The house of Taiyang Xiao Long didn't receive visitors often, which wasn't that odd; it was a fairly small house surrounded by a large forest area, and while the island of Patch wasn't the most dangerous place in Remnant, it still had enough of a Grimm population to make journeying a risky proposition for those who weren't properly trained. Still, if perchance someone had wandered out in the middle of the night, braved the forest and navigated around the suspiciously-shaped craters that surrounded the house, they would have been in for quite a surprise.

"I was surprised that you bothered to come all the way out here, Ozpin."

The owner of the house, Taiyang, looked at his visitor suspiciously as they drank their hot coffee, trying to wonder why the prestigious – and more importantly, very busy with the approach of the next school year – headmaster of Beacon Academy had bothered coming in person. They were certainly old friends, but not very close ones, so it couldn't be a simple courtesy visit. He did have an idea, but he hoped to be proved wrong.

"Well, we're both busy, so I'll cut to the chase." Ozpin put his coffee mug down on the table and leaned forward. "It's about your daughter."

"Who, Yang?" Grinning without a care, Taiyang leaned back in his chair and gestured dismissively. "It's true that she's going to Beacon this year, but you don't have to worry about me kicking a fuss; just treat her like any other student, initiation and all. It'll do her good."

"While I'm sure miss Xiao-Long will gladly uphold the family tradition, I was referring to your other daughter. Ruby, wasn't it?"

The front that Taiyang had been presenting crumbled, and he replied bluntly, with a swiftness that made it obvious he'd thought about the matter before and anticipated the question.

"Ruby's too young. Besides, she'd need to have graduated from one of the junior schools to qualify, and she didn't even register."

"And was that her choice, or yours?" Ozpin's doubtful tone was obviously rhetorical, a hand held up to prevent any protest. "I'm not trying to force your hand, but how long are you planning to keep that young girl cooped up here? You must know it can't last much longer."

"…Yeah, I know. She's been complaining about it too." With a dejected sigh, Taiyang moved to the window to look at the craters that littered the ground around his house. "It's just, not everyone's ready, you know?"

"I'm sure Ms. Rose will perform admirably at Beacon."

Sensing that he'd already obtained the result that he aimed for with more ease than he'd expected, Ozpin attempted a vague reassurance. A wry smile came to Taiyang, and he shook his head in amusement at the old Headmaster's comment.

"She wasn't that the one I was worried about, sir. Are you sure you know what you're getting into?"

It was only two weeks later that the new students of Beacon Academy found themselves occupying the airship that would bring them to what would be their home away from home for the next several years. Reactions were…varied, from stressing out over whatever horror the initiation might be to carefree enjoyment while they weren't yet restricted by the school's rules. There was one among them who was nervous for an entirely different reason.

Clad in his family's diamond-shaped armor, Jaune Arc looked around frantically at the other students, alert to any sign that he was supposed to be doing anything in particular; he had no idea if this transportation was already part of some obscure test or not, and the chaotic attitude of the rest of the student body had done little to inform him.

Perhaps it would be best to find an isolated student and stick to them? Trying to fit into a group would be awkward, and he had no confidence in his ability to enter a conversation in a way that felt natural, but surely, he could manage one other student. Someone who hadn't brought their own friends along would want company, right?

The fact that the lonely student he decided to approach was a bombshell with gorgeous hair was purely coincidental. She stood in front of one of the huge glass windows that were located all over the airship, her blond hair's beauty further enhanced by the blue sky and the clouds in front of her. It was quite a view, and it gave him the courage to step forward.

"H-hey there!"

"Oh, hey."

While he was busy kicking himself for stumbling at the very first step, she replied in one of the most disinterested manners he'd ever heard, barely glancing at him. Well, alright, things were off to a bad start, but he could salvage this. Peering closer, he noticed that she was glancing at her scroll. Ha-ha, an opportunity!

"Now, what could make you look at a boring old scroll when there's this beautiful view out there?"

He'd delivered the line flawlessly and smoothly, just like in the movies, now she would-

"Just keeping my younger sister company."

