Chapter I: Minor World Changing Incident

Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY, that goes to the amazing Rooster Teeth.

"In the multiverse there is an infinite amount of worlds, with infinite possibilities...or just happens to be a convenient way for an author to explain away a story." ~ ARK

"Weiss?"

"Yes, Ruby?" answered Weiss distractedly. She reread the directions on her scroll. She carefully measured and poured fire dust into a beaker.

"Are you done yet?"

"No."

5 Minutes Later

"Weiss?" asked Ruby. She swung her feet boredly as she looked down from her bunk bed.

"Yes?"

"Are you done now?"

"No."

4 Minutes Later

"Wwweeeeiiiiss," Ruby drawled, spread out on her bed. "Are you done now?"

A tick mark appeared on the heiress's head as she struggled to concentrate. "No, Ruby."

3 Minutes Later

"Weiss!" Ruby exclaimed, appearing behind the white-haired girl. Startled, Weiss dropped all of the lightning dust into her mixture.

"You done now?"

Weiss stood abruptly and turned on the red-caped girl. "No," she snarled. "And I never will be if you keep insisting on bothering me!"

"Woah there, ice queen," said Ruby. "Just asking."

"For the fourteenth time this hour!" Weiss resisted the urge to use her glyphs on the younger girl for the umpteenth time that day. "This project is supposed to be a partner project too, you have no right to complain!"

Ruby stepped back. "I wasn't complaining. I just want to meet up with Blake and Yang already." The two other girls had gone to the practice grounds for some training.

"Well then-"

A fizzling sound from behind Weiss made her turn her head.

Her beaker shook and bubbling froth leaked steadily onto the table.

"Uh, is it supposed to do that?" asked Ruby.

"No dolt!" Weiss scrambled to her desk. "Get me some paper towels!" She grabbed the beaker as it became increasingly violent.

"R-right!" Ruby disappeared in a flutter of roses. The door was slammed open as she exited in a red blur.

One of the roses from her semblance happened to fall into the beaker. On impact, the dust erupted in a flurry of colors, filling the room in an instant.

A loud crash sliced through the room. Then a groan… and another crash. Weiss felt her chair fall to the floor from the impact of the second crash, and with it her. She realized dimly that said crash was just in front of her, where her desk stood… or used to stand.

"Ugh, where are we?" said a woman's surprisingly baritone voice. "And what's with the rainbow dust?" She coughed.

Weiss could feel the woman's aura from where she had fallen. It was all enveloping and strong.

"This better not be one of Nora's kidnap attempts," muttered another voice, it was elegant her but filled warmth. It vaguely reminded Weiss of her mother's voice when she was younger... before she changed.

Weiss shook away the thought. So they knew Nora then. Though Weiss had no idea why Nora would attempt kidnappings… or where she would get the time. Weiss decided not to think about it too much, the girl was likely insane after all.

"That would be… the third time this month," said a dry voice. "But didn't she just kidnap us?"

"Wait one sec," a higher pitched voice said. A sudden blur of red filled the room and Weiss felt the blow of wind that trailed behind it full front. All her hair was blown off of her face as the blur passed her. In an instant, the dust was cleared from the dorm through its door and forced open window.

A woman appeared in a flurry of roses. Chest length black hair with red outlines flowed to a stop as her single piercing silver eye examined the room. An eyepatch covered her left eye, a red rose insignia etched onto it. She wore a black coat with black lacings that crossed over a red shirt underneath. A black belt was slung at an angle over her hips and another from her hip to the top of her waist. Silver bullets adorned the belts. A red cape covered her left arm, two shoulder plates covered the cape, the top one decorated with the same rose insignia. The woman looked as if she could've been a carbon copy of Ruby… but older.

Another flurry of roses appeared through the door.

"Hey, Weiss! I've got your paper towel!" Ruby said. Her eyes widened as she noticed the four other women in the room, notably the silver eyed one. The paper towel roll dropped from her hand. "Mom?"

Ruby Rose was having a great night. Team RWBY, JNPR, and CFVY had all gotten together for an impromptu Beacon Reunion courtesy of one Nora. They had invaded a back alley bar, drink beer (minus Weiss), played some games (Cards Against Remnant was the best), and did a whole lot of random stuff (notably a 'who has the cooler weapon' contest, a 'who's killed a grimm the most violently' contest, a very intense thumb wars, and a 'what's the stupidest thing you've done this year?' contest) that had made the manager question their sanity. After Weiss paid the bar for the service and damages (courtesy of Yang, Nora, and Coco...and Weiss herself of all people), the teams had went their separate ways. One second, she was waiting under a building as Weiss called for a personal airship (having a rich friend rocked) and the next she was falling. She promptly landed on something soft, felt it break, and fell for the second time in as many minutes. The rainbow colored dust really was overkill.

So… when she cleared out the dust in the room to find herself standing in the middle of what looked like her first year Beacon team dorm (that had been destroyed ages ago) that even included a mini version of Weiss and herself (did she just call her mom?) her natural response was: "Must be the alcohol. Damn it, Yang."

Author's Notes: This is my first fanfic! Wish me luck. I'm starting a time-travel fic some of it because I was inspired by 'Remnant's Reclaimer' (which is totally amazing btw) but mostly because I'm kinda sick of the 'the universe is burning down and character goes back in time to save it' trope. (It doesn't help the MC is also usually suffering from some serious issues and that's depressing to read.) Why can't there just be a kinda happy go lucky time travel fic for RWBY?

Constructive Criticism Pls.

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