So, as well as the normal omakes, we got ones submitted in the format of Chibi :D

So here you go! Enjoy!

*Happy, up-tuned, jingly version of Skyrim Theme* Dragon Rose Chibi!*

Corpse Search

"Okay guys! Let's beat up these trolls!" Ruby declared outside of the cave decorated with signs warning of trolls, death, death by trolls, and one that warned of possible maiming...by trolls.

"Uh, Ruby, we're supposed to kill the trolls, and then take their fat," Weiss reminded her.

"Ew, gross! How are we even supposed to do that?"

"I...have no idea."

"Oh, it's rather simple," Lydia said. "Let's go in and kill one, and I'll show you."

"Dibs!" Yang shouted before dashing inside. A troll roared at her only to receive a fist to the face. It spun in the air and then landed on its back, tongue lolling out from the side. "Killed it!" she called back.

"All right. Now first step is pretty simply," Lydia explained as she walked up. "First, look directly at the corpse. Then..."

Suddenly a list popped up, with a troll skull and troll fat. Lydia poked at the one that said troll fat, and it disappeared from the list. Team RWBY stared in incredulous incomprehension, their eyes wide open with disbelief.

"And then you have it." She pulled a bowl of troll fat from her pockets. Team RWBY still couldn't believe it.

"Uh, you just...stare at it?" Ruby asked while staring at the dead troll. The list came up for her and she poked at the skull. It disappeared and she felt a heaviness in her satchel. She reached in and pulled out a full sized troll skull. Looking at the corpse, the head appeared no different from before. "How does this even...?"

"This is so weird!" Blake complained. Another troll roared from a previously unnoticed corner and started clamoring towards them.

"I got it!" Yang said before socking the troll in a similar manner to the first one, only this time making it land on its front. Now all of the girls looked at it and a list appeared before them, only this time there was no skull, but five septims and a silver ring along with the troll fat.

"Wait, what?" Weiss asked as she once again could not process what she was seeing.

The Voices by xTRESTWHOx

"Tell me again why we are out here?" Weiss irritably tapped her foot, with Blake chewing on a salmon and Yang leaning against the wall and checking her wrist, while Ruby sneakily leaned out from behind a bush.

"Just watch," Ruby declared before slinking further into the bush. "And listen..."

Before any of the girls could respond further, the town square suddenly became alive, filling with a wide array of colorful men and mer, a cacophony of voices filling the air.

"Okay... So, what are we listening for, exactly?" Blake inquired, only to receive a loud shush from Ruby, who had poked her head out of the bush.

"Quiet! Look!" Ruby pointed out towards Vignar Grey-Mane and Olfrid Battle-Born.

"Clan Grey-Mane is the best!" Vignar shouted proudly, directly into Olfrid's face.

"No, Clan Battle-Born in the best!" Olfrid growled, getting into Vignar's face. The two looked ready to go at it, again.

"So? They do this literally every day. What's the point?" Yang asked, receiving another shush from Ruby.

"Well, look over there!" Ruby redirected their attention towards Aela and Adrianne.

"Here's that bow you wanted," Adrianne handed over the bow.

"Thank you, this will be-" Aela thanked the smith, only to be interrupted by a black cat arriving next to them. "BARK! BARK! BARK!" The cat yowled and ran off, with a barking Aela running on all fours after it, leaving behind a wide-eyed Adrianne.

"I don't... Wait..." Blake squinted her eyes, beginning to notice a peculiar similarity, as were the other two. "They...sound the exact same!"

"See!" Ruby jumped out of the bush in a cartwheel. "That's what I was trying to show you guys! People are sharing the same voice! It's super weird!"

"That's preposterous! Even if that was true, why would that be the case?" Weiss objected, her voice unsure.

"Maybe there's only so many voices in the world? Some are bound to be similar," Yang offered with a shrug.

"Oh, please. This is just pure-" Weiss was interrupted by the door to Arcadia's Cauldron suddenly opening, with Lydia carrying a bag of potions.

"Thank you for those potions, Arcadia," Lydia, exiting the shop next to them, called inside.

"Come again, Lydia! You are always welcome!" Arcadia's voice came from within as the doors shut. Lydia walked over to the girls, Ruby sporting a knowing look on her face while the other three now had wide-eyes.

"...What?"

Cooking with the Gourmet! by Z. R. Stein

X X X

"So, now do we put in the honey?"

"No, not yet. The perfect sweetroll is light and fluffy. Adding honey at this stage would make it dense and unpleasant to eat."

Ruby sat on a stool, a white chef's hat cocked on her head. Beside her stood Balagog gro-Nolob. The wooden table in front of both of them was laden with ingredients and cookware.

"Now we mix in the eggs one at a time. Fresh eggs, right out of the coop if you can get them. Then, we mix well."

"Oh! Oh! Can I do that!"

"Heh, sure kid, go ahead. Just stop when I say so."

Ruby grabbed the bowl with a gleeful grin, jabbing the spoon into the gloppy mixture. A small amount a drool was running down her chin, and she wiped it away with her shoulder before she started mixing, her arm blurring as she mixed via her Semblance.

"Now, some Nords swear by only using sugar, butter, and cream for the frosting, but I've found that adding in vanilla, honey and just a pinch of moon sugar makes a far superior topping. And that should be enough mixing."

Ruby stopped her rapid motions and looked down at the bowl greedily, before she looked contemplative.

"Isn't moon sugar a drug?"

"It is, but in small doses, its fine. It's like cooking with alcohol."

"Ah, yeah. That makes sense. Ok, now what?"

Balagog picked up a pitcher of milk.

