Summer:Mom, can I dye my hair?
Weiss:Nope. Find another way to rebel.
Summer:It’s not about rebelling. There’s an underground open mic concert in Mantle. I’m tired of wearing hoods and masks as a disguise. It gets in the way of my singing.
Weiss:You’ve seen me in a black wig and red eyes and thought you had to dye your hair? Make an alter ego. *points to closet*
Weiss:Yeah. Knock yourself out. Find what works.
Summer:Yussss! *dives into closet*
Two hours passed by and a lot of clothes begin pile up.
Jaune:*walks in* Hey I’m back. Brought coffee.
Ruby:Technically family. I’m here to raid your fridge.
Ren:I’m here to make sure Nora doesn’t.
Weiss:Can you stop Ruby? *sips coffee*
Ruby:What’s with the fashion storm? Coco call you for a show?
Weiss:My daughter is currently in the closet trying on her fortieth altar ego disguise for an underground concert.
Jaune:So in the end, I did have a child with Bleiss.
Weiss:You and her had many things, a child is not one of them.
Jaune:Not for lack of trying.
Weiss:*red* That’s for sure.
Summer:You’re all gross if you ask me!
Weiss:Are you ready yet!? You have an entire audience now.
Summer:Oh yeah! This is the one! I’m definitely feeling it!
The door slides open and Summer jumps out. Time itself felt a thousand times slower as a bright red ponytail came into view. Stunning green contact lens caused coffee to go down poorly, choking Weiss while the others felt frozen.
Summer popped out with the widest grin. She wore a small black leather jacket over a dark green shirt with yellow nerves running down it from the left shoulder. Black tights were worn under a matching studded miniskirt that paired will with green and yellow laced black boots. Summer never felt cooler in her life!
Summer:Pretty awesome right!? I’m usually not into skirts but i figured if I’m trying to be unrecognizable, this is how to do it! Oh! Maybe I need punk rock gloves or something. How are feeling about the red wig and green hair combo?
Summer:Gonna be honest, I think I look pretty cute. Never tried these colors together like…it works! *grinning*
Ruby:Are we married to the idea of the ponytail?
Summer:It’s for head banging on stage! It’ll probably come out a little later or if I get a headache. Dad, how do I look?
Jaune:…*smiles* Like you’re ready to wow the world.
Summer:Hehe, right!? I can see why you like red so much auntie. I’m feeling pretty confident right about now. *stands proudly*
Ren:Like you’re invincible?
Nora:*smiles warmly* You’re going to need a name.
Weiss:Be better than me your aunt.
Ruby:Bleiss was a good idea.
Weiss:No, it was the only idea and it stuck.
Summer:Welp…Winter is taken. How about Autumn?
Summer:Wow, tough crowd. Hmmm.
Weiss:….Gild. Like the process.
Summer:Aah, that’s nice. Has a sense of irony to it considering this is a disguise! Not to mention the yellow. Gild, people can chant that! Now for a last name for the announcers…*rubs chin*
Ren:You’re asking for her to get caught. Especially if you want her to spell it like I think you do.
Jaune:…Go with Arkos. With a “k”
Weiss:!? Jaune, are you…alright with that?
Jaune:*nods* I never really got to use it. Might as well finally be a code name.
Summer:Isn’t using something close to your last name a little risky?
Jaune:Trust me, nobody will get it.
Summer:I guess that’s true if I spell it like you said. Heh, I kinda always wanted to use your surname in something. Schnee gets bothersome.
Summer:And hey, it’s kinda like I’m still honoring you too auntie! I can’t use Summer, but Arkos is pretty close to Arc-Rose.
Ruby:That’s definitely one way to look at that name. Hehe, I appreciate the sentiment.
Gild:Gild Arkos. Hmm, not half bad. Let’s make it a test run and i can work out the details if this goes well. Oh this concert is gonna rule! I can finally go all out and sing songs i don’t get the chance to. I gotta go find my journals and pick! Thanks guys! Love ya. *runs off*
Weiss:I’m sorry this spiraled so quickly. You can take the coffee back and raid the fridge.
Ren:I don’t think anyone would’ve imagined out of all the makeup combinations…Do you think we could convince her to change contacts?
Nora:I’m sure when she stops caring about what she should sing on a “proper stage” this phase will end.
Jaune:It’s fine guys. She’s happy. Besides, if she’s like her mother, it’ll be a random occurrence. That being said, I never realized our kids might only know Pyrrha’s image through her statue.
Ruby:We don’t exactly have many photos together, do we? She we show her?
Jaune:Maybe another time. Let my girl be a rockstar.
Nora:You just don’t want your daughter to see you in a dress.
Weiss:*rubs his back* I guess the world really is full of surprises. You sure you’re alright?
Jaune:Cut me a little slack. I may not be invincible but I know how to roll with the punches. *grins* If you think I need cheering up though, I’m sure Bleiss has some ideas.
Weiss:*blushing*…She might.
Ruby:Eugh. Raiding your fridge. C’mon you two. *walking away*
Ren:Ruby, don’t you literally sleep with her brother at his office for fun?
Ruby:And that right there is why I’m helping Nora get passed you so she can help eat everything. You’ve drawn your line in the sand.
Nora:Honestly I’m interested in the idea of changing my wardrobe for laughs. Remember my goth phase? That was fun.
