Jaune held you as he slept, his snores the only thing you could hear. Why did his face have to be so close? Couldn't he go and cuddle with Pyrrha or someone? Why did it have to be you? You wiggled a bit, attempting to get free, but his grip tightened. You were the baby, not him, and you could sleep on your own! Why couldn't he?! You wiggled a bit more, and he mumbled something about Weiss.
'Let me go you hairy ostrich!' You thought.
Finally he released you, and you had to move, fast. You slid off the bed and hit the floor, luckily not waking anyone up. Pyrrha looked the friendliest to sleep beside, but she was so far from where you sat. So, you gripped the nightstand and stood up, nearly falling over. You walked gently for a bit, then sped off on your tiptoes to meet the red-haired lady that would gladly welcome you. You pulled on her long hair. She looked at you. You signaled for up, and she lifted you without hesitation on to her bed. She looked at you questioningly.
"(Y/N)? What are you doing over here?" She asked, as if she was going to get a full paragraph with details.
Ha! Please! You just started to walk and she expected more? They wouldn't ever understand all the work you did for them. Pyrrha looked over to your father, who smashed his face in his pillow, talking and mumbling something about dust and a snow angel, whatever that was. She shook her head and lightly chuckled. Then, she covered you up.
"Saved yourself, huh?" She asked as you both layed down.
She smiled sleepily.
"I understand."

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RWBY Daughter Scenarios
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