Ah.

I truly fancy how you're taking your time to read this note that I, the brainstorming mad scientist, am typing. Never expected myself to write a OPM x RWBY crossover, but it applies to you too, doesn't it? If you're a person who follows my stories, you know I am a Fairy Tail fandom writer. Though if you read my profile, I stated that I've been reading FanFiction more than I've been writing. (Got bored of writing Fairy Tail stories for now at least. Swear I know every single arc from the back of my head and every single part from writing it for quite the amount of time.)

Anyways, typing like a smartass out of the way... I'll get straight to the point.

I've watched OPM and read the manga, but I've never watched RWBY. I've only watched an episode or two of RWBY and that was based on people reacting to it, and I sorta spoiled myself by watching reaction videos. I mean, I've watched X-Ray and Vav, and all the other shenanigan series RT comes up with, but they're not related to RWBY in any way except for VA. So I'll be relying on the RWBY wikia unless someone wants to inform me on the RWBY universe and help co-write it (A.K.A. I ask what happens next, and you help via PM.)

Now off we go to the story!

Disclaimer: No, I do not own RWBY nor OPM. I will not bother to remind you in the future.

Motivated by "The Fist of Remnant" since it's funny. (Author doesn't know I'm motivated because of it)

Chapter 1: Why're They Calling me a Criminal?

"Currently, it is 3:05 AM, and sensei appears to be sleeping," muttered a blonde teen looking to be around the age of nineteen.

As to what the blonde teen was doing being awake at 3:05 in the morning... well, he appeared to be in deep thought as he sat down on the wooden floor of what seemed to be in an apartment room judging by its small size and living quarters. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, glancing towards his sensei every once in a while whilst muttering something under his breath and shaking his head lightly.

Though something appeared to be off about the hand that was rubbing the teen's chin, in fact, something appeared to be wrong with his entire body. His entire body was completely made out of metal, and it took no genius to figure out who and what he was. He was Genos, a former human turned cyborg who has many deadly weapons built into him, especially his incineration cannon. He was quite well known, or more like, famous. He was known as the Demon Cyborg or Blonde Cyborg, a hero, an S-Class hero in fact. He hadn't been a hero for long, hell, he hadn't been an S-Class for long at all either. When he first took the Hero Association's entrance exam, he had passed with flying colors.

Which had undoubtedly earned him the rank of S-Class instantly. Though, the same couldn't be said for his sensei.

His sensei had been given the rank of C-Class.

Most people would question why a S-Class hero who - in other people's eyes - is leagues above a C-Class hero is a disciple to one. Well, it turned out that his sensei was something else despite being a C-Class. He was C-Class for a reason, because apparently, the score you get on the written test is based on which rank you get. Doesn't matter if you break records in every single fitness test, the written test is the supreme power to decide which rank you belong in despite some of your extreme feats.

Hero Association's logic aside, Genos glanced at his sensei's alarm clock.

3:25 AM.

It seems like he spent twenty minutes thinking. He shrugged, it was time to head to bed anyways, and he surely did not want to wake up his sensei at this time since it would be extremely rude of him to do so. He briskly stood up while making very little noise in the process, the noises he made were barely audible, but if you sharpened your senses enough you could hear the clanking of metal as he tiptoed away from where his sensei was sleeping.

It was a nice morning in Z-City. Birds were chirping, citizens were walking around with lively looks on their faces, save for those who have been damned by their work though. All in all, everything was going great until a certain alarm clock decided to ring as loud as it could, but the second it went off, that was the end of its life.

A fist rested on the remains of the alarm clock as Saitama opened his eyes, his bald head reflecting in the sunlight which shone through his closed curtains and his eyes were being represented as brown dots. Summing it up, he had a plain face that was too plain and devoid of any emotions visible for a seemingly normal man. Though he most definitely was not normal since he was Genos' sensei. Well, he really wasn't his sensei, Genos had just started calling him that without his consent, but he didn't care either way anymore.

However, speaking of Genos, it appeared that he was awake judging by the ruckus going on in the kitchen and the clanging of metal on metal. Posing a fact that Genos probably dropped metal on his foot or something metal fell on him. Though the thing that Saitama wasn't prepared for was the confused question of Genos that came after the clanging sound.

