"So…are just addicted to coffee or something?" Frost asked carefully as he and Ozpin were travelling to Beacon via airship.

"I find that it helps me deal with the day-to-day responsibilities of being one of the people that trains the next age of our protectors." Ozpin stated as he took a sip from his newly refilled mug. "After a while the task can be a little much to take in, and this is hardly a worse habit than other things one could do to relieve any stress, wouldn't you say?"

"Meh." Frost bluntly replied as he shrugged his shoulders. "Generally I just scream and fire off a portion of my Semblance into the air or at something that wouldn't be missed if I broke it if I get that stressed out."

"I feel like an approach like that might be why we're having this conversation in the first place." Ozpin stated as he finished giving Frost an inquisitive look.

"Hehe…" Frost replied sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head. "…you…wouldn't be entirely incorrect in that assessment. Let's just say that I get a little intense when I get either caught up in a fight or strung up."

"Have you considered talking to those around you about these things at all?" Ozpin asked curiously with a tone that implied that he was both genuinely interested and concerned about Frost's method of stress relief.

"Considering that Neo is the only real person that I ever got to trust like that given how most of the other orphans were a least a couple years younger than us, and the whole fiasco with Torchwick and the White Fang?" Frost asked as he looked out the window with a look of remembrance. "Not really interested in overloading the one friend I have with all of my emotional baggage. Not exactly good for a relationship."

"Interesting…" Ozpin replied as the airship began its descent into the airfield just outside of Beacon Academy.

As the two got up to depart from the airship once it had landed, they made it a little ways away as the ship picked up to head back to the city proper before Ozpin reached into his cot with his free hand and pulled out what appeared to be an ordinary scroll. To Frost's confusion, instead of going to turn it on, he instead extended the scroll to Frost as though giving it to him. At the sight of the perplexed teen, Ozpin chuckled lightly before explaining why exactly he was giving it to Frost in the first place.

"You do realize that the scroll you had before doesn't have a map of the school grounds on it, I hope. It might be rather difficult finding your way around for a little while without some directions to assist you." With a look of understanding, Frost then reached towards Ozpin's hand to grab the scroll, but was stopped as Ozpin pulled the scroll away for a moment, once again to Frost's confusion. "But I need you to make me one small promise."

"Ok?" Frost asked with an unsure look on his face at the headmaster's sudden change in attitude. One moment it seemed like they were just having a casual conversation, the next Ozpin is turning up the serious factor by at least threefold.

"Once I give this to you, you are essentially promising to stay on the school grounds until I state that you are otherwise allowed to go out anywhere else." Ozpin's expression was frighteningly serious as he continued, his voice and gaze never once wavering. "You may have been able to convince the General and I that you are in fact innocent of the many crimes Torchwick himself has committed. But you have still acted as an accomplice to many of his other actions despite being in a less than ideal situation. So for the time being you will need to stay on campus under a form of probation until we can assume that you won't cause anything harmful for the other students here. Understood?"

"I don't really have a choice on this, so why even ask if I'm going to do something so boneheaded?" Frost asked with a small shrug as he looked away from Ozpin for a moment to examine the school grounds briefly before returning his gaze to the headmaster, his expression once again a mask with an inquisitively raised eyebrow. "I-I mean, o-of course I'll do my best to fit in!" Frost said as he suddenly saluted the headmaster, the intensity of his gaze chilling to his skin as Ozpin leaned back into a more casual stance with a chuckle.

"That's good." Ozpin replied as he began walking off towards the large clock tower in the centre of the Academy. "Oh, and a word to the wise? It might do to find more people to confide in. I've seen many students attempt to get through difficult ordeals on their own and it often goes less than ideally for them in the end. Those that trust in those around them to help when they need it, however? I've seen them go above and beyond the call of huntsmen on a daily basis. Food for thought." Frost pondered Ozpin's words for a few moments before noticing the time on his new scroll before he hastily pocketed it.

"There is no way I'm missing some freshly cooked food after the crap I've had to eat the last few months! This guy needs to get some meat on his bones again!" And with that, Frost sped off towards what his scroll had shown was the cafeteria, his legs glowing ever so slightly as he sped past a few students that had to scramble to avoid being bulldozed by the hungry new attendee of Beacon.

"Hmm. Decisions, decisions." Frost pondered as he looked between two different trays of food before him. On one lay a plate with a hearty helping of a beef stew in a bowl and a fresh steamy roll sitting next to it. On the other lay a piece of beautifully grilled chicken with some freshly cooked potatoes and vegetables. It was though the universe sought to tease him, forcing him to decide which of the wonderful meals he wished to partake in while denying the privilege to the tray he declines. "God why does choosing what to eat have to be so hard when it's actually good food for once."

"Personally I would take the chicken, since it's way better for if you're about to go out on a mission or about to get into a fight since the beef stew is way heavier on the digestion." A male voice sounded from just behind Frost as he glanced back to see who was speaking. When he turned he came face-to-face with four students in their school uniforms. All of them looked to be about his age, with two of them being boys, one with a slightly messy mop of blonde hair on his head and blue eyes while the other had dark, black hair with a single strand of pink and a small ponytail descending from the back of his head as well as pink eyes. The other two appeared to be girls, one of them with a long red ponytail and some sort of tiara in her hair with her bright green eyes, and the other with a short-cut orange haircut and bright teal eyes that seemed to be bugging out as she eyed the food just past Frost.

