A/N: Ey, just another random idea.

"-ow."

Five more minutes...

"-row."

Ughhhhh...

"Lemme sleep..."

"QROW!"

"Whaaaat?"

For fucks sake.

"Nothing.~"

"Ugh. Oum, damn it."

I drowsily opened my eyes to glance at my now twin-sister; Raven Branwen. She wore a black shirt, and red shorts. Her ebony black hair was long though not as long as her future self, ending at her upper back, spiking out everywhere. Her red eyes was staring at me with her trademark cocky smirk. Oh yeah, introductions.

Hello everyone, my name is Qrow Branwen. In my previous life, I was a normal person, with a moderately paying job. I loved watching anime... and cartoons. Though I died due to a truck.. that just appeared out of fucking nowhere. And as per any 'Isekai' novel or anime, I was reincarnated in a fantasy world. Though mine was quite different, I was reborn in a world where there were characters that I already knew. I was born in fucking Remnant..

This is probably a poorly-written fanfiction isn't it? Ugh.. Anyway, I was really surprised when I found out, I was Qrow. Though I was really calm, when I found out. Yep... Real calm...

"Fuck off, Rave..." I grumbled drowsily as I slowly got up.

"Awww no~, is the widdle birdy angwy?" Raven playfully punched me as she grabbed my hand to usher me out of our tent. I groaned but let her drag me anyway.

"Oi, brats! Grab ya' breakfasts!" our gramps, Sigul hollered at us. A tall man, with black hair that was slowly growing grey and a beard that many men would envy of. He wasn't as large as those heavy-lifting body builders but his strength was still nothing to scoff at.

"Coming!" Raven cheerfully exclaimed as she dragged me to the campfire. By the brothers' she was strong for a 6-year old. Or I'm just light... Probably both.

She then nonchalantly dropped me when we were near the fire and I ended up faceplanting on the dirt.

"QROW! Get up and wash ya'self or ya' aint gonna get any breakfast." a firm hand then grabbed me by the arm and made me stand.

"Yeah, yeah sorry." I then walked to the nearby stream to wash my face and hands. As I was washing, I looked at my current appearance. Messy, ebony black hair. Light red eyes which you could easily mistake for pink... or it's pink. My baby fat was still there but it was also slowly disappearing. Sighing, I finished up washing and scampered off to grab some breakfast.

Raven and gramps was waiting for me at the fire sitting on some stools. Grabbing my own wooden bowl and spoon, I grabbed some eggs and congee and put it on my bowl. Sitting down on my stool, Raven pouted "Geez, what took you so long. Breakfast would have cooled if you took any longer."

"Well, guess I should have been 'hot' on my heels eh?" Sigul and Raven collectively groaned at my 'good' pun.

"That was even worse than usual, Qrow." Sigul sighed. I merely smirked and shrugged and began eating. Even though it was just congee and eggs, it was delicious. You gotta give it to Sigul for cooking something delicious using limited ingredients.

After eating, I gathered the bowls, spoons, the pot, the pan and went to the stream again to clean up. Raven and I took turns each day in cleaning the dishes. If you're asking why Sigul doesn't clean them?

"I cook for ya! I ain't gonna wash the dishes too!"

We gurgled some water mixed with salt and washed up. Then I cleaned the dishes while Raven and Sigul warmed up.

"Hurry up, Qrow!" Raven shouted at me.

"Yeah! Just finishing up!" I shouted back at her as I scrubbed the bowl thoroughly and drying them with a towel.

After putting aside the dishes, I warmed up and was ready to practice.

"Okay, brats! Time to learn how to use a spear." Sigul grinned as he handed us some wooden spears.

A/N: Pretty short, but I'll try to up the word count to 3000 words by next chapter.