"What is that?"

Hearing Genos' question, Saitama couldn't help but get out of his futon and make his way over to the kitchen, not without turning on the T.V. first and turning the volume up while switching to the news channel to see if there were any disturbances in the nearby cities. He yawned slightly while listening to the reporter on the news talk about the assault from the Alien Invaders the other day and their leader.

"Ah, those guys from yesterday. I recall their leader was Gloros? No, that can't be right... Foros? Ah. I can't remember." was the thought that ran through Saitama's head after hearing the reporter mention the Alien Invaders from yesterday as he lazily trudged to the kitchen in his blue striped pajamas.

Making his way into the kitchen, Saitama couldn't help but let out a "ah" at what he saw in his kitchen.

Standing there, was Genos obviously with his back facing him, but there was something else. A white swirling vortex that was in his fridge. His fridge! He had all of his food in there!

"My fridge..." Saitama muttered in slight despair.

You know how difficult it was getting those groceries during the sales that were being held?! Pretty damn hard if you were him.

"Sensei... I'm sorry I couldn't stop this... this cruel vortex!" Genos apologized as he did a full 180 degree turn to face Saitama with a serious look on his face as he had also kicked a pot that was on the floor in the process. "I promise you I will defeat it here and now!"

"Wait, Genos! Do-?!"

Saitama was rudely interrupted by Genos who turned another 180 degrees without batting an eyelash as he whipped out his incineration cannon towards the white swirling vortex. He began charging the incineration cannon which started to radiate such heat that the walls of the apartment began to heat up and eventually burst into flames.

Saitama had an obvious blank look on his face at the display, one thought running through his head.

"My apartment."

He was going to say something to Genos until he was once again interrupted, not by Genos this time, but by the white vortex which began sucking Genos in. The amount of force that it was sucking Genos in with was very noticeable due to Genos showing that he was struggling to keep his balance on his face, while his feet buried themselves into Saitama's floorboards trying to keep himself from being sucked into the vortex.

Saitama, not being affected by the vortex's sucking force, grabbed Genos' arm and pulled him back effortlessly.

"Thank you, sensei."

Saitama just stared at the white vortex, ignoring Genos' thanks. He continued staring at the white vortex until the white vortex burst forwards at such a speed, that it could even match Speed o' Sound Sonic's, but Saitama once again, effortlessly dodged the white vortex as he continued staring at it. He then realized that the white vortex was covering the entire inside of his apartment.

"Oh." was the only thought that ran through Saitama's mind before both his and Genos' visions were obscured by white.

The only thing the duo could see was white. Even blinking couldn't bring forth the darkness that it usually brings in a split second. They both glanced at each other with a questioning look on Genos' face and an always present expressionless look on Saitama's face.

"Is this where I think it is?" Genos broke the silence, looking around. "Since just a moment ago, the entire inside of the apartment was obscured by the white vortex."

"We should find out first," Saitama responded by walking around, feeling for anything familiar that he would recognize in his apartment.

As Saitama was walking around feeling for anything familiar that he would recognize, his foot got caught on something and he tripped. Landing on his face, Saitama got up lazily as he looked at the ground hoping to find who or what he tripped over. Who Saitama saw was a man garbed in black who was sitting down in a chair, staring at a computer screen with a pen in his hand as he muttered something under his breath, and brought the pen down onto what seemed to be a drawing pad for the computer. He began drawing various characters onto the PC screen and animated them to do stuff.

Dancing being one of them.

Genos then ran over after he too had spotted the man.

"Sensei, has that man always been here?" Genos inquired, having literally seen Saitama trip not too long ago over thin air.

"No idea," was Saitama's simple answer as his stomach grumbled.

Hearing Saitama's stomach grumble, the man looked over to them as he waved at them.

The two got a good look at the man's features. He had black hair, and tanned skin to the point of being orange or yellow, his facial features resembled that of an Asian man's and his eyes were a shade of black. The clothing he wore was obviously the thing that stood out the most for him since he was decked out completely in black, matching his hair and eyes. They could faintly see some straps on the man's black jacket, and that he wore black fingerless gloves.