"Okay?" Frost started as he began to reach for the tray of chicken and vegetables, his progress halted as the orange-haired girl suddenly interrupted.

"Jaune, we all know you prefer the chicken due to your weak stomach. You're never gonna get any meat on those bones though if you don't eat more stuff like beef stew!" Her excitement drew a few sets of eyes from some students also currently in the cafeteria before they returned to their meals, the antics of said girl apparently the norm for this kind of thing.

Frost would have continued to watch the current escapade of the two students debating over which meal would be better while the other two acted as mediators as though this were a normal thing, had it not been for the appearance of the two girls he had run into back in the streets of Vale as they entered the cafeteria with two other girls, the first two easily recognized by the large volume of yellow hair and the rather large black bow atop equally black hair. "You know what, I think I'll take the stew. K, thanks, bye!" Frost stated quickly as he turned and grabbed the tray before quickly shuffling off to a faraway table from most of the crowd in the large building.

Frost breathed a sigh of relief as he managed to just avoid being seen by the last two people he currently wanted to deal with before he eventually sat down and began to enjoy the meal before him. As he took his first bite, his eyes lit up briefly as he experienced his first well cooked meal in at least a month or two. So engrossed in eating his newfound ambrosia was he, that he failed to notice the group of four people he'd met while debating his food choice and the group that happened to include Yang and Blake spot him from afar, their own meals now collected as they sought a place to sit. Frost was not aware they had seen him until he heard and felt the shifting of metal as trays and seats were moved about around him.

Frost looked up as he broke from his food trance as he looked around at the people seated around him. To his sides appeared to be that of the group he had been speaking to, with the other group sitting across from him. Yang herself appeared to have a slight smirk on her face while Blake had a look of minor apprehension as she occasionally looked between Yang and Frost. The rest sat in varying degrees of discomfort while one of them- this one with a mop of dark hair with red tips and a cloak of all things blissfully ate her own meal, completely unaware of the tension around her.

Frost took the first step as he returned his glance, hesitantly, to the blonde in front of him. "Can I…help you with something?" He asked cautiously before looking to the rest of them for answers.

"Yep!" Was the only reply Yang gave as she completely ignored the food in front of her, instead electing to simply eyeball the boy in front of her as he sheepishly looked from person to person.

After a few more moments of tension, the white haired girl across the table huffed out a low breath. "For goodness' sake Yang, just get on with it already!" The white-haired girl grumbled slightly before daintily picking into her own portion of chicken and vegetables.

"Fine. Have it your way Weiss." The blonde responded as she looked back at Frost. "So…how did it go with Ironwood?" Yang's bubbly smirk refused to dissipate in the slightest as she looked on at Frost.

Frost groaned inwardly as he gently dropped his spoon into the half-eaten bowl of soup before giving Yang a half-glare before responding. "About as well as you'd think given how the book I was GOING to give him was half-ashed when he got it! Something that wouldn't have happened had you elected to simply deck me instead of throwing a ball of fire AT MY FACE!" Frost looked around suddenly as he noticed that the building had become increasingly quiet after his brief snap at Yang. Upon gazing around the room he noticed that nearly every table of students had chosen to look in this direction to see what the cause of the suddenly loud noise was before slowly returning to their meals, some sustaining their gazes a little longer as they hesitantly went about their own business.

"Geez, don't need to be such a…hardash about it." Yang stated bluntly as the rest of the table groaned around her and Frost.

"Was that…a pun?" Frost asked incredulously with an eyebrow raised as he began to give Yang the stink eye.

"Oh, here we go…" The black and red-haired girl stated quickly before looking away awkwardly. The rest of the table also had various degrees of pained or displeased expressions as Yang simply continued to level a smirk at Frost's face.

"…Because normally I would applaud the effort that you went to for that one." Frost stated bluntly as the table shared a sudden motion of quickly turned heads as they all looked at Frost's small smirk. "Normally I would…if it wasn't because you made it difficult in the first place when I tried to explain myself to the General and your Headmaster. So for now…I'm gonna say that was in poor taste." Frost stated as he slowly ate a spoonful of stew before setting his spoon back into the bowl and gently pushing away from the table as he started to walk away, but not before a few parting words. "Especially with how good the food is. Too bad it's ruined by the company."

Weiss immediately got up to reprimand Frost for his behavior, were it not for the black and red-haired girl's timely intervention to calm her down. "Here isn't probably the best place for that, Weiss. We don't want another food fight on our hands. I think Glynda is still upset about last time."

"I'd go with Ruby on this one, Princess." Yang stated as she watched Frost leave the building swiftly, Weiss' only response being a brief huff before everyone carefully went about eating their meals. "Besides, I bet we'll run into him again at some point."

"Maybe next time we can avoid interrogating him, Yang?" Blake asked as she broke her own silence that she had been holding on to. "I think he's probably had enough of that with dealing with Ironwood for a few days."

