Greetings everyone! The Layman here...

Gigi: Qi qiqi!

And I'm Neo.

And at long last, not to mention a massive dry spell where I was working on another story, we're finally at the end of this little body swapping tale!

Gigi: Qiqiqi qii qiqi qiqi?

Well, and this is kind of embarrassing...but I sorta kinda maybe might have possibly run out of ideas. Slightly...

The Mighty and Powerful Magical Neo raises a suspicious eyebrow at the Buffoon, wishing he would just give into his feelings already and take her in his smexy, toneless arms and- *whack!whack!whack!whack!whack!* ...So this is the last chapter?

Yeah, pretty much.

Gigi: Qi qii qiqiqiqi qii?

So you remember that other story I've been mentioning? Well, I'm really enjoying working on that one and I have a lot more in it I want to tell with it. I haven't really been this passionate and productive since I was working on Stages, and it feels so good to be able to consistently work on something like that. And let's be honest, this story was kinda starting to seem stretched.

...huh, the Amorous and Slightly Unsure Magical Neo eloquently states.

Gigi: Qiqiqi qi qiiqiqii.

I've had fun with this one too, Gigi. Anywho, let's get this show on the road and start the finale!

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Slendyfan69: ok so evrythng is sepr8ed. Wut nxt?

Xbubblegum_PrincessX: Now you add the protarium sulfate to each vial. If any of them turn green, that means they weren't altered before everything was fused.

RecklessVenture: I still can't fathom why Alchemist couldn't just write this stuff down! I mean look at me; I keep copious notes on all of my inventions, and you don't see me stumbling over them whenever they need a tune up!

Slendyfan69: they all trned red.

Xbubblegum_PrincessX: Well, crap. ...OK, do you have any DNA samples from those affected girls?

Slendyfan69: ...[word deleted]! I NU I 4GOT SMTHNG!

Xbubblegum_PrincessX: Hang on, I need to afk for a second; I remember reading something about this...

*hubiedoobie has joined the chat*

hubiedoobie: Good news, everyone! I finally pass that kidney stone!

RecklessVenture: Thank you, Farnsworth, I don't know how any of us could have continued living without that absolutely vital information. Note the sarcasm.

Xbubblegum_PrincessX: I'm back now. You ready, Gretchen?

Slendyfan69: hit me!

Xbubblegum_PrincessX: OK, what you want to do first is...

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Team YBRW all stood in a row in front of Ozpin's desk, all looking rather edgy as they waiting for him to say something, the Headmaster looking from girl to girl before taking a sip from his coffee.

"So...," he said, putting his mug down, "you four have had quiet an interesting couple of days, from what I've heard."

Ruby coughed, nervously scratching Blake's ears. "What, um, exactly have you heard?" she asked.

"Oh, the usual things," he said causally, "some students got into a little brawl, but nobody reported it to any of the faculty, so that's water under the bridge. And there's yesterday when Glynda came to me with some concerns about the four of you..." YBRW collectively gulped. "...but if it were anything really serious she wouldn't have sounded so unsure. And then there's last evening."

At this the four of them gulped again, little beads of sweat starting to run down their faces.

"You see, there was something of a scuffle at a building owned by the SDC; White Fang related, if I remember Lisa Lavender's news report correctly. Anyway, this wasn't mentioned in the report, but it seems that the attackers were driven off by a team of students, which included the heiress of said company. The Fang managed to get away, apparently taking a crate of something, but what caught my attention was the security guard's description of the students who were at the facility at the time." He leaned forward slightly, coyly raising an eyebrow, "They bore a striking resemblance to the four of you."

"...Are we in trouble?" asked Weiss (in Yang's body).

"It's the job of Huntsmen and Huntresses to protect the people of Remnant," he said, leaning back, "why would you be in trouble for rising to your duty?"

This sent a wave of relief through the girls, all of them letting out sighs of relief. They'd all been so sure that the Headmaster had called them to punish them for their involvement in the food fight, or worse, to expose the body swap, or something equally as damning to their reputations.

He continued after he was sure none of the girls had anything to say, "I'd actually like to commend you girls on your handling of the situation; the White Fang could have gotten away with much more than they did if you weren't conveniently there to stop them."

"...thanks?" Blake said, blinking in confusion at Ozpin's odd phrasing. "Um...why bring us up here to tell us that?"