"Yo," he simply greeted before getting back to drawing whatever he was drawing not even bothering to wait for them to return his greeting.

Genos, needing information, walked over to the man leaving behind Saitama who was rubbing his stomach and mumbling something about his fridge under his breath. Steadily approaching the man, Genos covered the amount of distance that was enough for him to stretch out his mechanical arm and tap the man's shoulder. He gained the man's attention in an instant.

"Do you need something?" the man questioned.

Upon hearing the man speak once more, Genos realized that he was speaking in English. Nothing that he couldn't handle though, he wasn't a cyborg for nothing! So, translating what the man said to Japanese and switching his language to English, Genos responded back without an accent being present.

"Hello, do you happen to know where we are?" Genos responded.

The man looked around the room, until a look of realization appeared on his face.

"Indeed I do. Right now, you are in the gap that separates your universe from my universe."

"Your universe?" Genos inquired, debating in his head if he was speaking to a God.

"Yes, it is exactly as you heard. Would you like me to explain it to you?"

Genos nodded his head, but held up his hand to signal the man not to start yet. Since after all, Saitama has to get involved in this too if they want to know why they're here in the first place.

"Sensei!" Genos called, gesturing for Saitama to come over.

Saitama looked over to Genos as he continued rubbing his empty stomach while making his way over to the duo. He let out a sigh, muttering about how he needed food and how the groceries he bought yesterday were wasted since they were completely fresh.

Now approaching the man and the cyborg, Genos whispered into Saitama's ear about their universe and the man's universe. Hearing that, Saitama let out a "ah" and just simply nodded his head, focusing his attention on the man now.

Seeing that Saitama was focused on the man now, Genos gestured that he could start whenever he felt like it.

So he did, "Now, as I said earlier. The side that you're facing your backs to, is your universe. The side that you're currently facing right now, is my universe," began the man, "our universes are completely different. I do not know what your universe contains, but you do. Where I know what my universe contains, but you don't. I am going to assume that you were brought here by a white vortex, yes? If you were, that is a sign of a flux in one of the many universes that has occurred, meaning that something is flowing out from one of the universes that is somehow making its way into another universe. If a universe recognizes that something that belongs and should only belong in that universe is missing, then it will immediately retrieve it via the white vortex. Though if it is disturbed by people or anything for that matter, it will bring them back with it as punishment."

Genos' eyes were as wide as saucers as Saitama had his usual expressionless look on his face as he didn't understand a single word that the man spoke since he wasn't well educated in English. He looked over to Genos and saw on his facial expression that he understood what the man said, so he nudged Genos with his elbow.

"Genos, what'd he say? Sum it up in fifty words or less."

"He said that the reason why the white vortex appeared was because something from its universe had found its way into our universe and so it was attempting to retrieve it back since it's only suppose to belong in that universe and if anything is disturbed by it, the vortex will bring them back with it as punishment," Genos summed up.

"You were eight words over," Saitama said nonchalantly while at the same time thinking about the other universe and what they did to receive the punishment.

"I will do my best to improve, sensei."

Saitama then looked over to the man, ignoring Genos, "Then what does that have to do with it being in my fridge?"

The man raised an eyebrow at the language Saitama just spoke, so he looked over to Genos who translated it perfectly for him.

"Sensei questioned what the white vortex has anything to do with his fridge."

"His fridge?"

"Yes, his fridge. When I woke up earlier this morning, I immediately went over to the kitchen to cook some breakfast, and when I was getting started, I went over to the fridge with a metal pot in my hand and opened it up. What I discovered there was that the white vortex was in sensei's fridge. Then the next thing I knew, all our food was gone and the metal pot I was holding smashed into my foot."

The man merely chuckled, "That's quite the story. I have no idea why it's in your fridge though, maybe you had some food from my universe in your fridge? Say, what'd you have in your fridge at the time?"

"Cookies and s-"

"Ah, that's probably the reason why."

