There's Not Enough Soap In The World
A/N: So... sorry. Just... I'm sorry. It's just a little idiotic idea I had that I had to write out. Enjoy? And I usually can't stand caps lock, but I feel it was necessary in this case. For plot stuff... uh, Fox and Yats are fighting their own grimm in a different part of the forest. Alright? Alright.
Velvet Scarlatina, Coco knew, was normally a kind, calm girl.
Normally, she never had a rude word for anyone.
Normally, the worst 'curse' she ever said was darn, and she always covered her mouth after that, apologizing for offending anyone.
Normally, Coco had to psyche her up before fights to even get her to the point of being willing to kill grimm.
However, Coco thought as she felt the back of her head impact the tree and saw her calm, nice, saintly girlfriend's face twist with rage, these weren't exactly normal circumstances.
"Which one of you bastards hit my girl?! I'M GONNA STOMP YOUR FUCKING CUNT IN, YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
The faunus kicked off of an ursa and launched herself at the next one, the reverberating crack sounding like an angelic choir to Coco as she struggled to stand.
Velvet kept up a constant stream of vulgarity as she lunged towards each enemy, taking them down with a viciousness Coco sometimes forgot she could call on.
"COME ON, YOU BUNCH OF LIMP-DICKED SHITHEADS! I'LL SLAM MY FUCKING LADYBONER SO FAR DOWN YOUR GODDAMN THROATS YOU'LL FEEL IT POKING OUT YOUR ARSEHOLE!"
She kicked an ursa into it's buddy, then lunged forward and stomped a hole in both of their throats.
"HOWS IT FEEL GETTING BEAT BY A GIRL, YOU INSIGNIFICANT CUMGOBBLING FUCKS?!"
Coco shook her head as she finally got to her feet, watching Velvet stomp the last living Ursa repeatedly.
"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH HER, YOU FUCKING-" The faunus' head snapped up, and the anger in them was replaced with the same tenderness Coco had fallen for. "Coco?"
Coco chuckled. "Kill it already, so we can go find the others."
Velvet nodded and slammed her foot down onto the creatures head, both girls ignoring the splatter. They began walking north, towards the rendezvous point.
"So, ba- Coco... Uh... how much of that-" Velvet started, looking away.
"All of it. Pretty sure everyone at Beacon did." Coco bumped her hip against the smaller girl's, and smiled when she saw Velvet's pout.
"Well, uhm..." Velvet started.
"Aw, babe," Velvet flushed, and Coco's grin widened. "I thought it was cute, watching you kill grimm for me. It's kinda nice to know you'd freak out like that if I got hurt."
Velvet swallowed. "Well, you know... I care about you. I'm sorry you had to hear all of that, though..."
Coco stopped and waited. Sure enough, Velvet turned around to see what was wrong, and she pulled the smaller girl in for a quick kiss, briefly brushing their lips together before taking the faunus' hand in her own and continuing the trek.
"It's fine, Velvet. It's okay to get mad, y'know." She sent the girl a smile, which she returned shyly.
Coco's heart nearly melted at the sight.
"Now, lets hurry up a bit, alright? The sooner we find those two, the sooner we can go back to Beacon and take care of that 'ladyboner' of yours."
Coco bumped her hip against Velvet's again, noting the faunus' growing similarity to a tomato as she tried to stammer out some kind of response.
A/N:Quick Explanation; A Bogan is essentially Australia's answer to trailer trash, for the American readers. Bogans have the reputation for being foul mouthed and violent. Obviously this is almost assuredly not true for every lower-class citizen, but the idea of Velvet playing up the stereotype was too funny to pass up.