"Because I didn't want the other students feeling jealous, I know teenagers can be sensitive about things like that." He took another sip from his coffee, "Anyway, you can all go back and help clean up the cafeteria now, that was all I wanted to say." He took out his Scroll and opened up some documents as YBRW all moaned in annoyance.

"Really?!" Yang wondered, "Come on! Couldn't you just, you know, let us go back to our room or something?"

"Because, Miss Rose," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument despite still sounding jovial and easy, "you were all still involved in the carnage, so it stands to reason that you should all help clean up after it; you don't get out of your punishment just because I pulled you aside to say 'good job'. Just think of it as...well, cleaning up some food you spilled."

"Y-yes sir," she stammered, twiddling Ruby's fingers awkwardly. (Something Ruby tended to do when she was embarrassed.)

"Thank you for understanding." He nodded to the girls, and called to them as they left, "And when you see Professor Peach, please let her know that Glynda doesn't appreciate her sending students out to get headlight fluid, won't you?"

The girls skidded to a stop, looking back in abject shock at the elder Huntsman. Ozpin looked up from his Scroll and cordially waved at the girls before returning to whatever was on the screen.

When they were finally in the elevator, Ruby blurted out "Do you think he knows?"

"How could he? We haven't mentioned it to anyone besides Professor Peach," Weiss pointed out. She gave Yang a hard stare, "...unless one of us let something slip."

Yang threw Ruby's hands up defensively, "Do look at me! Except when I'm in the shower, I've always been with one of you guys!"

"What about when Ruby jumped out the window?" Blake asked. "Didn't you run out of the room right after she jumped?"

"I did WHAT?!" Ruby shrieked,

"Yeah! You obviously weren't in your right mind then, you could have blabbed without realizing it."

"You were by yourself too, Weiss; I left you alone in the room, you could have mentioned it any time between then and when we met back up at Professor Peach's lab."

"I was the one who suggested we keep this a secret in the first place!"

"No, seriously, what happened to me?"

"Why would I talk about this if I wanted it kept a secret?"

"Because you're in my body and I don't always make the best decisions?"

"Hah! So you admit it!"

"Only sometimes!"

"All I know is that I didn't say anything."

"Which we only have you word for..."

"And what's that suppose to mean, Schnee?"

"I literally have an hour long gap in my memory, someone tell me what happened!"

"Just that you don't seem to have a problem keeping secrets from us."

"Careful there, you're treading on some thin Weiss-"

"Not the time, Yang!"

"Go stand in the corner and think about what you just did."

"Aw, come on! I've barely been able to make any good puns since this whole thing started, give me a break!"

"Guys? Can we please-"

"The last thing we need right now is more of your terrible puns; it's bad enough that I'm making them now!"

"Forget about the puns for a second, I still want to know why Weiss doesn't trust me."

"Oh, I don't think we done yet-"

"Because for well over a month you kept the fact that you were a Faunus hidden from us, and old habits aren't easy to break. That's why."

"That's because you were a Faunus hating racist! And you're one to talk right now!"

"Hey, don't just ignore me; I may not be in my own body right now, but my temper still burns!"

"I though you were supposed to be in the corner?"

"Maybe you're just trying to shift focus because you were-"

"EVERYBODY JUST SHUT UP, OK?" Ruby suddenly exploded, frantically waving Blake's arms around the confined space. Weiss, Blake and Yang all stared at the Faunusized fifteen year old, their eyes wide, blank, and with pencil scratch borders. When she was sure she had her friends' attention, Ruby continued. "Look, it doesn't matter if Professor Ozpin knows or not; if he thought it was important then he would have said something while we were still in his office, right?" She paused to let her point sink in. "Now I know that none of us like the idea of not being able to go back to our original bodies and that stinks and everything, but there's a part of my memory from earlier today that's completely blank; could I please know what happened?" She added a pouty face for good measure, its effects magnified by the fact that Blake had cat ears.

Once the rest of Team YBRW recovered enough from their respective "Error 304: thinking not found" moments, they began to see Ruby's point. (Insomuch as they realized that they were being really petty for no real reason.)

"Sorry, Rubes," Yang apologized, rubbing the back of her sister's head sheepishly, "I guess we're a little on edge, huh?"

"Yeah...," agreed Blake, "Sorry for losing my temper."

A smile crept onto Blake's (Ruby's) face, "Thanks guys." She turned to Weiss, "Et tu, Weiss?"

