Noir's p.o.v.

Noir: And that is why, no matter what anybody says, smoked ribeye steak from Vacuo is better than from Mistral. Bar none.

After an hour on the road, the bus finally makes it to the woods and soon the camp grounds. As it comes to a stop, the bus doors squeak open as the Quartermaster gets up to leave.

QM: Alright, we're here.

Collecting our collective shit, we get up and follow suit off the bus. As we exit, we are greeted by an actually not terrible site. Two rows of a dozen cabins in well condition. A main mess hall at the end in a coat of white paint. With the Vale flag waving on the wind close by. No sign anywhere discerning this camp's name though.

Noir: Oh, well this is surprisingly not crap.

Velvet: What do you mean?

Noir: Well I just thought, you know, with the reference of the Quarterma-You know what, nevermind.

Seeing Quartermaster walking to the mess hall, we deside to follow suit and wait for the professors to show up. As the grizzled old man retreats inside, everybody else just hangs out near the flagpole. We have a minute or two of conversation until the we see the sight of a slick white car driving into the camp. As it parks over to an empty spot, Glynda steps out, stretches, and addresses us for our attention.

Glynda: Huh, this place is actually not awful. All right, listen up, students. We will be talking about a few ground rules as we are here. First-

(Y/n): MAKE WAY!

Launching out of the car, dad bolts past Glynda in swim shorts and a fully blown up raft at hand. He rushes to the nearby lake and cartwheels in with the raft underneath him. As he floats off, the rest of us just stand around in confusion. Glynda, and myself, make over to the edge of the lake.

Noir: Uuuhh, dad?

(Y/n): Yeah?

He just relaxes in the raft without looking over.

Noir: What the hell are you doing?

(Y/n): Indulging myself in one of the activities.

Glynda: What?

(Y/n): Hush. I need to sync myself with nature.

He crosses his legs as he pulls out a random beer bottle. Obviously annoyed, Glynda raises her hand as it glows purple. Dad's raft adopts a similar glow as he is quickly pulled to shore. This catches him off guard as he looks up to see a pissed off blond.

Glynda: (y/n), explain!

He takes a moment to look between me and her. Soon, he stands up on the raft and looks Glynda in the eye.

(Y/n): I haven't been completely honest with you.

Glynda/Noir: Oh god damn it!

(Y/n): You see, the whole field trip shtick is just a front for me to be lazy while getting paid at the same time... That's pretty much it.

Glynda: You can't be serious. This whole field trip thing is nothing more than an excuse to flake out on your work?!

(Y/n): Literally what I just said. But, yeah. And before you bust a decibel yelling at me, think of it this way. You've had to deal with pain in the ass kids-no offence, Noir-nonstop grading papers and performances, especially through the night, even got shit faced with the flu, barely any time to blow off some steam. So tell me this.

He pauses for dramatic effect as I glare at him about the student comment. Glynda's glare seems to have soften as if she's actually buying it.

(Y/n): Why don't you deserve a weekend to unwind?

Noir: This is why people have trust issues with you, dad.

I look over to professor Goodwitch. Normally she would be chewing him out over something involving work. But right now...

[One hour later]

3rd p.o.v.

Nora: CANNON BALL!!!

Nora makes a running start on the lake docks before jumping off the edge into the water. Her splash down reaches out to a few other students in the lake. Further in, Glynda is relaxing on the little raft as she floats about. Over to the shore line, more students are either playing some sort of game involving a ball or relaxing on the sand. You being one of the latter.

You're laying on a towel as you hold up one of those tanning mirror things. As you bask in the reflected sun rays, Yang soon walks up to you. Just like everyone else, she too is wearing a bathing suit. (Don't know why I had to mention that last one)

Yang: Excuse me, professor (l/n)?

(Y/n): Unless someone is drowning or ate the wrong berry, go away.

Yang: Actually, I have a personal question I've been meaning to ask... Have you ever met my mother?

Taking a moment to process what she said, you fold up the mirror, sit up, and pay full attention to the young Huntress.

(Y/n): Yes, I knew her along with the rest of her team back when we were students.

She lets out a sigh and prepares her next question.

Yang: I was wondering, what was she like? I've never had a chance to know her that well as a person when I was little.

You take a moment to think back to your times in Beacon when you were Yang's age. Practically eighteen years ago.

