**Note: Set before the series at Taiyang’s home. Ruby is 5 years old.
“Uncle Qrow, Uncle Qrow!”
He was still getting used to that.
Of course, his eldest niece always addressed him the same way, but there was just something different about the way her younger sister said it, now that she was old enough to speak a bit more intelligibly. Yang would say it with a bit more reserve, or as much reserve as a seven-year-old could muster anyway.
But with Ruby, there was something infinitely more inspiring about the way she called his name.
He never felt he deserved to hear such a pure, innocent voice say the name of a man such as himself, who was just about as tainted as a person could get.
Announcer:alright! And next up we have... Um well on the sign-up sheet it just says "names are a social construct" so I'm not sure who-
Me:*walks on stage and takes the mic* hey folks how are we doing? Good? Great. Well, tonight I'm going to be doing a modern and minimalistic performance piece representing my hopes and dreams for the future! I hope you enjoy!
Me:*lays down on stage and starts crying and screaming*
SO UH, I got a shit ton of easter eggs on clearance last year and I’ve been planning on hiding them around my apartment complex’s park this year, I hid like six big eggs last year on a whim and the kids loved it so I bet they’ll get REALLY excited when they see a ton of eggs with rad little aliens and skateboards in em
I KNOW A LOT OF THE FAMILIES HERE ARE POOR AND NOT EVERYBODY GETS AN EASTER EGG HUNT SO I WANT TO DO SOMETHIN FOR EM AND I FIGURED HEY IF I HAVE THE EXTRA 20 BUCKS WHY NOT MAKE SOME KID’S DAY