"Now, we need to slowly stir this in..."

. . .

One hour later...

Yang cried great globby tears as she took another bite out of her sweetroll.

"It's...it's everything I ever dreamt it could be..."

Weiss reached with a trembling hand to grab another roll from the pile.

"So full...but need...more..."

Ruby looked up from the sweetroll that she was devouring to high five Balagog.

"Mission accomplished. These really are the best sweetrolls ever. I think these are even better than cookie-no...no, I just can't say it."

Balagog chuckled.

"That's high praise coming from the girl that ate Jarl Balgruuf's secret stash of snickerdoodles."

"...you heard about that?"

"Heh, girl, I wouldn't be surprised if the Emperor himself knows about that particular escapade."

Ruby laughed and went back to her sweetroll, already anticipating the sweet sweet taste of it in her mouth. When she bit down on reflex though, Ruby only bit air.

"What?!"

Looking up, Ruby saw that Yang and Weiss had also lost their sweetrolls. And in the middle of the room, stuffing the precious rolls into a sack was...

"BLAKE! I WILL MURDER YOU! GIVE THEM BACK!"

Blake looked at Ruby and smirked.

"My sweetrolls now, bitches."

The Faunus leaped dramatically out of an open window, and Ruby raised a fist, eyes alight with sugary madness.

"AFTEEEER HEEEER!"

The three Huntresses and their orc companion chased after the cat burglar. Every time one of them 'caught' Blake, it ended up only being a shadow copy. Frustrated, the girls became to scream bloody murder.

"BLOODY MURDER!" screamed Yang. Her cry was echoed by Ruby and Weiss (the heiress beginning to look a bit green in the face, the rage not quite enough to counteract the sensation of running while being stuffed full of sweetroll).

Up and down the streets of Whiterun they ran after the wayward Faunus, accidentally knocking Nazeem into the city gutters.

The chase ended when Blake ran into Dragonsreach. Ruby tripped upon reaching the top of the stairs, taking Weiss, Yang, and the Gourmet down with her. The four of them lay in a dusty heap trying to catch their breath.

One of the guards leaned forwards.

"Let me guess. Someone stole yoursweetrolls."

The Greatest Game by xTRESTWHOx

"Why are we always in Whiterun?" Weiss asked to herself as she, Blake, and Yang sat in the Bannered Mare, nursing mugs of water and, in Blake's case, reading a book.

"What do you mean?" Yang replied, slightly offended. "What's wrong with Whiterun?"

"Nothing, it's just…we're always here," Weiss explained with a shrug.

"So? I live here, isn't that good enough?"

"That's not what I—" Weiss began, only to be interrupted as Lydia walked in, seemingly exhausted as she sat down next to them. "Oh, hello Lydia. What's wrong with you?" Lydia, instead of replying, merely hung her head with shame. Blake, concerned with the housecarl's uncharacteristic behavior, set her book down.

"You…okay there, Lydia?" she asked, eyebrow raised. At this, the housecarl merely sighed.

"I couldn't stop her…" Lydia mumbled, causing the rest of the group to look among themselves in confusion.

"What… What do you mean? Couldn't stop who?" Yang asked, placing her hand on Lydia's shoulder.

"Ruby… I couldn't stop Ruby…" Lydia's head seemed to stoop lower, while the other girls just got confused.

"What is Ruby doing now?" Weiss rubbed her brow in irritation.

"Playing hide and seek with a bunch of children…" At Lydia's confession, Weiss and Blake adopted expressions of pure disbelief, while Yang's eyes went wide with fear.

"Oh gods, those poor kids…" Yang looked towards the door with frantic eyes.

"What are you so worked up about? It's hide and seek? What's so horrifying about that?"

...

"Why! Why have the gods forsaken us!" Lars whimpered as he lied on the ground in the fetal position, Mila and Braith poking their heads out from behind Dragonsreach.

"Shut up, Battle-Born!" Braith hissed at the whimpering boy. "She'll hear you… Mila, you see anything?" A shrill scream echoed through the city, answering her question.

"That was the last one…" Mila gulped. "We're next…"

"We're so screwed! Game over, man! Game over!" Lars continued to weep, at this point now sucking his thumb.

"Shut up, Lars!" Braith turned around to slap some sense back into the boy. "Get ahold of yourself. Mila, how are we—" Braith turned back, only to see empty air where Mila previously stood. "Mila?" Braith quietly called out, only to see a small pile of rose petals on the ground. Slowly, Braith leaned over to pick one up, her hand trembling. Holding it up to her face, another shrill scream suddenly echoed around them, causing her to drop it in fear and hastily get Lars up to his feet.

"Lars! Lars, we got go! Get up, come on!" Braith screamed, attempting to drag Lars to his feet, only to stop as she saw a pair of silver orbs flash in the darkness a few feet away. "Screw this!" Braith shouted, dropping the boy like a sack of rocks and running away.

"Braith! Braith, don't leave me!" Lars cried out, only to feel a rush of air and rose petals fly past him. Shortly after, a shrill scream rang out, sending shivers down his spine. "No, no no no no…" Lars pushed himself back against the wall, his body shaking in fear. In a panic, he rapidly turned his head from side to side, trying to see his pursuer, only to feel a soft breath come from above him. Slowly, he raised his eyes, only to stare into the silver eyes of the Grim Reaper itself.

"Found you," it said. Lars didn't even have time to scream before everything went black.

...

"That is what can happen, Weiss." Yang exasperatedly pointed towards the pile of children, with a victorious looking Ruby standing in front of them. Weiss and Blake could only stare with blank eyes at the scene, while Lydia merely sighed.