(Y/n):... She was a wonderful Huntress. Her battle bravado was an absolute surprise compared to her personality. She was a one of a kind person, and I am glad to have known her.

This is surprising for Yang. Most of the people she's tried to ask usually have very little to say. Mostly trying to change the subject.

Yang: That's... surprisingly good to hear, honestly.

(Y/n): She was a good woman. There wasn't anyone alive that could match Summer's kindness.

Once again, this catches Yang by surprise as she sports a confused look.

Yang: Wait, Summer?

(Y/n): Yeah. Is that not who we were talking about?

Yang: N-no. I meant my biological mom, Raven.

(Y/n): Raven? Oh no, she's a bitch.

Third times the charm with surprises.

(Y/n): She was the bitchiest bitch to ever bitch her way out of Bitching University all the way from Bitch County.

Yang: Oh-

(Y/n): Seriously, if it weren't the fact she has a vagina, I would have thought she was a cross dressing dude given her crap attitude.

Yang:...

You see the look of distraught on her face and deside to reel back on the harsh comments.

(Y/n): Look, Yang. I know that you want to know what you can about Raven and try to find her. Trust me, I hear things so I know. But there are a few things you need to know before actually finding her. I was surprised that she was actually pregnant. But not surprised at all when she left. Which reminds me, your dad still owes me 20 Lien. Anyway, what I'm getting at is this; if you're gonna get the why from Raven directly, prepare yourself to be disappointed. Ok?

Yang seems to be a little down trodden about the little revelation. She soon looks back to you with a small hint determination in her eyes.

Yang: Ok.

(Y/n): Awesome... You can go now.

She finally takes her leave and walks over to what looks like a volleyball game. You lay back down and unfold the mirror. You take one last glance at Yang and feel a little sorry for her.

(Y/n): "sigh" If you knew the actual reason why she came to Beacon, you'd probably want nothing to do with her.

[Location: Somewhere in the woods]

As everyone else was having fun in the water, Noir and Velvet take a little walk through the forest. Taking a little sightseeing.

Velvet: This is nice.

Noir: Yeah. It's actually peaceful.

They come across a fallen tree and Noir decides to jump on it for the hell of it. He looks over to Velvet, who's holding back a smile for some reason.

Noir: Quick question, Velvet. What will you do when you graduate?

Velvet: Pardon?

Noir: Well, what do you plan to do after you graduate as a Huntress? From what I've heard, training to be a Hunstman or Huntress is like going to a regular school. You train and study your ass off, but in some cases, you'll end up either working in fast food or retail. All that work, gone to waste.

Velvet: That was... a little out of nowhere.

Noir: Sorry. I tend to over think a lot on small things. Like why are they called hotdogs, how can bees fly, why is the answer to life 42, do vegetarians eat animal crackers, and why is it that girls freak out when in their underwear but not in a bathing suit that covers less?... Unsecond thought, those are big questions. The point is, well... We're technically boyfriend and girlfriend at this point, right?

Velvet: I hope so.

Noir: Awesome. What I'm getting at is, if it took my dad almost two years to finally get work as a Huntsman, a little part of me kinda worries if something like that'll happen to you.

Velvet: Oh, well that's sweet of you. Kind of. Um... Probably take part in village security, or stick close with my team. Coco seams to have a few ideas on what... to...

She looks back to Noir and sees a fairly large spider on his shoulder.

Velvet: !!!

Noir: What?

Velvet: Noir, don't panic, but there's a HUGE SPIDER ON YOUR SHOULDER!!!

It starts crawling halfway in her sentence. Startled in more ways than one, Noir suddenly stumbles back and lands behind the falling tree. Whacking himself and rolling around in the dirt as he screams.

Noir: HOLY MONTY AND WHATEVER THE FUCK HIS BROTHER IS CALLED, GET IT OFF!!!

Flopping about on the ground for a few more seconds, Noir launches to his feet and starts patting himself all over to try and get at the spider that has long fallen off. He finally settles down and looks himself over.

Noir: "shutter" God, I hate spiders! Did I get it?

He spins on the spot before looking back to Velvet. He sees a shocked expression on her face.

Noir: Oh god, is it still on me!?!

She doesn't respond. He soon notices that she's looking a little further up... To the top of your head.

Noir:.............. Aw crap.

He reaches to the top of his head just to feel that his feline ears are, in fact, standing at full attention.

