"Sleep is the arch-nemesis of fatigue."

Oum blinked as he noticed Blake crawling on his arm.

After several days of work at his office, the man finally went back home for the weekend. He had fun little conversations with Sheena revolving around how he and Lunas were coming up with more community-centered events for his new show. When he mentioned Lunas discussing about a certain pink-brown-white-haired character he sketched out, she instantly asked him on what he planned with doing with the concept art. Apparently, Sheena really liked where Oum was going with the particular character, much to his surprise.

What surprised him even more was how Blake latched onto his arm the instant moment he sat at his worktable.

It's like having a cute leech, he thought as he silently watched the cat-eared girl crawl up his right arm. They stick to you like you're the greatest thing in the world.

Though Oum did not think that he was the greatest thing in the world, he personally felt happy to find that the Huntresses held fondness towards him. He still did not know how he should eventually explain everything to Sheena, but he concluded that he would soon muster up the courage to discuss the situation with her. After all, Sheena enjoyed unrealistic things.

…But he did not know whether she would enjoy such things existing in reality.

The animator watched Blake carry her tiny body up his arm. Her slow progress eventually came to an end when she stood up on his shoulder. Glancing at Blake, Oum observed the dark-haired girl waddling over to his head.

She soon grabbed several strands of his hair before lifting herself up. Her light weight prevented Oum from screaming internally about his spiky hair being destroyed.

He would probably not have the heart to scream internally in the first place, as he soon found Blake sitting on top of his head with a very small piece of an apple he brought in earlier. Since feeding the girls with only cookies would be unhealthy, he decided to give them a diet consisted of fruits. So far, all of the Huntresses complied happily without complaining about anything. Ruby sat with her legs stretched out on the worktable, hugging a strawberry as she slowly consumed it like a caterpillar feasting on a tasty leaf. Weiss, who sat next to her, held a piece of a pineapple Oum cut up for her. The white-haired girl smiled with her eyes closed, blissfully satisfied with eating something other than cookies all day long.

Blake, on the other hand, continued to eat her small apple slice as she looked around Oum's room, fascinated by its vastness. In truth, his room was not that big, but he understood why the girls found every single location he brought them to was huge.

As the dark-haired girl continued to nibble on her apple, the animator finished sketching out a random picture of Adam Taurus breakdancing with Torchwick before putting a blank sketch paper in front of him.

…Might as well draw more background character concepts while I'm at it. I don't want to keep sticking with the "shadow people" we decided to use for RWBY's first volume, anyway.

And thus, he continued to draw.

After thirty minutes flew by, Oum put his pencil down and closed his eyes.

So many interesting things were happening in such peaceful days.

As he opened his eyes again, he noticed that Blake still sat on his head. The man carefully used both of his hands to gently hold the tiny dark-haired Huntress. With Blake in one hand, he slowly moved the hand over to his worktable, only to find a strange sight.

Blake lay still, curled up like a ball, as she snored every once in a while. One of her ears twitched when Oum put his hand on the worktable, but she refused to wake up.

"…"

Oum did not have the heart to wake her up. Thus, he spent ten minutes trying to find a way to put her somewhere else without waking her up.