For some reason, cookies appeared to be the reason why the white vortex was in their fridge... why was it for the cookies though? He absolutely had no idea, but this man appears to know the answer apparently. Their world has cookies as well, so wouldn't every person's fridge on Earth have a white vortex in it to steal their cookies?! Why was it just in their fridge?! Maybe there were multiple white vortexes? Either way, Genos had to ask about it.

"Wh-" Though he ended up being rudely interrupted by another voice that he didn't recognize joining the fray.

"&* %^! You working on the next episode of (*!&?!"

"What's it look like I'm doing, Michael?" he answered as the man identified as Michael seemingly appeared out of nowhere behind him and looked over his shoulder.

Michael was a man standing at about the height of 5'9 as he had curly brown-hair and eyes, he wore yellow baggy pants, a light and dark-brown sweatshirt as he wore a hat with what seemed to be bear-ears on the top of it. He held a sword that was very noticeable as it seemed to be made out of blocks and the item appeared to be entirely light-blue.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe you're fucking drawing and shit? Oh wait, you're drawing tits and ass!" Michael responded with a smirk on his face.

Genos, actually being able to understand them. Felt his jaw drop slightly at Michael's last statement.

"No, I'm drawing and animating," the man shot back as he gestured over to his PC screen to a drawn anime character dancing.

Imagine if King saw that, he would be asking questions left and right that were directed at the man. Asking him if he was a creator of a show, a mangaka or if he worked for an animation studio. Maybe the worst of the all being if he made those type of games. All in all, if anyone present was thinking about King right now, they would be glad he wasn't there.

"I know. I know," Michael started, the smirk still present on his face as he glanced over to Genos and Saitama, "so, who're these guys?"

"People who were brought back as punishment from the white vortex since they tried intervening with it, so they're gonna have to enter my universe now," Monty answered, glancing over to Genos and Saitama.

Since Saitama was the odd one out from the conversation because he didn't understand what they were saying in English, he decided to try and play a role in the conversation by saying a greeting to Michael in English, and he only knew one word in English...

"Herro."

Michael's cheeks puffed up as he laughed his ass off at Saitama's greeting. Even the man let out a slight chuckle at Saitama's obvious accent.

"Hahaha! Your accent is even worse than Gavin's!"

"Wot'd you say 'bout me you bloody bastard?!" came a voice from nearby.

Michael's laughing soon stopped as he coughed lightly and folded his arms. Putting on a different expression on his face, Michael stared at Genos and Saitama, the smirk still plastered on his face. Unfolding his arms, Michael sighed slightly before he bent down and appeared to have sat on air until a chair appeared underneath him.

"So-" Michael was interrupted as soon as he started his statement.

"Wait! Do you think there's any way for sensei to learn the English language instantly?" Genos questioned, a serious look on his face.

Michael blinked once, twice, thrice, until he finally snapped his fingers and a glow enveloped Saitama. It soon disappeared as Saitama stared at Michael.

"Hello? Hello? Does this thing even work?" Saitama questioned out loud as he tapped his throat.

"Oh look, you speak English now. Hooray," Michael said sarcastically.

He then cleared his throat as he put his arms behind his head and looked up at the white sky. He took in a gulp of air to recollect his thoughts on what he was going to say before Genos interrupted him to grant Saitama knowledge on the English language. He sure as hell may have seemed like God for doing that, but he sure isn't God! He knew that for a fact. Glancing over to the man, Michael's smirk widened a bit.

"The only God here is him," he thought before sighing and rubbing the back of his head.

"Anyways, as I was saying earlier before I was rudely interrupted by the god damn cyborg... ahh, well, since you guys decided to intervene with the process of the white vortex, your asses are stuck in his universe now," Michael explained, jabbing a finger over to the man who was drawing anime characters at a furious pace.

"What?!" Genos yelled, his eyes wide.

If they were going to be stuck in this man's universe, then he couldn't find out who that crazy cyborg was! He clenched his fists tightly, his arms heating up a bit as smoke puffed out. He looked over to Michael, and then to Saitama to see his reaction. Genos observed that Saitama showed no reaction whatsoever to it, he was just picking his nose and flinging the boogers away. Genos clenched his eyes shut before letting out a sigh.

"Do you think we'll be able to return?" Genos inquired.

