Rwby react to something

Memorys of yesterday, events of today and hopes for tomorrow

"Well." said Yang and told the entire story with everyone listening. "Sorry mom. I am so fucking sorry." said Yang looking at the ground ashamed. Summer hugged her wordlessly. "Don't worry, my little sunshine. You did nothing wrong. You and Ruby needed a mother so you searched for one It is me who should be apologizing." said Summer. They stayed like that for a while until they turned back to the monitor.

"There stood a girl. Not the one i wished i could see again, the one whose very name is too painfull for me to utter, but a girl with the same shade of gold." thought the author while first the with plants overgrown swing and then Violet herself was then shown. "This is a surprise, though. I didn't exspect a child to show up." said Oscar while cleaning up his home. "If i am not to your liking, we can arrange a replacement Doll." said Violet politely. "Nah it doesn't matter as long as you can type. I am not in the best of health right now." said Oscar while trying to pour himself a drink with a shaky hand.

"Yep exactly like dad then." said Yang. "But Oscar still wants to work and dad is also better so thing are better now right?" asked Ruby. "Well there is still..." said Weiss. "Babbabbab. Weiss let her have it. Also now that dad is better it is better." said Yang. ("coffee supply dwindling, chocolate diminishing by the second, hours of work growing, must finish chapter" last words of the authors diary)

"I know it isn't my place to say, but i'd like to ask you to refrain from drinking during work. Please." Violet said while putting her gloved hand on his. He looked at her hand annoyed. "I can't write unless i drink!" he said angry while pulling his hand and the bottle away from her. "I'll be the one writing." she said. "lets start work tomorrow, then." Oscar said while pouring himself a drink.

"He is more like Uncle Qrow then Dad back then." said Ruby. "Yeah that fits the description." said Yang. "So he is quite a handfull." said Winter. "What i am not like that!" said Qrow angry. Everyone looked at him. "Much." said Qrow while shrinking into his seat out of emberassment and being slightly.

"I see you're quite the handful. Are we going to work here?" she asked while he drank his alcohol. "It's either here or out on the terrace. I do have a study, but it's  cramped and suffocating." said Oscar. "Then i know what i must do today." the akora said revealing her metallic hand when she pulled of the glove. Oscar saw that and looked to her. "What happened to your arms?" he asked.

"Yeah what happened to her!" asked Pyrrha shocked at the metalic arms. "Wait a second." said Knight.

"I lost them in the war. But rest assured, it won't affect my work." she Violet answered. "Right." Oscar said depressed.

"That certainly explains alot." said Winter sad. "Well she lives atleast." tried Ruby to be optimistic. "And she almost have no visible trauma episodes. Impressive." said Raven. "Who knows? Maybe it is something that hasn't been seen yet." said Ozpin while stroaking his imaginary wizard beard.

"Those arms are remarkable. certainly not as advanced as todays cybernetic but the fact that they can work at something so fine like typing is phenomenal. And then there is the fact that they are just working on mechanics. Remarkeble." said Piedro with Watts writing everything about Violets arms down.

 Time went on like a quick river until Violet could be seen on the screen again putting a book into a shelf with her metallic hands. "Sir. I've cleaned things up so that we may work confortably. I've brought my own typewriter. Do you have blank paper?" she asked while Oscar could be seen twirling his whiskey while he is sittin in his chair. (seriously i love typewriters ever since i was a little lad. The sound they made when you are typing i love it. Sure i have my own but it needs a few more tweaks now. I wish my laptop would make this sound)