RWBY: Blackened Feathers

V3C9: Celebration

I woke up the next morning and was immediately glad there was no class on Saturdays.

I stretched and yawned.

I rubbed my eyes and sat up.

I was caught off guard by my team, team CFVY, RWBY, and RKAR standing there.

Everyone: SUPRISE!!!

Then Ruby blew one of those confetti blowers.

Unfortunately this scared the shit out of me.

Me: Jesus guys! The hell!? Whats going on?

Ruby: Happy birthday!!!

I stood up

Me: Thanks guys!

Riley: Now we know you never liked getting gifts, but we got you something!

Me: What is it?

Yang: Come to the cafeteria with us and we'll show you!

I got up and threw some clothes on and even put my old leather jacket on.

I went down to the cafeteria with them and we all sat in the same area.

Then Reven and Aaron walked forward with my gift.

It wad my battle coat, except it looked brand new.

No cuts on it, or bullet holes, or burns, or tears.

Even its color was restored.

I stood up and grabbed it.

I put it on and looked at myself.

Me: Thanks guys. I... I don't know what to say...

Riley: Ah don't say anything. That thing nedded a major restoration.

Coco gave me kiss on the cheek.

Coco: Happy birthday hun.

Me: Wait... How did you all know that my birthday was coming up?

Riley: I told them. Just wanted you to be happy today.

Then my sisters came and hugged me.

Me: I'm suprised you got your teammates to come along.

Yang: Oh we convinced them.

Ruby: Took us a while but we did.

I smiled.

Riley: Alright everyone. Well...at least everyone over the age of eighteen... Get in your cars! Were heading into town.

Ruby: Over eighteen? Then we can't come!

Riley: Well we are heading out for drinks so technically we can't even take team CFVY. We just need to be convicing enough for them.

Yang: Ooooooh I see. Well Wolfgang, have fun!

Ruby: Happy birthday!

Me: Alright! And Yang, I'll bring you back something!

Yang: Alright!

We walked out to our vehicles and jumped in.

We rode down Juniors club.

Junior is a really old friend of mine and a friend of Yangs aswell.

We walked in and skipped the dance floor, since that kind of dancing was the type none of us were really interested in.

We sat down and the bartender greeted us.

Then Junior walked up.

Junior: Wolfgang! Haven't seen you here since last year. What brought you back? The booze?