Weiss grimaced, straining with every fiber her being (Yang's being?...) before finally breaking down. "Fine! I'm sorry for losing my temper, and for implying things about Blake. Happy now?"

"Yep!" she said, popping the P. "Now...can I please know what happened early-"

She was interrupted by the sound of someone coughing outside the elevator.

Which was weird, because they were all pretty sure they were still going down.

"*ahem*!" the mystery person coughed again, finally getting YBRW's attention. They all looked at the doors, which were now open; standing there were Team JNPR and Sun Wukong, all staring awkwardly at the body swapped RWBY. Sun was just taking his fist away from his mouth, obviously the one who had coughed obviously, the others all trying not to look embarrassed for their accidental eavesdropping.

Except for Nora, who was looking strangely satisfactory for some reason.

"Um...how long have you guys been standing there?" Weiss asked apprehensively.

"Since about the time Ruby made that awful pun," Pyrrha supplied, the first one to words.

Jaune looked equally apprehensive, not quite sure how to broach the subject, "...did something happen to you guys?"

"That's...kind of a long story," supplied Yang, sheepishly rubbing the back of Ruby's head.

"Does it have anything to do with how you guys somehow switched bodies after that one mission a few days ago?" Nora guessed, which caused YBRW to react much like they had at Ruby's surprise outburst, only this time with Ruby joining her friends. "What?" she asked at YBRW's and her own Team's shocked stares, "It was obvious!"

"So that's why Blake and Ice Queen ("Hey!") were acting weird the other night!" Sun realized, "That makes so much sense!"

"I don't know what that is. But seriously, I'm surprised the rest of you guys didn't figure it out sooner."

Ren shook his head, "It's sad I'm not surprised by this..."

"So wait, you knew about us the entire time and you didn't think to mention it?" Blake wondered.

Nora shrugged, "I figured you'd tell us when you were ready."

Blake's protest died before it could even be conceived. "...that's fair, I guess."

"Is it permanent?" Pyrrha asked. "I mean, is there a way for you all to return to your normal bodies?"

"We're hoping," Blake sighed, "Professor Peach is working on something that might work, we're just waiting to hear back from her. In the mean time..." She grabbed Sun by the ear and started dragged him away, "You and I need to have a talk about interpreting signals."

"Owowowowowowowow!" Sun countered, tripping along as Weiss (Blake) led him off to scold him.

In the awkward silence that followed, Yang suggested "You guys wanna hang out in our room?"

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"...Yes! Perfect twelve!" Yang cheered, moving her Grimm miniatures around the board, "I still got it!" She pointed emphatically at Nora, "I hope you brought your parachute with you, cause you're going down!"

"Fat chance, shorty," the bubbly berserker countered, "because you just activated my trap card, giving me a bonus to my defense points! Let's see you try to topple this Queen's castle!"

"Why did we let them play that inane game?" Weiss asked. "It's even more nonsensical now than it was at the tournament." She let out of long suffering sigh, "The day I attempt to play that game is the day I say yes to Jaune's poor attempts at wooing me."

Jaune looked deflated at this, Pyrrha putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. (She would subtly hint that she would be his girlfriend later.)

"It's actually pretty fun once you get the hang of it," Ruby explained, "Ooh, we should play it as a team; it could be a team building exercise!"

"Shouldn't we be more worried about Torchwick and the White Fang?" Blake wondered, looking troubled, "They're still out there, and they're not going to wait for us to get our bodies sorted out."

"Well, I'm not doing anything until I get back in my proper body," Weiss declared, "it's bad enough having to constantly deal with Yang's massive chest and general poor respiratory health, but I'd rather not get a severe migraine ever type I use my Semblance." She huffed, "Or go through outfits faster than normal..."

Jaune looked confused, "Wait, why would you-"

"I don't want to talk about it!" she said hurriedly, Yang's face rouging slightly.

"Ha ha!" Yang cheered, throwing Ruby's arms in the air like she just didn't care, "Your Queen needs to find another castle, Nora, cause I just concurred all of Remnant!" She reached across the board and drew all the pieces into her embrace, nuzzling them with her (Ruby's) chin. She sighed, "It's good to be the best..."

Nora pouted. "Ooooh! You haven't seen the last of me, Yang Xiao-Long; one day the Holy Sloth Empire will rise! Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your-"

She was interrupted when Ren grabbed her arm and started leading Nora towards Blake's bunk, "OK, no more sugar for you tonight."

