The next day, everyone was having a picnic and having fun instead of business for once. Weiss, Nora and Ruby were shooting water guns at each other, Yang, Ren and Jaune and Blake were by the lake eating sandwiches admiring the water, Summer and Tai were looking at old family photos, Raven and Qrow were drinking cold drinks which was surprisingly not alcohol and finally, (Y/N) and Pyrrha stayed where the picnic was set up, talking.
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Pyrrha: I don't know.
(Y/N): Sure you do. You just don't want to tell me.
Pyrrha: You gonna use one of your Jedi mind tricks on me?
(Y/N): They only work on the weak-minded.
Pyrrha: Alright. I was 12. His name was Eric. We were both in the tournaments. He was a few years older than I. Very cute. Dark, curly hair. Dreamy eyes.
(Y/N): Alright, I get the picture. What ever happened to him?
Pyrrha: I joined Beacon, he became an artist.
(Y/N): Maybe he was the smart one.
Pyrrha: You really don't like Huntsmen, do you?
(Y/N): I like a few. But I'm not really sure about the rest. I don't think the system works.
Pyrrha: How would you have it work?
(Y/N): We need a system where graduated Huntsmen in Ozpin's inner circle sit down and discuss the problem, agree what's in the best intrest of all the people, and then do it.
Pyrrha: That's exactly what they do. The trouble is that people don't always agree.
(Y/N): Well, then they should be made to.
Pyrrha: By whom? Who's gonna make them?
(Y/N): I don't know. Someone.
Pyrrha: You?
(Y/N): Of course not me.
Pyrrha: But someone.
(Y/N): Someone wise.
Pyrrha: Sounds an awful lot like a dictatorship to me.
(Y/N): Well, if it works.
Pyrrha thought that (Y/N) was being serious until she saw the smile appearing on his face.
Pyrrha: You're making fun of me and the others.
(Y/N): No, no, I'd be much too frightened to tease Huntsmen.
The two get up and join in on the fun as do the adults, (Y/N) jumps on a rock and shoots water at his uncle only for Nora to get (Y/N) square in the face, knocking him off the rock and onto the ground with a loud thud.
Pyrrha: (Y/N)! (Y/N), are you alright?!
After (Y/N) is turned around it is revealed that he is perfectly fine and laughing much to everyone's relief.
