Clover could barely think as he stared at the red eyes that belonged to the wizard Qrow. He could barely process the fact that the man known for stealing hearts had saved him just a few days ago. The face that the red eyes belonged to smiled down at Clover. Then, Qrow turned to the fire.

"Yang, look at you, you're being so obedient." Qrow said, his rough voice maintaining the idea of softness. 

"Not on purpose!" Yang said defensively. "He bullied me!" 

"Not just anyone can do that." Qrow said, turning back to Clover. "Any you are, who?" He asked.

Clover was flustered, barely able to form sentences. He gathered himself up and took a deep breath before answering. "You can just call me Grandpa Clover. I'm your new cleaning person, I just started today." 

Qrow nodded, then gently nudged Clover aside, taking control of the cooking. "Hand me two more pieces of bacon and six of the eggs." He said. Clover did as he was told and handed them too the wizard. As Qrow grabbed the eggs from Clover's hands, Clover couldn't help but notice the many rings on his hands. These were the same rings that he had worn a few days ago.

"So tell me, Clover, who hired you?" Qrow asked, continuing to cook.

"Uh, Yang did. She's disgusted by how dirty this place is." Clover lied. He gave Yang a look, telling her to stay quiet. She seemed to understand. 

"Uh, Master Qrow?" Ruby spoke up. "You've been summoned by the King, as both Harbinger and Branwen. What are you going to do?" 

Qrow took the last of the food off of the fire. "I am going to worry about that later. Right now, let's eat." 

Ruby ran over to the table and shoved things around to make room for them to sit. She pulled out two forks and a spoon, all covered in grime and held them out to Clover. "Which do you want? You can only have one since the rest of them are dirty." Clover sighed and grabbed the least disgusting one, rubbing it on his shirt to get as much of the grime off of it. 

"Let eat my friends!" Qrow said, taking a spoon from Ruby. Ruby dug in like an animal, and Clover was torn between deciding if he should laugh or sigh. 

"So, what are you hiding in your pocket Clover?" Qrow asked, setting down his spoon. 

"What are you-" Clover stopped when he felt his pocket and realized that there was something there. He pulled out a slip of paper, one that he didn't remember putting there.

"Hand it here," Qrow said. As Clover went to pass it to the red eyed wizard, the paper magically jumped up and fell on the table. It seemed to burst, leaving scorch marks where the ink had been. The new marks on the table seemed to be some strange language. Ruby stood on her chair.

"Can you read it Master Qrow?" She asked.

"It's an old language, I haven't seen it used in a long time." Qrow said, staring intensely at it. Clover got chills just thinking about the strange language. 

"It says: 'You who swallowed a star, oh heartless man. Your soul will soon belong to me." Qrow read aloud. 

"Is it from the Witch of the Waste?" Ruby asked. Clover's blood boiling thinking of that terrible woman, the woman who had cursed him. Qrow ignored the young girl and placed his hand over the marks on the table.

The marks disappeared. "They're still there, but we can't see them anymore." Qrow said. "Now excuse me friends, please continue your meal." Qrow stood up and headed towards the stairs.

"Yang, would you move the castle fifty miles west of here? And make me some hot water for my bath." Qrow said. Yang grumbled under her breath, but seemed to do as she was told. 

Ruby turned to Clover, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "You don't work for the Witch of the Waste, do you?" She asked.

Clover's face turned a shade of bright pink, which he didn't think was possible in his older state. "I would never work for that woman! She's the one who-" Clover seemed to have lost his ability to speak. "She's the one who- AH, just shut up and finish your breakfast!" Clover said, digging into his own food.

They finished breakfast and Clover decided to start his cleaning. He looked all over the castle, searching for cleaning supplies. He found some unused ones, which didn't surprise him, and began to clean the downstairs. 

It took him about half the day, moving at a steady pace. Ruby was rushing around, saving magic supplies. A few customers had stopped by to pick up spells, but she turned them away and told them to come another time. 

Yang was suffering more than anyone else from Clover's cleaning rampage. No one was giving her more logs to burn and she was on the brink of going out.

"Clover, please, just a few logs. I need them." She begged, but Clover just continued to clean. Finally, with the rest of the downstairs sparkly and perfect, Clover walked over to the hearth.

The hearth was covered in ashes, not a single area was clear. Clover grabbed the thongs and picked up the tiny log Yang was resting on, setting it in a pot where it was out of the way.

"Clover, no, please! I need wood, not a clean work space!" Yang cried from inside the pot.

"This will only take a minute." Clover said, scraping the ashes onto a sheet to get rid of. Yang kept pleading, but Clover was in his own world. 

Clover was finishing up cleaning the hearth, taking out the ashes, when he noticed Qrow come downstairs. Clover wouldn't help but notice that the grey streaks in Qrow's hair were gone and that Qrow's hair was slightly longer, and softer looking. There was something about it that made Clover stare, and want to touch it, though he did no such thing. 

As Clover stood watched, Qrow made his way to the now clean hearth and picked up the pot that Yang sat in. He carefully tipped it into his hand and held the few remaining embers in his hand. He seemed to be fine, his hand wasn't burning. He gently blew on the embers to be the to grow and then layed them on some wood on the hearth. Slowly, the fire grew and Yang's face appeared in the flames.

