"Make an impossible dream and reach as far as you can."

Monty Oum woke up.

He felt quite tired due to the hefty workload placed on him right after he finished a portion of a lengthy battle scene. In fact, he noticed that his back became sore after hunching over a computer screen for so long. His co-workers thankfully gave him a small break, which seemed necessary for his own health. Even Oum had limits, but he always strived to raise the bar and overcome such hurdles that stood in his path. As if to mock the extent of his physical strength and solidified willpower, he animated like an ant furiously developing its colony.

With that said, he noticed there was a strange sensation laying still on his chest. He gently raised his head, finding a familiar and adorable little thing tugging at his shirt.

…I tossed the blankets again? Oum thought, mentally berating himself for risking the possibility of getting a cold. Maybe I really do need a break.

Ruby let out a soft shout as if to wake him up. She was apparently unaware of the fact that Oum received a ticket out of work for the day. Not that he wanted to avoid working, but he really did need some rest.

"…"

Reaching for the tiny girl that continued to tug at his shirt, Oum pinched her red cloak and slowly pried her away from his chest. She refused to let go for about two seconds before giving up, a playful expression entering her plush face.

"Aa!"

"…I'm not going to work today, Ruby," Oum explained to the girl.

She froze, tilting her head in confusion as a look of curiosity replaced her carefree smile.

"Taking a break for today."

Letting a tiny fist lightly hit the palm of an open hand, the small scythe-wielder made an open smile before throwing her arms up into the air. She also made noises that clearly signified her happiness.

With a chattering Ruby, the animator moved off of his bed, only to find Weiss and Blake waving at him from the table. He made a small smile, giving them a brief wave with his free hand before putting Ruby between the two Huntresses. They soon began to stare at Oum endlessly, their excited eyes following him wherever he went.

Perhaps he needed something that could keep them occupied. While he did appreciate their fondness for him, he also enjoyed watching the small girls interact with each other and their surroundings. But they had played enough in the house for now.

Maybe I could bring them outside? No, but that could lead to other people discovering them.

Indeed, having a bunch of people take pictures of the small girls and upload said pictures into the Internet would surely cause chaos. A bunch of random organizations could suddenly pop into his house and ask of him to hand over the tiny Huntresses for an investigation on alien lifeforms-

Nonononononononono. Let's focus on letting them do something new.

Oum thought hard. What could he do to keep them occupied something? Though there were plenty of things to do for them, he wanted to specifically build and give something rather than finding a bunch of old stuff he used to hold on to.

Something that could be built…

An interesting idea popped into his head. His small smile growing just a bit wider, he pointed at his bedroom's door and told the small girls,

"Wait for just a moment. I'll get you all some cookies."

As he turned to leave his room, he heard a bunch of high-pitched squeals that attempted to imitate the word "cookies." At this point, they knew what cookies were and absolutely enjoyed consuming them.

Oum did bring cookies- some for himself and some for Ruby, Weiss, and Blake-, but he also brought in something else.

It took him thirty minutes to return to his bedroom. Sheena was out shopping with close friends of hers, so he had the house for himself. Instead of cleverly designing a bunch of Jenga structures, however, Oum decided to spend time by constructing something quick and special for three tiny miracles that appeared in his house.

He set a plate of cookies and a complex structure composed of hard-glued wood pieces on the worktable. As soon as he put the two objects on the table, the three Huntresses who were playing rock-paper-scissors perked their heads towards the noise that invaded their simple game.

Their eyes shined at the sight of a wooden playground standing next to their favorite food. To Oum, it was Tuesday, but for Ruby, Weiss, and Blake, it was the greatest day ever.

They soon ran up to the wooden playground and instantly used it. Ruby climbed her way to a small slide before jumping on it, letting her body lightly carry itself down the wooden structure. The giggling leader of team RWBY was soon followed by a happy Weiss, who made a humorously high-pitched "Weeeeeeeee~!" noise as she slid down the slide. Compared to her friends, Blake did not make much noise, but her open smile presented her joy quite well.

They received yet another present from Oum, the most reliable father when it came to spoiling small Huntresses. Thankfully enough, they seemed far too innocent to try taking advantage of his kindness. Their fondness for him already showed that.

He crossed his arms as he indulged himself in watching the small girls play in the tiny, wooden playground he built for them. Though it was fairly big, it would still fit in his closet and even his bed drawer. For the time being, he would bring the playground out whenever he was sure that no one would see the small Huntresses waddling around his bedroom.

For a fairly long time, they played endlessly before they got too hungry to keep playing. Oum soon found himself doodling out random ideas for minor characters in his latest dream product at his worktable. Ruby, Weiss, and Blake nibbled on pieces of cookies on his shoulders as he drew a very rough sketch of pink-brown-white-haired girl holding onto an umbrella.

The sound of munching noises made his ear feel ticklish.