Weiss quirked an eyebrow at the strange flier in front of her.

Outside, a large commotion was being raised as students clamored over something. Intrigued, Weiss decided to see what had gotten everyone in such a state.

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…

Of course… it was Ruby… in a giant turkey costume…

Apparently Ruby was the “Lucky Turkey” everyone was supposed to catch.

“Aren’t you going to join in?” Yang asked as she approached.

“Not in the slightest,” Weiss replied stiffly. “I haven’t time to waste on such frivolousness.”

“Too bad,” Yang grinned. “I heard Professor Port had something to do with this as well.”

Weiss quickly focused on Yang.

“Maybe the prize is extra credit?” Blake wondered.

“I can’t believe she’s trying to get extra credit without us!” Weiss yelled.

“Doubt it,” Yang and Blake answered at the same time, but Weiss would have none of it if it meant extra credit for her classes were on the line.

“Come you two! We’ll need a plan to catch Ruby!” Weiss ordered imperiously.

Yang looked at Blake and grinned. Blake shrugged and offered her suggestion.

Obviously, the plan failed. Ruby whizzed by, picking up several cookies as she passed. How did she pick them up with those wings or eat with a construction paper beak? Weiss will never know.

“After her!” Weiss shouted.

Ruby noticed them and veered off. With short bursts of speed, she kept just out of their reach, their fingers barely grazing her tail feathers. Giggling the entire time, Ruby danced around her friends with a surprising amount of grace and finesse.

“Just… a …. bit …. more…!” Weiss gritted as she reached with every centimeter her fingers can stretch.

Her hand slowly closed and she felt the soft feathers firmly within her grasp. She grinned. Victory was hers! Extra credit was hers!

The feathers were plucked and she fell back with a shriek as Ruby sped off.

“Well… that was a bust,” Yang stated as she caught up.

She and Blake had similar luck, only a handful of feathers each.

“What’s that?” Weiss asked as she noticed something attached to the feathers.

Each of them had a feather with a specific message for them.

Blake smirked. “She’s good. She kept just out of reach until we were about to grab our own messages.”

Yang grinned. “I think this is better than extra credit, don’t you?”

Weiss frowned. Then smirked. Then felt confused. Normally, nothing was more important than being the best… but… this was pretty nice.

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“Ah! I see you three were successful!” Professor Port’s voice boomed across the field. Following him was team JNPR in varying states of fatigue and damages.

“These four were successful too! Come along now! The Prize is this way!”

At their curious glances, Ren answered, “Nora’s plan to catch Ruby. Involved rope, a door, copious amounts of honey and red sap, two replicas of full grown Ursae, and Jaune’s left sock. Didn’t work.”

Warily following their professor into the forest, the group stopped and jaws fell. Shock, awe, maybe even from fear.

“Ahem!” Professor Port cleared his throat proudly. “As promised, the prize will be a once-in-a-lifetime ride on this rare turkey Grimm, the Meleegris. Careful now, they can pack quite the punch!”

Needless to say, no one wanted to… except Nora.