Oum watched Yang comb her hair.

Yang Xiao Long was a particular individual who loved keeping her hair at its best condition. Not only was it precious to her, but it also indicated much of her personality: wild, free, and active. And with a big, blissful smile, Yang combed her hair in front of a tiny mirror Sheena bought for her.

Oum knew more than anyone not to directly attempt to alter the tiny brawler's hairstyle. She knew how to take care of it herself, so even he had no good reason to mess with it that much. He had it easy, though; Yang allowed him to pet her head whenever she did something interesting or impressive, and that alone was somewhat of an honor.

It was also a bit ironic that person who designed her fondness for her hair was still not allowed to give her a haircut.

The animator blinked, remembering that he had been sitting at his worktable idly. Standing up, he headed over to his bed with a phone and checked his email. While he normally did nearly every portion of his work through papers and his computer, at the moment, he had nothing to do with papers, and his computer was processing a particular test animation he made for his co-workers to look at.

A minute later, Ruby jumped on Oum's knee and climbed onto it.

The tiny girl stared at the phone screen, her eyes wide in curiosity. After checking an email regarding some of his finances, Monty glanced at the tiny leader of RWBY. Without much hesitation, the dark-red-haired girl poked the screen, only to click on an email he had already checked.

Her eyes grew even wider when the contents of the phone screen changed.

Ruby touched the phone with her tiny hands. White boxes and dark texts began flying around fervently.

"Aa!"

The girl's eyes shined.

Oum blinked.

And thus, Ruby began to press on the phone screen like crazy. Her smile remained intact as she did so, her interest in Oum's phone refusing to subside.

Then Yang came along.

The blonde brawler smiled as she jumped onto Oum's knee, joining Ruby in pushing the phone screen. And then Weiss, who was minding her own business by swinging around her Excalibur, jumped onto Oum's knee and intently watched her teammates pressing the phone screen. Oum did not notice when Blake came along, but when he found her, she was resting on his head, her eyes locked onto her teammates.

Much to Oum's relief, Ruby and Yang did not erase any important emails. Instead, they- with his permission- viewed the pictures he took with the phone. They giggled whenever Oum, Sheena, or someone funny-looking popped up.

Soon, Ruby and Yang were practically rolling over the phone repeatedly. They were not heavy enough to snap it apart. Oum went back to work shortly after Weiss began to squeak gibberish at her team leader.

Blake just sort of vanished. The animator was unable to find her on his head. Later that day, Oum found her sitting on his table, watching him work.

Another uneventful day passed by.