Velvet:... Noir, what's going on?

Noir: Uuuhh, there's actually an easy explanation for this... But not really.

Velvet: Noir, whatever it is, I'll understand.

Noir looks at Velvet. He knows her long enough to know it won't be that big of a deal. She's a faunus, so it's not like she'd be disgusted with the fact that he's a faunus too.

Noir: Okay, where to start? Um... So, I'm not trying to hide from the populace like some B rated hero. But, long story short about my past, I'm trying to hide from one specific person that goes to our school as well.

Velvet: Who? Wait..... Is Blake your sister?

Noir: Wow, quick detective work there! I'd thought it would have taken you longer to figure out.

Velvet: But why?

Noir: Shit-I didn't mean that in an insulting way! I just thought-

Velvet: No. I mean, why are you hiding from Blake?

Noir:...... Whooooooooo. That is a whole different can worms right there! We should save that conversation for a different day. Right now, we should probably worry about that Ursa currently BARRELING TOWARDS US!

Velvet spins around as they both stare at the Grimm rushing at them. Noir quickly jumps in front of Velvet to face it. Knowing he has a better chance fighting this thing unarmed-

*bamf*

(Y/n): Noir!

You suddenly appear, facing your son with your back against the Ursa.

Noir: Dad?!

(Y/n): I just had a conversation that reminded me of something. You still owe me fifty Lien for those repairs on Chimera!

Noir: Dad.

Velvet snaps her attention between you, and the large Grimm getting closer and closer.

(Y/n): On a side note, why the hell are you two so far away from the camp? You've clearly walked past the piss line.

Noir: Dad!

Velvet glances at the Ursa one more time and see it's just a few yards away.

(Y/n): Also-

Velvet: Ursa, URSA, URASAAA!!!

The Ursa makes a leap attack at you, one of its paws stretched out to swipe at you.

Moving quickly, you spin on your heel with your arm out. Hand completely flat. Right on the mark, the back of your hand makes contact with the side of the Ursa's face. Giving the lil' bitch a taste of the royal pimp slap. Noir and Velvet hear a loud snap as this was happening. Whether from your hand or the Ursa's neck as its head makes a 180 turn, is anyone's guess. Overall, the beast is sent hurtling towards a tree. Its back colliding with the bark, knocking it over. Its body slumps to the ground, not moving an inch afterwards.

Back with you, Noir and Velvet look at the body in shock. Looking back to you, they see steam resonating from the hand you just used. You quickly spin around and point at the two. Startling the both of them.

(Y/n): Don't change the subject!

[Timeskip: Midnight]

Back at the camp, you and a few of the students are seated around a campfire roasting marshmallows. After pretty much saving Noir and Velvet, you've decided to let them off with a warning and a literal slap on the wrist. You were surprised that your son spilled half the beans to Velvet back in the woods, but the two of you were glad that she'll keep the secret to herself. Don't want to let the metaphorical cat out of the literal back just yet.

Right now, the two of them are cuddling up close to the fire as you and several others are roasting away some smores. With you and Nora having a competition on who could eat the most. So far, you're getting your ass beat by the hyper ginger.

Ruby:... Welp, I'm bored. Does anybody know any campfire songs?

Jaune: Oh! I got a few!

Jaune pulls out a random guitar from nowhere. He strums the strings before starting to play.

Jaune: Let's gather 'round the campfire and sing our Campfire song. Our C-A-M-P--

You quickly grab the guitar and throw it into the fire. Ending the song on the spot.

(Y/n): Start singing the Camp Camp song, and I'll throw you in the F-I-R-E.

Back to Velvet and Noir, he keeps his ears flattened to his head as he hugs her on the log bench.

Noir: So when are you and your team heading out on that mission?

Velvet: First thing Monday.

Noir: Well, try to stay safe. Ok?

Velvet: Don't worry. I'll have my team by my side.

He squeezes her in the hug as they watch the crackling fire. Taking the time to enjoy the weekend.

Off to the side, you try to unhinge your jaw to stuff in more smores. Determined to beat Nora.

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A/n: 4 chapters left. Also, finally saw the last episode of vol. 6. And the only things I got out of all that which can be useful was what Atlas looks like (kind of), Salem and Ozpin's history, and Jinn "with no tonic" the magical backstory granting genie... Also, I like the Wizard of Oz reference at the end there.