A/N: Blake returns to her home with sun. There, they meet her parents.

An air horn sounded loudly as an offramp was being lowered on the ship bearing Blake and Sun to allow passengers to disembark. The town had many small buildings and homes set among dunes and palm trees. Sun and Blake made their way from the deck to the offramp. She proceeded without pause while Sun stopped to look at the town.

Sun: Huh.

Several Faunus in summer wear meander casually at the dock, some waiting for friends or family among the new arrivals. The dock was also a commercial area, with mobile kiosks selling food and other wares. It was a relaxed atmosphere on a sunny day. Sun was looking around while he and Blake disembark and walk through the market area together.

Sun: I've never seen so many Faunus in one place!

Blake: This is the one place everyone can feel safe, no matter who or what they are.

Sun: Wow, sure is, uh, crowded, huh?

Blake: Yes. Yes, it is.

Sun dodged a Faunus carrying a box

Sun: Is it always so... cramped?

Blake: Well, when you try and take an entire species and put them on an island that's two-thirds desert, yeah, it tends to be cramped.

Sun: What! You guys have that much more space? Why waste it? A little desert never hurt anyone!

Blake: It's not like the desert in Vacuo, Sun. The wildlife here is more dangerous than most other regions.

Sun: So, they give us a terrible island, in the corner of Remnant, to try and shut us up.

Blake: That's a pretty good summary, yeah.

Sun: Huh. Jerks.

Blake: We try to make the best of things.

The two paused in their walk to look at the view of the town the road affords. The road they were on went downhill and to the side, bordered by palm trees and homes that have either canvas or wood roofs. The vista of palm trees spreaded out to the edge of mountainous dunes in the distance. Right in the middle of all it is a large house with an open courtyard that the road appeared to lead directly to. The house was at least three stories and was the only building in the whole area with a sophisticated roof.

Sun: Whoa...

Blake: This, is Kuo Kuana.

Sun: It's ...beautiful. I take it all back. This place looks great! Why would anyone ever want to leave?

Blake: That's not the point, Sun! We asked to be equal, to be treated just like everyone else! Instead, we were given an island and told to make do. So we did the best we could. We came together and we made a home where any Faunus could feel welcome. But this island, this town, will always be a reminder that we're still not equal. That we're still second-class citizens.

Sun: Well, hey, this guy's feeling pretty at home.

Blake: Alright, time to go home.

Sun: Oh yeah?

He moved his hand to her other shoulder and pulled her in.

Sun: Which one's yours? Can you see it from here?

Sun used his free hand like a visor to help him peer at the houses.

Blake: Kind of.

Sun: Is it that one?

He pointed away from Blake.

Sun: What about that tiny one down there?

He pointed across Blake.

Sun: I like the paintjob.

Blake took Sun's arm by the wrist and directing it toward the large house.

Blake: It's ...that one.

Sun stared for a second before pointing his finger at her with a questioning expression. Blake nodded. Sun looked at her for a beat before taking his arm off her and stepping back. He covered the sides of his head and crouched a bit, staring wide-eyed at the house and making a comical, amazed noise. Blake and Sun walked up the stone steps to the front door of the house. Blake hesitated when she moved to use the knocker.

Sun: What is it?

Blake: I um ...it's just been a long time since I've seen my parents.

Sun: Well, you came all this way.

Blake took a quick breath for courage and banged the door knocker. It made a loud, heavy, resonating sound on the large door. Sun starred up, stepping back while Blake politely backed away from the door a few paces.

Sun: Okay, if we're being honest, that's kind of intimidating.

Both Sun and Blake gave a start at the sound of the door being opened. Kali Belladonna, a short, female cat Faunus was behind it, looking around at the visitors. Her ears perked and she moved the door out of the way so she could step forward when she recognized her daughter.

Kali: Blake?

Blake: Hi, mom.

She said as she awkwardly lifted her arm. Kale stepped forward and hugged her daughter.

Kali: My baby girl.

Blake hesitated, uncertain for a moment, before her face gentled into a smile and she hugged her mother back.

They stood in front of open doorway. From inside the house, footsteps came closer and a shadow fell onto the carpeted entryway. Kali let go of Blake and turned behind her at the sound of Ghira Belladonna's voice.

Ghira: Kali? Who is it?

Ghira stood with his hands on his hips, waiting to greet the visitor. His quizzical expression changed to wide-eyed surprise, before his hands, shoulders, and face all fall in a clear, emotional reaction to the sight of his daughter come home. Sun saw this and grinned, pleased at Blake's welcome as he turned to look at how she's taking it. Blake had her hands clasped in front of her, awaiting her father's reaction. Kali had not let go, with her hands supportively on Blake's shoulder and arm. Ghira said nothing, but smiled, clearly happy. Blake smiled back, relieved. She and Sun exchanged sideways glances. They eventually headed inside and started chatting with each other. Kali set down her cup on the table which She, Ghira, Sun and Blake all sat on the floor around.

Kali: We were horrified when we heard the news. The Kingdom of Vale isn't perfect, but it certainly didn't deserve what happened. Oh, we were both so worried.

Ghira: Please, I knew she'd be fine!

Kali: That isn't the slightest bit true. You should have seen him pacing.

Sun: You guys have nothing to worry about. I've seen your daughter in action before! And trust me, she's got some moves!

Blake, who was sipping from her cup while Sun spoke, abruptly lifted her head and swallowed at his last choice of words. Ghira glared at the young man on his right.