Michael stuck his sword into the white floor and stretched his arms while letting out a yawn. Genos was waiting patiently for Michael's answer as soon as he was done stretching, and as soon as he was done stretching, Michael chuckled.

"You sure as hell can come back to your world."

Genos' eyes lit up.

"How?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe fuck some people up? Do some shit? Build a portal?"

He suggested some ways that they could possibly get back to their world from the man's universe, but some of them seemed so far out of their reach. Like building the portal, how were they suppose to do that if they didn't know if they had the required knowledge or materials to? So that was off the list for them, or more specifically, Genos since Saitama didn't seem to care a single bit. They could screw some people over, but they wouldn't know the exact requirement of how many people, and the middle option? It's practically just saying do whatever and just wait.

Another option popped up into Genos' head, maybe they could wait for another white vortex? Yes, they could...

"Alright, time for you guys to enter my universe," came the man's voice as the white vortex appeared in front of Genos and Saitama.

Genos' eyes widened in surprise at the sudden appearance of the white vortex while Saitama continued picking his nose as he allowed himself to be sucked into the white vortex. Genos soon followed after he saw that Saitama didn't resist, but he came to regret letting himself be sucked into the white vortex as the white light became so bright that it temporarily blinded him.

If only they could stay there a little longer. There were still plenty of unanswered questions to be asked, and plenty of holes to be filled... though one of their questions was answered before they were far into the white vortex.

"The world is called Remnant."

After their visions cleared, Saitama and Genos could see that they were in the middle of a town. People walked by and glanced at them every so often, others who had seen them appear out of nowhere whispered to each other and pointed at them. Saitama and Genos however, did not pay any attention to the attention they were garnering from witnesses.

"Sensei, where are we?" inquired Genos, raising his eyebrows slightly as he heard someone mutter under their breath about him being another Atlesian prototype.

"No idea," was Saitama's simple response.

"Where did that white vortex bring us to?" Genos muttered, looking around the city.

"No idea," Saitama started after hearing Genos' quiet question, "though I do know for sure about something, we should get something to eat."

"Sensei, my respect for you has grown," Genos stated simply while looking at Saitama, who hasn't shown an ounce of emotion even while being in his pajamas and transported to a seemingly unknown place as he followed Saitama around the city they were in to find a place to buy some food at.

The duo eventually passed by a news broadcast which they overheard.

"It appears that the White Fang have started to make their move in Vale by-"

That was all they heard before they walked out of distance to hear the speaker on the news broadcast even further. Though they had gained some interesting information on the matter at hand as to where they were. Apparently, they were in the Kingdom of Vale. Not A-City, B-City, C-City, M-City, nor Z-City. Especially since the city name didn't start with a letter in the alphabet made it all the more suspicious of where they were right now. They also had one big question: Who or what would rob dust?

Those were the only clues for them right now, but those could wait, for Saitama had found a place to eat at. The place they found was called, "Achievement Diners."

"Do you think they take yen for currency?" Saitama questioned.

"There's a possibility," responded Genos, "but this is the world they call Remnant. So their currency might be different."

"Might as well take the risk, I'm starving," muttered Saitama.

As soon as the duo entered the restaurant, many of the people there gave them strange looks. One of them being for the attire they were wearing, second being Saitama's bald head, third being Genos because of his build. Saitama didn't pay any attention to the stares while Genos observed the people's clothing. The way they dressed was slightly different compared to Earth. Though he noticed that people here and there had weapons strapped to their waists or hanging on the side of their seats where they ate. The food here was the same as Earth's he deduced, but he eavesdropped on some conversations people were having. One of them mentioning "Huntsmen and Huntresses," while the other mentioned mysterious beings called "Grimm."

He also got a look at the map of Remnant's world. His eyes narrowed slightly at seeing that there was no Super Continent on their world, but their continents were different shaped. He burned the image into his memory just in case it could come handy. From his observations, he also learned that there were three other kingdoms besides Vale. There was the Kingdom of Atlas, which he remembered earlier from somebody mentioning about him being an Atlesian prototype, so he might have to look into that later. Next was the Kingdom of Mistral, and lastly was the Kingdom of Vacuo. Apparently, some of the kingdoms have much different weather with Atlas being on the icy-continent of Solitas.