"You're probably right." Yang shrugged before digging into her own food with gusto.

"Damnit!" Frost grumbled as he stood before the statue of some Huntsmen standing atop a pile of defeated Grimm, his fists clenched at his side as he took a deep breath. "I hoped that I wouldn't run into those two so soon after everything that happened. To be fair, I don't dislike Blake at all. She was doing her job and was likely thinking I had been sent by Torchwick or something given the scuffles they've had in the past. But I don't know what it is about Yang!" Frost stated as he marched over to a nearby bench before sitting down in a huff. "She comes off as this incredibly bubbly person, and yet she manages to crawl her way under your skin almost immediately from just talking."

Frost sighed as his shoulders and head dropped down in defeat. "Maybe I'm being a little harsh. I know she didn't mean to burn the book like that. But to make a joke about it in my face? I can't believe someone would have so little tact." Frost shook his head slightly, but was interrupted by a buzzing coming from his pocket. Upon inspection of the buzzing, it appeared as though his new scroll had already received its first message. This particular message happened to be stating that Ozpin would like a few words with him up in his office at the top of the clock tower. "Weird place for an office, but okay, I guess."

A few minutes later had Frost finishing his ascent to the office via the elevator in the building. The first thing that Frost noticed was that of the view of the courtyard of the school through the large window that looked out from the clock itself. The second thing he noticed was the fact that Ozpin was nowhere to be found. This struck Frost as odd, though his thoughts were dashed as he heard the ding of the elevator coming from behind him, Frost choosing then to turn around and see what he assumed to be Ozpin. He was instead faced with someone, or someone's, else.

"Great…" Frost groaned as he saw who had arrived by the elevator, that very group looking at Frost with varying degrees of surprised expressions on their faces. "…as if whatever you could call my lunch today wasn't bad enough."

"To be fair, we didn't exactly expect to even see you here after everything that happened in the city the other day." Blake stated as the group shuffled into the large room that was Ozpin's office. "Sorry about that, by the way."

"Already forgiven to be honest." Frost stated without emotion as he walked past the group towards the currently open elevator. "You were doing your jobs. It's as simple as that."

"I don't think you'll want to leave just yet, Mister Frost." Ozpin's voice came from another doorway as the entire group turned to face the now present Headmaster.

Yang barely failed to hold in a snort after hearing Frost's name. "Wait, his name is Frost? No wonder he was giving us the cold sh-"

"If you so much as finish that with 'shoulder' I will personally throw you out of that window over there," Frost motioned towards the large window overlooking the grounds. "And I know you can survive the fall from reading some of Torchwick's stuff before the book got torched. Even if the distance is Xiao Long."

"Oh good heavens there's two of them." Weiss groaned as she placed a hand on her face in exasperation.

Ruby immediately moved between the two of them, her arms flailing as Yang gave Frost a determined smirk while he returned he gaze with an equally strong glare. "Stop it you two! Now isn't the time! The Professor wanted to tell us something if we're all here!"

"Very astute of you, Ruby." Ozpin began as he slowly walked over to his desk before taking a seat at it carefully as he clasped his hands together before him. "There is in fact a reason I brought the 5 of you here today. You see, Frost is on a temporary probation due to…recent events." Ozpin carefully stated as he had made a promise to Frost not to give away anything over his full set of circumstances leading him here without Frost himself being the one to do so. "Due to Frost's sudden admittance into the school, outside circumstances permitting, he is in need of space to live while he is here. That is why, given the fact that Yang and Blake," Ozpin states as he looks at the two girls, "are the only students he remotely knew prior to arriving here, he will be staying with the 4 of you until we are able to work out other accommodations."

The room was silent for a moment as the group of 4 girls and 1 boy processed the information that had been given to them. After a few moments of silence, it was immediately shattered by the surprised shouts of 4 female students, and a less than pleased admittance by 1 man.

"WHAT?!"

"Well…shit."

So, once again going with a post-chapter AN this time. Mostly because I just wanted to get a likely important bit of news out of the way before the story keeps up on its current pace.

Those of you reading this likely have seen/read that I said I wouldn't be intending to use Volume 3 for material for this story. That has recently been changed in terms of how the story is going to progress. For what I have planned for at least the next 10 chapters has not changed from its current path. For anything following those, it will alter how the story continues on its route, if only to act as a means to get what I intend as a finale for the story. In truth, this story shouldn't be done, done for a couple months at least given how much I have now and how much I will likely come up with.

For those curious as to why I changed my mind? Look at the 2 most recent episodes of Volume 3. It's a bit of a potato theory, but my thoughts on "Yatsuhashi" randomly being in the forest like that in Episode 4 as well as the expression on Pyrrha's face at the end of Episode 5 has me thinking that Cinder is playing some sort of game using Neo's ability with illusions. Between that and Weiss taking a faceful of fire and Dust with her aura completely depleted? Waaay too relevant to one of the things that started this whole fic in the first place.

Either way, hope folks have been liking things thus far, and for those that are new? Welcome to my current RWBY project!