"When did she have sugar?" Jaune asked, before realizing the words he was saying. "...yeah, never mind, stupid question."

As everyone nodded in agreement, the sound of running footsteps could suddenly be heard outside. Before anyone could wonder what the sound was, the door slammed open ("Who forgot to lock the door Yang?" "Why do think it was me?"), revealing the often elusive (and currently out of breath) Professor Peach standing there, looking like she was about to collapse in a heap. ...as opposed to her normally just looking like a heap.

"I've...*pant*, *pant*...figured it out! ...*pant*..oh gawd!" She leaned against the door frame, "...who the heck are these people?"

"Um, hi there, Prof," Yang said, waving uncertainly at the frumpy teacher, "you figured what out?"

"I think I've come up with a way to return your souls back to their original bodies," she explained, heedless of Team JNPR's presence. She adjusted her glasses, "As you can image I needed some help from my colleagues and I obviously haven't been able to test it yet, but the theory is as sound as it's ever going to get. So if you'll get your Faunus off the ceiling and follow me we can begin immediately."

Everyone looked up to see Ruby (Blake) clinging to the ceiling for dear life, looking like she just seen a ghost.

"Come down from there," Weiss sighed, tapping Yang's foot impatiently.

"...is the Scary gone yet?" the Faunusized fifteen year old whimpered, shaking.

Blake turned to the frumpy professor. "We'll meet you there," she said, "it might take a little while to get Ruby down from there."

"Fine, just don't take too long, I have a very important Science that needs doing." Professor Peach turned and headed back down the hall. "If your little friends want to come and watch, I suppose they can." She turned back to glare at JNPR, "So long as they don't touch anything, am I clear?"

"Yes Ma'am!" Jaune said instinctively, flinching as her gaze passed over him. The other members of the team all nodded their consent.

Satisfied, Peach headed off to set up the supposed cure, leaving the teens to figure out how to calm Ruby down.

Needless to say, Weiss and Yang turned to Blake.

"...What?"

"You're the expert here," Yang pointed out, "How are we gonna get my sister down?"

"Why would Blake know how to do that?" Jaune asked, a question marks floating over his head.

This gave the three of them (Ruby was preoccupied) pause. To their knowledge, none of them had told JNPR about Blake being a Faunus. They'd all agreed to not make a big deal of it after the day at the docks, respecting Blake's wish that people get to know Blake as herself first. This meant that they hadn't told JNPR, who were arguably their closest friends at Beacon, about it.

Now, though, there didn't seem to be much choice.

Blake turned to JNPR. "You guys have to promise not to talk about this around anyone else, OK?" she pleaded.

"We promise," Pyrrha said, speaking for the group.

Blake took a deep breath, steeling herself. "...I'm a Faunus," she blurted out, "a cat Faunus, specifically. On top of that, I used to be part of the White Fang- But I'm not anymore! With the White Fang, I mean! So, um...yeah."

For a moment, no one said anything.

Ren was the first one to break the silence. "That...makes sense," he noted.

"Wow," said Jaune, "that's kinda cool! I used to know some Faunus back home."

Pyrrha smiled gently, "I'm glad you decided to tell us; we won't hold your past against you."

All in all, it went over about as well as Blake could have hoped for.

"Pfft, I totally called it!"

Including and/or despite Nora's contribution, depending.

"Thanks, guys!"

"Yes yes," Weiss interjected, "we're all happy that the cat's out of the bag-"

"Hah!"

"Shut up, Yang! ...but could someone please help me pry our leader off the ceiling?"

After about five minutes of throwing ideas around ("No seriously, we all just need to channel our inner sloths, and...") until Blake gave in and asked Yang for her laser pointer.

Long story short, Blake once again swore everyone to silence and forbade Yang from using it in her presence once they were all back in their proper bodies.

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"What happened to you all?" Gretchen Peach asked as YBRW and JNPR trudged into her lap, sopping wet.

Weiss glared at her, gritting Yang's teeth, "You really need to get rid of that lever..."

"...whatever," the scientist said, waving dismissively, "you're all here now, and that's what matters." Pressing a few randomly beeping and colorful buttons, she gesturing to a contraption in the center of the room, under a spotlight.