He was going to observe some more until he heard Saitama call for him. That was when he noticed that he had been standing in the same spot for several minutes now observing the world map, he looked around and saw that people were staring at him curiously. He stared back at them, and they all looked away with their curiosity sated. Proceeding to walk over to where Saitama was seated at a booth, he sat across from Saitama and was sorting out information that he learned about Remnant in his head. Deciding which information to share to Saitama first. He looked up and saw Saitama leaning on his hand as his stomach growled more ferociously this time compared to when they were in the dimension gap.

He heard a slight cough, Genos looked up and his eyes widened.

"Sup bitches, I'll be your waiter for the afternoon."

Standing in front of the duo's table, was none other than Michael. That smirk still plastered on his face as he looked down at them with a piece of paper and pen in his hand.

"Now, what may I get for you two fine gentlemen?"

Genos continued staring up at him with wide eyes while Saitama proceeded to order his dish.

"Steak with extra barbecue, cook it however you like. For sides I want fries with extra ketchup, and a glass of water."

Michael wrote down Saitama's order with a nod as he glanced at Genos, awaiting for his order.

"Well? You gonna continue to stare at me like you're in love or are you going to order your meal?"

Genos broke out of his trance and nodded his head as he just ordered a drink. Michael wrote it down while nodding his head again. He then looked down at the duo.

"So, how's Remnant working for you guys?"

"How're you here?" was Genos' response.

"Because I can be," Michael responded with an evil smirk, he then looked over to Saitama. "So, how's it going for you, baldy?"

Genos' eyes lit up, "I would like to know the same thing, sensei."

Genos used Michael's question to his advantage to get Saitama's opinion on how he felt on being here, but then he noticed that Saitama's face slumped down a bit. Huh, must have been when Michael called him a baldy. Genos looked over to Michael to see that his smirk widened at Saitama's look on his face. He proceeded to pat the top of Saitama's head and let out a nice "ooooh" sound.

"Well, it seems like he gets like this when people call him bald, huh?" Michael questioned. "Well, sorry 'bout that bud, I just like fucking with people!"

Saitama just looked down at the table, "Please get our food ready."

Michael shrugged before walking away.

Genos sighed before he stared at Saitama. "Sensei, I've gathered some new information on this world."

Saitama glanced at him, before looking away and rubbing his growling stomach.

"What'd you find?"

"There appears to be four kingdoms in this world. The kingdom, as you know, we're already in is the Kingdom of Vale. The other three kingdoms in this world are the Kingdom of Atlas, Mistral, and Vacuo. The weathers between the kingdoms seem to be a bit different, as to be seen with the continent Atlas resides on being a pure white on the world map signifying that it must be a cold area. There also seems to be what people call in this world, 'Huntsmen and Huntresses', who fight against creatures they call, 'Grimm', beings of darkness. Then, there appears to be a group called the White Fang, but I'm not quite sure if it's a group or an army."

"So... these 'Huntsmen and Huntresses' seem to be like heroes back in our world?" Saitama questioned, more interested about the Huntsmen and Huntresses than the White Fang.

"Similar to them," Genos answered as Michael brought Saitama his food and gave them their drinks.

Saitama began eating his steak at a fast pace while Genos took a sip of his drink. He nodded in thanks for Michael's services who merely just nodded back before returning to the "Employees Only" area, but once he did, a loud pitched scream could be heard as well as Michael's shouting.

"DAMMIT, GAVIN! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"

"WOT?! STOP IT, MICHAEL! UUUGH! BLOODY HELL!"

To say the least that everyone in the restaurant didn't hear anything would be an understatement as some people left the restaurant without having finished their meals because of the ruckus, but they did leave their check on the table; no tip though because of the loudness of the employees. Saitama and Genos watched as people left as Saitama finished the last of his steak and gulped down his drink, letting out a satisfied sigh and a loud burp.

"Oh shit, where'd everyone else go?" Michael questioned, coming out of the "Employees Only" area. He looked over to Saitama and saw that he finished his meal already as he walked over to them. "So, seconds or are you all full?"

