Time Traveler RWBY

Proof

The birds chirped as the sun rose upon Beacon Academy. A slow breeze gently moved the trees as one particular crow made its way up towards the top of the highest building of Beacon to find the academy's headmaster. 

"You rang?"(???)

The headmaster turned to his trusted Huntsman who was leaning on the window frame.

"Our little experiment has finally woken up."(Ozpin)

"Really? Where is he, or it?"(???)

"Actually, he's right here next to me."(Ozpin)

The man turned to look at him and only saw a kid in his green eyes. Not yet scarred from the horrors of the world. The kid looked a bit tall but nothing to write home about. In comparison to other more colorful individuals his age, he seemed quite tame.

"Ehhh? That's who you've been keeping for over a century?"(???)

"Over a century? Buddy, do I look like I'm over 100 years old? I'm 18. period, end of story."(Palmer)

"As you can see, I'm struggling a bit to convince him that he has indeed been asleep for over 100 years."(Ozpin) Ozpin gestured towards Palmer.

"So you want me to somehow convince him that he's really freaking old?"(???)

"In a way, yes. I do."(Ozpin)

The dark-haired man smiled in response as a lightbulb formed above his head.

"I have just the thing in mind..."(???)

About 1 hour later...

"*gulp* Phew! Now that hit the spot!"(Qrow)

The two men found themselves in a local bar with two tall glasses of various forms of alcohol. Palmer sat next to Qrow, found out his name along the way to the bar, with a confused look on his face.

"So you used me to get drunk at 9 am in the morning?"(Palmer)

Qrow turned toward Palmer. "Nah, I figure at your age you'd be able to recognize when you feel drunk, and no dream I've ever had gave off the same feeling."

Palmer was taken back a bit on the revelation as the gears in his head started to turn for the first time since the end of middle school.

"If I drink the alcohol, it either means I can get super drunk for free OR it just proves to Professor Ozpin that this really is a dream! It's a win-win situation!"

Qrow could've sworn he saw smoke beginning to come out of the kid's head before answering.

"Fair enough, I'll drink to that."(Palmer)

The two lightly tapped their drinks together before chugging their drinks.

After having a few drinks between them, Palmer was beginning to feel the effects of being drunk, much to his surprise.

"Either this is the bestest dream ever or something reeeeeeeeeeeally crazy happened to me."(Palmer)

His drinking buddy, on the other hand, was perfectly fine.

"Are you serious? This much got you drunk?"(Qrow)

Being the veteran drinker that he is, it takes much more than the alcohol he drank to even feel a little buzz.

"Pffffff This isn't even my final form! Watch me transform into peak male form!"(Palmer)

Palmer then took off his shirt and tried to punch Qrow before missing and falling off of his stool he was sitting on.

"Alright kiddo, time to head back to Beacon. Let's get your shirt back on."(Qrow)

Luckily, Palmer didn't put up much of a fight as he was too disoriented by falling to realize his shirt was back on until he stood back up.

"Heh, I knew you couldn't handle it. No human being can handle it. HAHAHAHAHAHA-oof"(Palmer)

The now very drunk Palmer laughed maniacally until he was punched in the gut by Qrow.

"Christ, would you please keep it down? People are beginning to stare."(Qrow)

"Nonsense Watson! To hold yourself back in the best years of your life is not a life well-lived! You must take the reigns of your youth and take it in stride!"(Palmer)

"Who the hell is Watson and remind me not never take you drinking with me again..."

The rest of the walk consisted of Palmer blabbering about making the most of your youth and Qrow seriously questioning why he agreed to babysitting this kid.

When they reached the elevator that would take them to Ozpin's office, Qrow stopped Palmer before they got in it and placed his hands on his shoulders to get his attention.

"Alright kid, do you think you could act sober for 10 or so minutes?"(Qrow)

Palmer thought about it for a minute before responding. "I got dis. Haven't been caught drinking by my parents in all 18 years of my life."(Palmer)

" -Sigh- I sure hope you do."(Qrow)

5 minutes later...

"You took him drinking?!"(???)

2 minutes. That's all it took for the Blonde professor to discover that this child was under the influence and who else would've been responsible except for Qrow.

Palmer turned to Qrow for help when he gave a thumbs-up as if to say: Don't worry! I have a plan.

Before Qrow jumped out the window turning into a crow away from the imminent danger known as Professor Goodwich.  Palmer could've sworn he saw a tumbleweed pass by the two of them during the silence.

"....so, uh. Come here often?"(Palmer)

When he turned to face the teacher all instincts in his head told him to run but all exits were blocked. He could barely walk properly. It was thanks to Qrow that he made it as far as he did.

"HOW COULD YOU EVEN CONSIDER DOING SOMETHING NOT ONLY ILLEGAL BUT ALSO BREAKING SCHOOL RULES?!?!?"

The sheer force of the yelling made Palmer's hair sway slightly.

"How drunk are you"(???)

"*Burp* not even that muuuuch."(Palmer)

The teacher pinched the bridge of her nose out of annoyance.

"Just...Here's your room number, 209. I have class in 5 min-Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah important stuff Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah do you understand?"

"Potatoes...Potatoes...Potatoes...Potatoes...Uh, yes. I completely 100% understand what you just told me right now specifically."

That seemed to do the trick for the professor as she handed him his key and swiftly walked down the hallway. Now all Palmer had to do was figure out where his room was and make it there without hurling.

" -sigh- this is worse than that time when I had to sit in my advanced placement courses fried."(Palmer)