"Contraption" was putting it nicely; the thing looked more like a torture device than something that would unswap their souls. (Granted, none of them knew what a machine meant to reunite a soul with its proper vessel looked like, but it probably didn't look nearly so...you know?) It was four chairs facing away from each other, each fitted with a device that looked like something you'd see in a hair salon. In the middle of all this was a large glass bulb that crackled with lightning.

None of them found it particularly appealing.

"Team RWBY, take a seat."

Team YBRW all gulped.

Loudly.

"Do we have to...?" Ruby asked, looking like- ...*sigh*, a frady cat.

Darn you, Yang...

"Yes," Professor Peach said curtly, throwing a lever on a nearby console. The crackling in the bulb intensified, prompting massive sweatdrops to form on the group. "Don't worry, it's probably safe."

This did not instill any of them with confidence, particularly YBRW.

"OK, look," she explained, noticing how jittery everyone (who wasn't her) was, "it wasn't just the Dust that caused this, it was a combination of the Dust and the energy given off by the Alchemist's explosion. And let me tell you, it was hell trying to figure out the exact frequency of the micropulsations! I had to get all my scientist friends to help out and everything! I'm just lucky Xbubblegum_PrincessX knows so much about chemistry, or else I probably would have been at this for-" She was interrupted by every very loudly clearing their throats. "Right. Anyway, this machine is designed to oscillate at the opposite frequency which, when combined with the original unaltered Dust, should reverse the original effects and put you all back in you original bodies." She turned briefly to JNPR, "Not you four though, unless something similar happened to you that we don't know about?" They all shook their heads.

"Hang on," Nora said, "let me check." Her face scrunched up as she tried really really hard to see if she were some somebody else. (Pyrrha, for instance.) "...Nope! I'm good!"

"We're still ourselves," Pyrrha assured the [let's not beat around the bush here] mad scientist, "The most unusual thing that has happened to us is the fact that Nora placed second runner up in the R:TG tourney the other day."

Gretchen nodded satisfactorily, "Then you may want to step back; I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that you don't want to end up like these girls are now. That and I only have the one good sample, so I wouldn't be able to reverse this a second time."

Team JNPR all took a very noticeable step back from the "contraptioninator".

"OK then! If Team RWBY will take their seats in the Contraptioninator here..."

Ruby rubbed Blake's shoulder nervously. "A-are you sure it's safe?' she asked.

"Not one bit," the scientist admitted shamelessly, "But that's why we test these things."

"So you have tested this?" Blake deduced.

"I'm about to."

"Gulp!"

That was Ruby, by the way.

"Well," Yang shrugged, "might as well get this over with, right Ice Queen?"

"That better not become a thing," Weiss griped, stomping over to the machine and taking a seat. "Throw the switch, Professor!" The rest RWBY (because they hopefully won't be YBRW much longer) followed suit and picked a seat, eager to set things right. Once all the seats had been filled, the hair salon doohickeys whirred to life, lowering onto the girls' heads.

"Hold onto your butts, girls!" Chuckling in a not at all evil manner, Gretchen grabbed the handle of a rather large breaker switch ("I WAS JOKING!") and threw it. The bulb in the middle glowed even brighter, and smoke started to rise from the base of the machine.

"Is this supposed to happen?" Yang asked worriedly.

"Everything's fine," she assured the (petite) brawler, messing with various dials on the console, "just sit tight for a couple seconds..."

By now the smoke had completely obscured the girls of RWBY, sparks of lightning occasionally flickering in the cloud.

"Um...they're alright in there, ...right?"

"Aaaaaaaaand...," Gretchen said, completely ignoring Jaune, "...done!" She threw the switch back and everything started to die down, the smoke beginning to dissipate.

"Hey, Weiss? Ruby? Blake? You guys O-"

"You forgot Yang," Nora helpfully pointed out.

"...And Yang," he continued, "Are you guys OK?"

"Hack!" Ruby announced, coughing. "This didn't happen last time!"

"That's because we were all unconscious," Weiss reminder her, "if you'll recall."

Blake groaned, "I feel like I just ate all the tuna in the school..."

"Knowing Ruby, she might have."

"Hey!"

"Lay off my sister, Schnee; don't think I'm afraid to hit a girl!"

By this point the smoke had cleared enough to see the girls again. They were still sitting in the chairs; Blake was gingerly holding her stomach, Ruby was pounding her chest (to get rid of the smoke she ingested), and Weiss was arguing with Yang about something that they'd ultimately both forget about an hour later.

