone else was sleeping, so I kind of just stayed the way I was.

Her eyes snapped open.

Blake: Y-Y/N!

She blushed.

Blake: T-thanks for . . . helping me sleep.

Me: No problem . . . do you want to get up?

Blake: What time is it, exactly?

I check my scroll.

Me: 7:47, 29 seconds, why?

Blake: Just a few seconds.

A few seconds later, at exactly 7:47:35, Yang rolls out of her bunk.

Blake: Like clockwork.

Me: You've . . . been hit by her before?

Blake: Yes.

We get up and get changed. It was our day off, so I wore a simple white shirt and black pants. My combat outfit was sweaty and kind of wrinkled from sleeping in it, so I set it in the laundry bin. I was kind of worried about it getting damaged.

Blake shook the others awake, while I head out to grab breakfast.

I come back with a full cart laden with many kinds of breakfast foods.

And on that cart was . . .

Eggs:

-Poached.

-Scrambled.

-Fried.

-Over easy, medium and hard.

-Omelettes.

-Hard Boiled.

Bacon.

Sausage.

Toast.

Hash browns.

Tea.

Coffee.

Scones.

Muffins.

Fish.

Pancakes

In all honesty, I just grabbed a bit of everything.

Everyone chowed down, though, and later, JNPR joined the feast.

Thankfully, we didn't have leftovers.

Yang: OK. Y/N, let's fight. I've been waiting.

Me: I accept your challenge.

We both gauntlet up and head to the arena.

We stand facing each other, while Ruby boots up the aura tracking system.

Blake: 3!

Yang activates her gauntlets. I adjust mine, like a conductor straightening his gloves.

Ruby: 2!

We take up our fighting stances.

Nora: 1!

We stare each other down. Yang grins.

Ren: Begin!

We rush at each other. Or rather, I rushed. Yang flew.

Our fists clashed in a flurry of punches.

Yang probably took more damage than I did, since her gauntlets didn't cover her fingers as mine did.

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