The next day Team RWBY along with Silver and Tanner went to search for Blake and Y/N. Tanner tried to be the voice of reason and say not to worry as Y/N is still giving updates but they decided anyways. You were sitting with Blake drinking coffee.
Y/N: May I make the confirmation that you are indeed a Faunus?
Blake: (puts cup down) Fine.
Y/N: Good. I have a thing or two that I wish to tell to the team. More specifically Weiss.
Back with the the team Tanner stops them as he says he is getting messages from Y/N. He took one glance at it before deciding to just narrow it down.
Tanner: To sum up what Y/N said Blake is in fact a Faunus. This is for you Weiss.
Weiss: What now?
Tanner: That you better make up with her as there needs to be integrity in the team.
Ruby: Weiss!
Yang: Our team barley formed and you are already breaking it.
Tanner: Wait. He also says that you cannot classify all Faunus negatively. Y/N says think of it this way. That Blake's whole life was one of fighting for equality and she joined them as a means to gain them. Despite radicalization they don't represent them all.
Weiss: I-
Silver: Wait. There is more.
Tanner: What you did was put an image that supposedly represents them despite it being a small minority as is the case with humans. Now think of how it made Blake feel and the way it would of made you fell.
Silver: (peaks at the scroll) That was it.
Weiss knew how Y/N was right as that it was the whole reasoning for her being a huntress.
Weiss: Tanner, call Y/N.
Tanner: (gives scroll) You can try.
Y/N: (via scroll) Hello.
Weiss: (via scroll) Y/N, put Blake on.
Y/N: (via scroll) As a precaution I have to ask one simple question. For these past 12 hours have you thought about your actions?
Weiss: (via scroll) Yes.
Y/N: Blake, now is the time to make up with your teammate. You can't be throwing your whole plan away for a fight now can you?
Y/N gave the scroll and just waited for it to all end. Enjoying the last of his drink Blake ends the call handing the scroll back.
Y/N: Now before we leave I have to say that I must take a picture. I must remember the cafe for later.
Blake gave a nod with you walking back to try to get a good view of the shop. Going near the warehouse you step on some of boxes, taking the picture. You look back only to see what is White Fang grunts.
Y/N: (thoughts) Yeah, no. Can't risk anything with civilians nearby. Besides I did walk in the night so no sleep.
After Y/N felt that he justified the approach he spotted a phone booth nearby to make a call to Vale's police. He did not want the risk of his scroll getting trace to him. Obviously Blake would not be happy by this revelation which factored to his decision. With the tip sent Y/N went back to Blake which she said how they are meeting with the teams.
Blake: Why did I see you in a phone booth anyways?
Y/N: Why I did so under the reasoning that the scroll has had its battery go out. Luckily I managed to take the photo.
Blake was skeptical of this due to the way he phrases it but was unsure due to the way he talked. Though it was believable in that Y/N had to use his scroll throughout the night to give updates.
Ruby: Blake!
The members of team RWBY went up to each other while that of Team SHDE had the usual encounter. While they were reconciling Silver had something to say about the day.
Silver: So we met a strange girl. Thank Ruby for that by the way as we all now have a new friend. So yeah.
Tanner: Yeah. Now that this whole thing is over now what?
Y/N: I'd say we have ourselves a treat. While on this stroll of ours a paper flew into me but it was a deal for donuts.
Tanner: Good, because for some reason we decided to go as soon as we can. Meaning no breakfast. Nothing.
Y/N: Well Ruby I am glad that your team is a whole again but it seems this is where we part ways for now.
Silver: We are getting donuts so you do you.
Ruby: Okay...Well thanks for the help. See you all later.
Yang: Bye.
Weiss: Thank you for the help.
Blake: Thanks for helping in the ordeal.
Y/N: What kind of neighbors would we be if we were to not help when you all helped in transition of ours?
Silver: That and we are stuck with all of you.
Tanner: He basically means friends. Peace.
The teams went their separate ways with the three going to enjoy donuts. Silver had some interesting ideas.
Silver: I'm telling you that this conspiracy is true. Why can't you see it?!
Tanner: You're saying that they are taking out the middle of the donuts on purpose to sell as donut holes.
Silver: Well if I put both of them together it will make the perfect donut. Coincidence?
Y/N: I will amuse you. How far does this go?
Silver: (sternly) To the very top.
By now people were staring at them as they heard the conversation. Some thought that it was ridiculous while others were thinking the same thing. Either way they had to go back to Beacon with Y/N having to check his weapon. Ruby walked in with her scythe.
Y/N: May I ask why you are at the weapons workbench?
Ruby: I might've technically need to repair it after my bed fell on Crescent Rose.
Y/N was horrified as he only heard at how her bed is. Its design was something to be afraid of by the person below.
Y/N: Did anyone get hurt?!
Ruby: No, only my weapon. You?
Y/N: Moisture damage. After my time in that icy prison I expect that. Though of yours you have my condolences.
Ruby: Yeah. It does that when you fire them underwater. Guns aren't meant to do that.
By now they were working on their respective weapons. Ruby saw that it has more damage than originally thought and started to panic and hyperventilate. Y/N noticed.
Y/N: (creates ice cube) Here. Stick it in your mouth.
Ruby quickly does so and after awhile calms down. Noticing the passing of her panic you answer the question on her mind.
Y/N: I'm sure you must be wondering why I did that. Well it's a form of distress tolerance. The sensation would distract your mind and bring you to the present moment. Why were you panicking?
Ruby: Well the damages were more than I thought and, and-
Y/N: (creates another) Here. Calm down and tell me when you are.
Ruby: It's gonna take all day but I have my homework to do and ahh.
Y/N: That's better. Now I have to ask how was the ice?
Ruby: It tasted like normal ice. Maybe a bit better. I still feel a bit panicky.
Y/N: (stops working on weapon) Let's just talk about a topic that will calm you down.
Ruby: Weapons! Uhh what is yours? I never got to find out.
Y/N: In short its name is Old Reliable. The designated name is an AK-47. It is effective of ranges of close to medium range but my gun does suffer in recoil. It uses a cartridge of 7.62 x39mm. My magazine size is thirty rounds. It is slow firing but dishes out high damage. As to the former name I never did designed the AK-47 but found lost schematics so I built the weapon. That is my assessment.
Ruby: Why doesn't it have a sight to help in your aiming?
Y/N: Don't know. Maybe I will make it one of these days. Now go get your schematics. I'm going to help if you don't mind.
Ruby: I didn't know you can repair weapons.
Y/N: Ruby, that is what I'm doing currently.
Ruby: Right. I'm still a bit shaken. Be right back.
With that Ruby sped off with you glancing at Crescent Rose. You never saw a scythe before but figured that you could fasten the process. After she returned and hours of helping you finally finished with some talk during it.
Ruby: Thank you Y/N. You're the best!
Y/N: No problem. Now you have your work.
Ruby: Oh yeah. Bye. Wait. You still need to do you weapon. I can help you.
Y/N: No, no. It should be rather fast so you can go. See you tomorrow.
Ruby sped off once more leaving you at your devices. You looked at your weapon thinking that you did not want her to feel bad. Turns out like Ruby's weapon yours was dealt with more damage that originally thought, so the helping Ruby mean you that would had to a take all-nighter once more.
Y/N: Nothing to be done about that now but continue forward. I shall deal with it the next day. (sighs) Not going to be good.
Ruby: Forgot about my weapon schematics. Thanks again (hugs Y/N and speeds off).
With that Y/N went into the day and then the night as Y/N worked on Old Reliable. Getting out his scroll he sent a message to his team of not to expect him tonight.