RWBY and APRJ: volume 4

Chapter 7: punished

Oscar was peacefully reading a book in his bed as the night was currently in charge of the sky, standing over everyone in its wake.

"Oscar, supper's ready!" A woman shouted.

"What are we having?" Oscar asked.

"It doesn't matter, you're eating it!" The woman answered, not revealing the answer.

"I never agreed to these terms!" Oscar playfully replied.

"It's part of the 'living under my roof' contract" The woman said. "Read the fine print, then come wash up"

Oscar put the book down and got out of his bed, heading towards the door. A somewhat calm voice sounded in his head again.

"We need to leave" It was Ozpin. Oscar ignored him and headed for the door. "Oscar. Oscar!"

Oscar stopped reaching for the doorknob and sighed in anger.

"I've decided that you're not real, so you might as well just give up" He frowned. Ozpin, however, did not give up. As usual, he used words to aid him.

"I understand how you're feeling. I went through the same panic and confusion"

Oscar picked his book back up and put the remaining ones on the bookshelf.

"It's not real. It's not real. It's not real" Oscar whispered to himself, hoping that he was not going completely insane.

"I can assure you, you're perfectly sane" Ozpin reassured.

"I'm talking to a voice inside of my head" Oscar ignored Ozpin.

"I didn't say you were normal, I said you were sane" Ozpin corrected. "There's quite a significant difference between-"

"Shut up!" Oscar ordered, silencing Ozpin. "If you think this is funny, it's not"

"We are in complete agreement on that matter, I promise you" Ozpin agreed. "Believe me, I wish this weren't the case. But as I've told you, our aura, our souls, are combined"

"I'm done listening to you" Oscar demanded, but of course, Ozpin was STILL not giving up.

"Have you ever been to Haven?" He asked.

"I told you I'm not going, and I've told you I'm done listening" Oscar repeated.

"Do you think you could describe the headmaster's office?" Ozpin asked again, denying Oscar's defiance.

"No. Why would I know that? I've never seen-"

"Try. Right now" Ozpin ordered. Oscar gave in and tried to think of how the headmaster's office would look.

"I think...it's..." Oscar soon realised that by trying, He was actually SEEING the office! "...autumn-coloured. With a huge mahogany desk. There's a small table and chairs in the corner for guests, and a tea set that...I gave him"

Oscar was in pure shock at not only knowing what Haven Academy's headmasters' office looked like, he said 'I'.

"What did I say that?" Oscar held his head in his hands, definitely thinking that he was going insane. "Why do I know that? Why did I say that?"

"Because I helped build that school, and tea set was a gift to the man running it now" Ozpin explained. Oscar groaned and held his head, hoping that it was just a dream. "If you don't believe me, you can look it up. If I recall, your aunt had several books on Mistral downstairs. I'm certain you could find a picture in one of them"

"Yeah, that's...that's right. Maybe I just saw it in a picture" Oscar excused, but Ozpin knew better than that.

"Oscar-"