"You can never have too many packs of happiness."

Nora Valkyrie was a particularly interesting huntress.

Not only did she enjoy breaking things in general, but she also had a liking in being the cheery bubble of her team, JNPR. Wielding a hammer- which was also a grenade launcher- and the brightest of smiles, it was hard to ignore the orange-haired thunder breaker.

Oum found her one day when he woke up from a hard day's worth of work. He discovered her swinging her hammer around like a mindless child. It was interesting, considering that the hammer was as big as herself. Perhaps it was just as big as Ruby's Crescent Rose, though both of them seemed to have lost their lethality.

Along with Nora's appearance came a plethora of other weapons. Weiss finally found her Myrtenaster, which, for some odd reason, stuck out of a bunch of playdough she had played with the other day. Oum did not know how Blake found her weapons, but he did see her put Gambol Shroud on his worktable before crawling back to his head.

Yang, on the other hand, decided to celebrate the discovery of her shiny Ember Celica gauntlets by shooting the mounted shotguns at a wall. Though a tiny sound of a weak BB gun firing erupted from the gauntlets, no actual bullets came out of the gauntlets. And that saved Oum a lot of trouble, considering how trigger-happy Yang was supposed to be according to the personality and fighting style he set up for her.

Jaune also got Crocea Mors. He was also the only hunter to do absolutely nothing with his equipment. Instead of putting his equipment aside like Blake did, he simply kept the sword and shield on his back, endlessly walking around Oum's room without an actual goal in mind.

Alas, he was the leader of the hyperactive hammer-wielder. As soon as she met Jaune for the fifth time that day, Nora's eyes sparkled as she leapt on Jaune's head. Jaune saw it coming from a mile away- and really, any person would if someone jumped towards them in the same fashion four times in a row. Standing still, Jaune let Nora lightly lock her legs over his neck, letting her tiny legs rest on his breastplate armor. She lifted her hammer and started squeaking something with a motherload of energy, her smile widening as if she just gained control of the whole world.

As the orange-haired huntress squealed on, Jaune resumed walking around the room without a productive goal in mind.

At that point, Oum had surrendered to his fate of taking care of the tiny people. Though the entire ordeal was obviously unnatural, the fact that there were small versions of his own creations in reality was something he could not really argue with. They did not distract him while he was working, and they ate small amounts of food. Their innocent intentions served to be a mind-refreshing tool to him, as watching them play tended to give him a bit of extra strength to dish out more productivity.

Oum yawned as he stretched his arms over his head. Blake remained still on his head, sleeping silently. She never woke up easily and never ever fell off of his head when she slept; in order to wake her up, the animator had to poke at her several times. Since he respected her sleep, the dark-haired man left her on his head as he got up from his chair.

Nora looked up to him as Jaune walked on without a single care in the world. Letting her hammer rest on one of her shoulders, the small thunder breaker waved fervently at the animator, shaking both herself and Jaune in the process. The two eventually fell over.

As soon as she got up, Nora waved at Oum again. The animator smiled as he bent over to ruffle the pint-sized juggernaut's head.

She squeaked happily and clasped her hands on his right index finger. The hammer-wielder let go as soon as Oum lifted his finger away from the ground.

And just as Jaune stood back up, Nora turned around as her eyes shined yet again. The blond swordsman became the ultimate steed for Nora within an hour after her arrival.

But he still giggled at her friendly and bubbly nature. She was too much of a nice friend to be regarded as a comrade. Nora seemed to light up the world around her so well.

Oum grinned as he watched Nora wave her hammer around as she remained seated on Jaune's shoulders. The hammer-wielder waved at Ruby as Jaune trekked around the room yet again, and the leader of RWBY waved back with a smile that had so little things to care about.

On another note, the sound of Weiss squealing at how fancy her Myrtenaster looked made Oum laugh more than he should have.