"You okay Yang?" Qrow asked.

"I'm fine now." Yang said. It didn't take long for her flames to grow to her usual size, but she seemed quieter, like she was upset. 

Qrow turned to Clover and walked over to him. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't torment my friend. Now, I have to leave for a while. Ruby, would you watch over our new friend here and make sure that he doesn't go too crazy with the cleaning?" Ruby nodded.

Qrow headed towards the door and turned to color knob to the black side. He opened the door and it shut right behind him. Qrow was gone.

"What did you do Clover?" Ruby asked.

"He almost killed me!" Yang shouted. "You do realize that if I die, Qrow dies too. Be a little more careful, would ya?" 

"I'm sorry Yang." Clover mumbled. Yang nodded, or seemed to do so. Clover decided that he should probably start working on the upper floors and cleaning those. As he made his way to the stairs, Ruby blocked his way.

"Don't go up there!" She said.

"Whatever you don't want me to clean, you should hide it now." 

Ruby charged up the stairs, yelling "Do my room last!" Clover laughed to himself.

"These little outbursts seem to be giving me energy. I didn't know I could move like this when I'm old." He said to himself. He made his way up the stairs, cleaning stuff as he went. He finally finished with the stairs and hall and moved towards the first door. When he opened it, he realized that he was standing on a balcony. He could see where the castle was, where it really was. Instead of the waste, which was where he found the castle; the landscape was full of life and color. There were trees and the grass was a vivid green. A lake, twice the size of Clover's hometown glimmered a bright blue. 

Clover ran down the stairs as quickly as his old legs would allow him to go. 

"Yang, are you the one moving the castle?" He asked excitedly.

"Of course I am! No one else does any work around here, do they?" Yang said.

"I'm very impressed! You're a first class fire demon! I like your spark!" Clover shouted, headed back up the stairs to look out on the lake again.

Downstairs, Yang's flames were turning bright red with embarrassment. "He said that he likes my spark!" She said in excitement! Suddenly, the castle sped up for a few moments, using the extra energy Yang had created when she got excited. 

Ruby joined Clover on the balcony, watching the water ripple with life. After a few minutes, the two of them hear a strange noise, coming from right next to them, on the side of the castle. The two of them stick their heads out and saw a large stick stuck in between two parts of the castle. The stick looked like it was trying to wiggle free.

"Ruby, help me real quick, will you?" Clover asked. Together, the two of them pulled on the stick and got it unstuck. Turnip Head, the scarecrow that had helped Clover find the castle, appeared on the opposite end of the stick. 

"it's a scarecrow," Ruby commented. Clover rolled his eyes, amused at the little girl.

"I call her Turnip Head," Clover explained. "She's seems to have followed me from the Waste." 

Ruby looked at the old man closely, squinting a little bit. "Are you sure you aren't a wizard?" 

"Oh I am the worst kind of wizard, the kind that cleans and works." Clover teased the little girl. The two of them headed back inside, letting Turnip Head stay on the balcony until they could find a way to get her into the castle.

Clover finished cleaning the rest of the house, and him and Ruby moved outside to do laundry. Turnip Head helped out and as they waited for the laundry to dry, they all sat on the beach and watched the small waved on the lake.

"Do you think Turnip Head is a demon?" Ruby asked. "I mean, she gets along with Yang pretty well.

"Maybe she is, but she brought me here, so I'd say that she's a good demon." Clover said.

After they finished the laundry, Clover decided that they needed to go shopping for food, so that they wouldn't live off of bread and cheese. He forced Ruby to come along, since she would know the city better than he did. The two of them walked through the Mistral door and down to the pier, where the best food stalls were located. 

They were looking at the fish, something Clover knew a lot about, and searching for a good price; when the crowd began to get louder. Clover looked up from the fish and noticed papers, gliding down from the sky. Above them, what he thought were the King's military planes, turned out to be the enemy's bombers, dropping propaganda down. People in the street were shouting; policemen were trying to calm the crowds. Ruby tried to grab a paper but Clover pulled it out of her hands. 

As Clover looked down the street, through the crowd, he noticed a flash of red eyes and long black hair. Clover grabbed Ruby's wrist and pulled her down the street, back towards the entrance to the castle.

"What's going on Clover? What's wrong?" Ruby asked. Clover just pulled the little girl along, as fast as he could in his old state.

When they got to the castle, Clover slammed the door behind them. He was practically laying on the floor in exhaustion.

"What's wrong with you two?" Yang asked from her fireplace.

"I don't know!" Ruby said. "One moment, we were looking at fish, the next, paper was raining from the sky and Clover dragged us home." 

"I saw the Witch of the Waste." Clover said in between gasps of breath. 

Both Ruby and Yang lost their cool for a moment, begging Clover to explain. Clover told them what he had seen and that the moment he knew who she was, he had forced him and Ruby to return home. 

Clover heard the bath turn on upstairs. "Is Qrow home." 

"Yup, and he's using all my hot water again." Yang complained.

"Well, let's put away the food that we bought." Clover said. "Once Qrow comes down, we can make dinner." 

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A/N: I struggle so much with knowing where to end a chapter. I decided to stop here or else this chapter would go on forever.

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