Aaand completely shut down. Right, well, clearly this wasn't going a romantic meeting. He'd just have to deal with his lonesome misery; at least she hadn't told him to bugger off like the last one did.

"Oh, right. I guess you had to leave her behind to come to Beacon?"

It hadn't been much of an issue for him, but now that he thought about it, finding it hard to leave your family members behind to go to a boarding school was probably the norm.

"Nope, she's going to Beacon too. I'm Yang by the way."

"Oh, of course! I'm Jaune, Jaune Arc." His nervous offering of a hand was ignored in favor of typing on the scroll, and he suppressed a small sigh. "If she's going to Beacon too, why not just hang out with her?"

"It's complicated." Yang hesitated for a few seconds, apparently mulling things over, then grinned dangerously. "Wanna meet her?"

The offer caught him by surprise; he'd thought that maybe her sister was sick or something so she couldn't walk around with everyone else, but maybe she was just shy?

"Yeah, sure, of course."

Any little sister of a girl that beautiful was worth meeting; she might be a bit more susceptible to the old Arc charm, and since she was going to Beacon they had to be about the same age too. Yang responded by typing on her scroll, the same smirk that made him feel as though he was being pranked somehow on her face.

"I asked her to come to this side, shouldn't take long."

"What's her nameeee-"

His jaw fell on the floor as the beautiful sky view that the window gave was suddenly replaced as a titanic form moved into view; in the distance, the form a young girl with red hair was magnified a thousand times over, rising above the clouds such that the floating airship was only level with her upper torso, a red cloak that could have covered his family's estate hung around her shoulder.

"T-that's…your sister?"

The impossible colossus that was too absurd to even be out of legends might as well have been an every day sight for how biased Yang was, merely sending a satisfied look at Jaune's shock.

"Yup. Jaune Arc, meet Ruby Rose. Ruby, Jaune."

"H-hi, Ruby." The words came out of his mouth instinctively from years of habit, but he couldn't stop his entire body from shaking at the sight. It was impossible! Sure, people could get pretty big, but even in legends Grimm weren't that huge! She looked like she could gobble up the entire airship in one bite! Pathetically trying to regain his self-control, he leaned in to whisper to Yang. "Oh, I guess s-she c-can't hear us. What a shame!"

He was about to excuse himself to get away, hopefully to wake up from the obvious fever dream by splashing water on his face, when the impossibly large girl shifted, her eyes winking as a happy smile spread on her monolithic face.

"Of course, I can hear you! Hi Jaune!" A loud and excessively cheerful voice boomed across the room with a sound of static, and in the middle of feeling his heart explode Jaune realized it was coming from Yang's scroll. "Nice to meet you!"

"She has a receiver in her ear." His disbelief must have been as obvious as his panic, prompting Yang to explain. The blonde beauty turned back to look at the living landscape that was watching them eagerly. "Hey, Rubes, thanks for going along with the joke."

"There was a joke? I didn't know about any..." The gigantic girl looked at Jaune's pale and trembling face, and her cheerfulness deflated somewhat. "Oh, Yang, didn't you warn him?"

"Hey, it's his fault for hitting on me. He's way out of his league." She reinforced the statement with a flip of her hair. "You can always chat with him once we land, but it's probably better to not stay near the airship like that; it's only a matter of time before you manage to crash into it, you huge klutz."

There was some incomprehensible mumbling at the affectionate mockery, but before Jaune's wide and disbelieving eyes the giant suddenly vanished from sight, moving far away from the airship in a single step to continue following it from behind as she had before.

"W-wha, d-did that just…"

"Happen? Oh, yeah." Yang grinned at him, giving him a forceful tap on the back. "Better get used to it, Jaune boy, you'll be seeing her a lot at Beacon. She's hard to miss."

His vision swimming before his eyes, Jaune was propelled forward into the ground, mercifully ending his confusion by losing consciousness.

Author's Note: Yep, a fic that asks "What if Ruby Rose was a giantess?"

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