Ghira: And what exactly do you mean by that, Mr. Wukong?

Sun freezed and slowly turned toward his host.

Sun: I ...uh, well, you see sir, it's just that, you know, that she's such a good fighter and all, uh, and as a fellow fighter, I have a lot of respect for her...

Kali leaned over to Blake.

Kali: Why is he here again?

Sun: ...And her fighting. But also for her...

Blake: He just kind of followed me home.

Sun: ...because of her fighting. Not her looks. I mean, not to say she's not good-looking. She is! Very! Or...

Kali: I see.

Sun: ...slightly, I mean she's definitely above average. I mean, uh...

Sun struggled for words as all three Belladonnas watched him and waited for him to either get out of the hole he just talked himself into or keep digging. In the awkward silence, Sun used his tail to pick up the tea kettle and pour some more tea into his cup.

Sun: This tea is really good. Heh-uh.

Kali: I like him.

Blake: Mom!

The loud sound of the front door knocker resonated, catching everyone's attention.

Ghira: Darn it, I completely forgot about the meeting!

Ghira hit his fist onto the table and Kali quickly covered it with her hand.

Kali: Ghira...

Ghira: Give me a moment.

He got up and walked out.

Blake: Is everything okay?

Kali: Yes, dear, just poor timing. He can reschedule. It's just been hard dealing with them lately.

Blake: Dealing with who?

Kali: Hmm? The White Fang.

Sun & Blake: WHAT?!

Blake and Sun rushed to the door, where Ghira was speaking with two fox Faunus, Corsac Albain and Fennec Albain. The two visitors maintained respectful, formal postures, keeping their hands clasped before them.

Blake: Dad!

Ghira: Blake, what's wrong?

Corsac: Miss Belladonna.

Fennec: We had no idea you'd returned.

Every time either one of the two Albain brothers spoke, they gesture with their hands and end with clasping their hands before their chests again.

Blake: What are you doing talking to these people?

Ghira: This is Corsac and Fennec Albain. They represent the White Fang here in Menagerie now.

Sun: Those psychos are here, too?!

Fennec: Young man, I'm not sure what you've heard of our organization, but I can assure you, we're not nearly as ferocious as the media would have you believe.

Blake: What we've heard? We've seen firsthand. Your fanatics slaughtered people!

Ghira: What is she talking about?

Corsac: Precisely what we came to discuss with you, Your Grace.

Kali: Is everything alright?

Sun: Wait, you guys seriously don't know?

Ghira: Know what?

Blake: The White Fang was at the Fall of Beacon. They attacked innocent civilians and they released Grimm into the school.

There was a brief silence. Fennec makes an innocent, sideways glance at his brother. Ghira slowly turned to face the two White Fang representatives.

Ghira: Is this true?

Fennec: Sadly, Your Grace, it is.

Blake: Don't act like you're s.....

Ghira: That's enough!

He turned to the Albains.

Ghira: Explain yourselves.

Corsac: Though it pains us to admit, it has become apparent that the Vale branch of the White Fang is no longer operating under orders of High Leader Khan. Rather, they've elected to follow the rule of one Adam Taurus. I believe you're all familiar with the young adept and his... extreme philosophies.

Sun: You know, Beacon wasn't the first time the Fang started shooting up Vale!

Fennec: The High Council had their suspicions of a splinter group, but they could prove nothing until this latest incident.

Blake: "Incident"? People are dead!

Corsac: And it is a tragedy.

Fennec: Your Grace, we came to assure you that Brother Taurus and his followers do not represent the will of the White Fang.

Ghira: And how can I be sure of that?

Corsac: We understand if you bear any skepticism towards these claims. The White Fang's tactics are admittedly, more aggressive since you stepped down as High Leader and became Chieftain of Menagerie. But this, this is no way to make our message heard.

Fennec: We have ample documentation from the council meeting, as well as several strategies to apprehend and punish these strays if you care to review them.

Ghira: I will, but another day. I'd like some time to reconnect with my daughter.

Corsac: But of course, Your Grace.

Fennec: We completely understand. It was a pleasure to see you again, young Blake.

Corsac: We were saddened when we heard of your departure from the White Fang, but understand if you can no longer support our cause.

Fennec: It is a wearying fight, after all.

Blake: Who says I'm done fighting?

Corsac: Hmm ...If you ever do wish to return, you need merely come find us.

Fennec: Sister Ilia would be elated.

Ghira: Goodbye, gentlemen.

He firmly closed the door on them. Kali moved to stand closer and face her husband while Blake walked off.

Sun: So ...those guys were creepy.

Ghira: I really don't like you.

Outside, the two brothers descended down the steps, perfectly in sync and their formally clasped hands. Corsac, however, was now using the prayer posture that Fennec had been using all along.

Fennec: An interesting development, wouldn't you say?

Corsac: Interesting indeed.

Fennec: So, shall we inform Brother Adam?

Corsac: Oh, we shall.

They exchanged unsettling grins.

(Meanwhile).

Back at the tavern in Higanbana, the waitress was scrubbing the floor. The sound of approaching footsteps ceased when a voice addresses her, making the waitress look up.

Tyrian Callows: Excuse me.

He then licked his lips.

Tyrian: I was hoping you could ...help me find someone.

The mad man soon laughed maniacally.

A/N: It's Not Even That Damn Funny!!!!!