The real part 17

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Author:Goddamn Jimmy... Alright. Listen Dale. Your job is to name the title of the chapters and to put videos and pictures in the story. Got it?

Dale:Yes sir. But where will I put the videos and pictures?

Author:I will be putting place holders that will say "Dale, please insert video or picture" of my choice. Got it?

Dale:Yes sir.

Author:Alright you can start off with naming this chapter.

Dale:The chapter will be called "The real chapter 17"

Author:Perfect. Now go make me proud!

Y/n Pov

Y/n:(groans)Ooowwwww. My everythiiinnng.

I slowly got up and walked to my desk to finish the dress that I was making for the dance

It took me months to finish it but it is almost done. Hopefully it's good enough

I placed it in a box

Ring ring

Y/n:Yeah oww.....

Yang(scroll-call)Hey do you think you can convince Blake to come to the dance? She's in the library.

Y/n:I could try...However I have plans.

Yang:(scroll-call)What could be more important?

Y/n:I'm still in pain by a lot... but I'll try to convince her.

I hung up, grabbed the box and went to the library

Y/n: Blake.

Blake just looks up at me

Blake:I'm not going.

Y/n:You are going to that dance.

Blake:No I am not.

Y/n: Blake, we all are worried about you. Ever since the docks and that robot event happened it's been messing with your mindset. You can't sleep. You're starting to look skinnier. And you are also growing weaker.

Blake:I am not getting weaker!

Y/n:Then punch me.

Blake:No.

Y/n:Do it!

Blake:No!

Y/n:Punch me goddamnit!

She swung her fist at me but it did little to nothing to me

Y/n:See? You are growing weak. How can you expect yourself to fight back when you're at this state? Just relax and take a break. Yes we may not have forever to wait but there are times where even a solider needs to rest from a battle. Now will you relax and go to the dance?

Blake:I'll think about it.

Y/n:Thank you.

I left the library and went to Team RWBY's room

When I got there I saw Jaune with a guitar

Y/n:Oh for fu-

Jaune: (singing) Weiss!

Weiss slams the door in his face.

Jaune: Oh, come on, open the door! I promise not to sing.

Weiss opens the door.

Jaune: (singing) I lied! Weiss Schnee, will you accompany me, to the dance on... Sunday!?

Weiss: Are you done?

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