"Did it work?" Pyrrha wondered. They still looked pretty much the same as before, and the fact that "Weiss" and "Yang" were bickering wasn't a good indicator; Weiss and Blake had a strained relationship since day one, even before Blake revealed her heritage, and if she remembered how the switched had worked, then the scene before them wouldn't be outside the realm of possibility.

"Only one way to find out!" Nora reasoned, grabbing Jaune and shoving him towards the "heiress".

"Um...," he stammered, looking up from Weiss's lap, "...hi?"

"...no," she said with an icy coldness, kicking the scraggly blond off of her.

"Well I'll be damned," Ren marveled as his leader skidded to a stop at his feet, "it worked."

"You got that right, Ren!" Yang heartily agreed, "I'm me again and that ain't no Lie!"

"Boooooo!" Nora said, popping out from behind Ren to deliver that gem.

She also chucked another apple at Yang's head.

"Ow!"

"Serves you right," Weiss scolded, stretching her back, before an incredible thought occurred to her, "And now that we're back in our own bodies...I don't have to make any horrendous puns anyone!"

Ruby let out a contented sigh, "I'm just glad I don't have cat instincts anymore; I don't even want to think about what would have happened if I got my hands on some catnip."

"It's...not pretty...," Blake begrudgingly admitted, blushing nearly the same color as Ruby's cloak.

"My heart bleeds for you," Professor Peach said, completely insincere and toneless. She pointed to the door, "now get out of my lab."

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And there you have it, folks; the conclusion to Dif'rent Faces!

Gigi: Qiqiqiqi qi qiqiqiiqi qiqi!

I had fun too, Gigi: we got hang out, eat some snacks, and I even got a creepy girlfriend/fangirl/therapist out of the deal! I'd say this fic was a win!

It was an interesting diversion from the ice-cream parlor, states the Imperious and Sexy Magical Neo, wishing she could have snuggled with her "Sweet Baboo" for a bit, possibly with the Stuffed One with Spunk joining- *whackwhackwhackwhackwhack!* ...I had fun too.

...Neo's subconscious not withstanding.

I-i-it's not like I tried to get ensnared by your pathetic, limp physique and pasty, sallow complexion and vacant, smexy- *whackwhack!* B-b-b-baka...

Gigi: *sweatdrops*

Okaaaaay then... Ignoring Neo's sudden Tsundere turn, I'd like to take this time to send a shout out to some of the people who've reviewed this little fic of mine and put up with all our nonsense. Gigi, do you have the list I wrote out earlier?

Gigi: Qi! *hand list to Author*

Thanks you. *ahem*! Firstly, thanks to Ace Wolfbalde for being the first person to review, as well as everyone who offered suggestions that helped make the story what it is. (Not to mention the person who appreciated the whole reason why I wrote Chapter 1 in the first place; I'm looking at you, "Guest".) Thanks to dracohalo117 for consistently reviewing every single chapter! You rock, man! Thanks to SlightlyOff7 for being such a good sport and putting up with us during all the shenanigans that went on behind the scenes. (The whole Possible Thing That Should Not Be fiasco comes to mind...) Thanks to AdamthePyromancer, who got the joke in Chapter 11 that I did purely for my own satisfaction; you have good taste, sir. Thanks to Half-Blind Otaku for introducing me to The Mighty and Powerful Magical Neo. (Go check out his story "Magical Girl Glitter Glynda-chan", it's hilarious and it's where Her Ladyship originally hails from.) Thanks to KuletXCore for sharing this story on the RWBY subReddit. They also made a neat little chart to help make sense of Who's Who in the swap. You can check it out at (reddit "." com "/" 3odzi8), but I'll see if I can't recreate it here. Let's see...

Original...is in the body of

Ruby...Blake

Weiss...Yang

Blake...Weiss

Yang...Ruby

Her Ladyship glances up from the Buffoon's computer, having looked up the original chart. Yours leaves something to be desired, she remarks, struggling between her unrequited feeling for the Buffoon and how obviously mediocre his version of the chart is.

S-shut up! I'm working on a shoestring budget here, and part of that goes into the basic amenities!

Gigi: Qi qiqiqi qii qiqi.

