I don't like uploading short fanfiction, but sometimes a joke is only supposed to be carried for so long. And I sort of liked these jokes?
The next RWBY story I publish will maybe hopefully be longer than three hundred words maximum I WISH.
"So Weiss, I was thinking for our next food fight – "
The fact that Ruby is holding up a condiment bottle and grinning so widely her face is almost splitting itself in half is just enough for Weiss to piece together what she's about to say, and react before she says it.
"Ruby, you are not putting mustard in Myrtenaster!"
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"Can you make ice cream?"
"What? Uh, I guess... with the right ingredients and a cookbook and – "
"No, not like that!" Ruby half pouted. Like it was only natural that everyone should be able to understand things on the same childish plain that she did. "Like, with your magic! That way you could go from being an 'Ice Queen' to an 'Ice Cream Queen'!"
"I don't want to be either!"
Weiss wondered if tomorrow Ruby be asking if one of her glyphs could be used to make fried chicken or something...
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'If we were a type of food,' Weiss thought, 'we'd be oreo ice cream.'
Plain vanilla – that was her. Simple and traditional and well-worth the ice cream headache. The cookies were Ruby, obviously.
Weiss groaned.
"I can't believe she dragged me into this..."