Saitama patted his stomach in satisfaction, "All full."

Michael smirked and placed the check down on the table, "Good. Hope you boys got some Lien on you, since you're gonna have to pay 50 Lien with 4% tax! So that'll be a grand total of 52 Lien!"

Saitama's jaw dropped, "What?"

Michael's smirk disappeared, "What? You guys don't have any damn cash?!"

"We just arrived to this world!" Genos argued.

"Oh right," Michael muttered while rubbing his chin.

"You take yen?" Saitama questioned, putting the yen that he got from Genos down on the table.

Michael looked at him like he was stupid, and just nodded his head no.

Saitama didn't look surprised as he had no choice, so he glanced at Genos who glanced back. The two nodded their heads before Saitama slowly got up and moved so fast, that multiple afterimages of himself was left behind while Genos disappeared in a blur. Michael just stood there with a confused look on his face before it became enraged and he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"DINE AND DASH!"

A ruckus was heard inside the kitchen as people yelling were heard, but they didn't bother following them. They were long gone by the speed they moved. Michael clicked his tongue in annoyance before muttering a bunch of profanity under his breath while getting back to work, he looked out at the amount of customers they had... and there were none. Apparently they all left with their bills on the tables after the ruckus when he shouted at Gavin earlier.

Michael then entered the "Employees Only" area and turned on the T.V. and switched to the news channel, what came up made him swear.

"OH, WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"A bald man and a cyborg were seen earlier this afternoon in Vale. One witness says that a bald man reportedly 'tripped' and smashed through several dozen building as a cyborg followed after him. They are now wanted for the destruction of property and the potential harm of innocents."

After the dine and dash...

Saitama and Genos had dashed out of Achievement Diners as fast as they could and out onto the streets of Vale. Saitama swerved out of the way so he didn't hurt any citizens on accident, while Genos sped along behind him, also swerving out of the way so he doesn't harm any innocents. Genos' eyes then widened when he saw Saitama swerve out of the way of a vehicle, which he could've jumped over. What happened next was that Saitama crashed through dozens and dozens of buildings, making them collapse, but Genos followed on behind him as he moved every citizen out of the way in the blink of an eye so they wouldn't get crushed by the collapsing buildings.

That process repeated for the other dozen buildings Saitama crashed through before he managed to stop himself while almost falling over in the process. Like what happened when he dodged Genos' attack in the valley that he completely decimated with the destruction spreading for hundreds of miles in the distance, hell it even split the clouds in the sky.

Genos finally caught up with Saitama as he looked around, and saw that citizens were staring at them. He sighed. This wasn't going to go well, wasn't it? He then felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around. He came face to face with an officer of the authority. Yep, he was right.

"You're coming with us," the officer said.

Genos ignored him as he looked back in the area where Saitama was previously at. His eyes widened, he lost sight of Saitama! So he propelled himself forwards with the rocket-like engines that were built into him, propelling him to such speeds that he seemed to disappear in front of the officer who immediately called for backup with a look of shock on his face.

With Genos, when he had activated his thrusters, he immediately spotted Saitama laying down on a bench in the park. He immediately stopped himself in front of the clearly relaxed Saitama.

"Sensei, did we just do a dine and dash?"

Saitama looked away, "Uh, yeah."

"Stop those criminals!" came the yell of an officer.

Saitama and Genos looked over to where the yell came from, and to their surprise, the cop was pointing at them. Their eyes widened.

One thought ran through their heads.

"Why're they calling me a criminal?"

Huh, okay. Ended up being much longer than anticipated for the first chapter, but that happens when you're typing 144 WPM while your mind is on overdrive... do leave reviews on what you thought! Lengthy please! Point out flaws so I may fix them to help make this a better story, and for the love of god, please do point out facts that I tend to leave out.

Also, if you're going to flame, please write in proper grammar and proper reasoning... I don't want a YouTube comments section flame.

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The Achievement Hunter crew will sometimes play an important part to the story and sometimes will not. They're mostly for comedic purposes. Also, I hope Saitama and Genos were in-character.