Oh, right. Anywho, a big thanks to everyone who reviewed, followed, and favorited "Dif'rent Faces", y'all made writing this enjoyable and fun. And not to be too presumptuous, if y'all could give "Sins of the Future" a little love, that would be swell.

Gigi: Qiqii qiqiqiqi qiiqii, qi qiqi?

You know, I'm not sure. ...either of you ladies up for some ice-cream?

The Extraordinary and Slightly Peckish Magical Neo rubs her stunning, porcelain chin thoughtfully, Hmm..., I should probably check on how my business is doing...

Gigi: Qii qiqiqi qi qiqi.

Then you'll probably like the new flavor we're introducing, "Nutty Nyarlathotep Crunch".

Ooh, sounds scrumptious! Well, I'm The Layman...

Gigi: Qi qiqi!

Bow before the Powerful and Lusty Magi- *whackwhackwhackwhack!* ...and I'm Neo.

...and thanks for reading Dif'rent Faces! See y'all later!

fin.

Bumblebee Stinger! (Lead in to Volume 2...)

Blake sat in the (strangely empty) library, reading a book recommended to her by Lie Ren. She normally didn't go for mysteries, but this one was actually enjoyable all things considered. (She totally figured out the ending by chapter two, but it was still written well enough that she didn't mind seeing the journey through to its conclusion.)

...scorpions don't work like that, she mused as the Rooster Killer monologued about their villainous plan.

Needing a minute to recover from that particular bit of stupidity she marked her place and sat down at one of the library's information terminals, typing in "White Fang" in the keyword search. After a couple seconds a bunch of newspaper articles popped on screen, all themed around the formerly peace group. She clicked on the most recent one, a story about an incident at an SDC owned facility where a group of Huntresses in train thwarted a break in and chased the White Fang off before they could steal anything more than a crate of useless, conceptual prototype weapons.

While was reading another article popped up, this one dated today. The headline read "White Fang Attack Hospital", along with a picture of the smoking remains of the building's entrance. The article further explained that the institute was founded by the SDC in memory of one of the dead family members.

A "thonk" was heard as Blake let her head fall forward onto the table in frustration. "We're not doing enough...," she groaned.

She was about to head back to RWBY's dorm when something caught her eye, twitching in the corner of her vision.

Taunting her.

She stayed perfectly still, lest she tip the twitching thing off and scare it away. She pretended to read more of the article (there was something about how there thankfully hadn't been any fatalities), all the while waiting for the right moment to attack.

The thing was slowing down now, becoming less agitated. She waited for it to shift a bit more in her direction-

WHAM!

"Whoa there, Kitty Cat!" Sun Wukong said from behind her, "That's the only tail I got! I plan on using it later today."

Blake turned around and glared at Sun, her face only slightly blushing due to her animalistic display. Sun was currently holding his tail close and petting it gently.

"I may not be Yang," she said, fighting back the embarrassment, "but if you call me 'Kitty Cat' again, I'll punch you."

Sun help up his hands in surrender. "OK, OK, no need to get snippy. It's just that you looked so serious that I thought I'd do a public service and lighten the mood." He stuck his hands in his pants pockets. "Bummed about the radical nut jobs giving you and me a bad name?"

Blake sighed, whatever minuscule shred of anger at the monkey Faunus replaced with deflated frustration. "Yes, I am." She gestured to the holographic screen, "They attacked a hospital, a hospital! It doesn't matter than it was owned by the SDC, they crossed a line no one should cross." She sighed again. "If we don't do something, they'll get even bolder than this..."

"Then I guess we'd better do something, huh?" Sun suggested, looking thoughtful; he rubbed his chin while his tail poked the side of his head. After a short minute he said "Wanna prowl the town tonight? Break starts tomorrow, so no one's really gonna mind if we stay up late."

Blake smiled at this; even if they didn't find anything Fang related, it was still better than sitting around the school twiddling their thumbs.

"Meet me at the airship pad at 9:00," she told him, shutting the terminal down, "we'll go over the plan then."

"Pfft! We don't need no stinking plans! I'll have you know that my gut instinct has never lead me astray in my entire life!"

She raised an incredulous eyebrow.

"But," he conceded, "if having a plan makes you feel better..." He scratched the back of his head nervously, "And on the off chance we don't find anything, I was thinking maybe we could share a bowl of noodles?"

"I'll...consider it," she said coyly, walking off, "so long as you don't try to seduce me like before."

"...I only promise to try."

actual fin.