Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OCs, RWBY belongs to Monty Oum (may he rest in peace) and RT. This is a old (emphasis on old) one shot that was lost in my drive, and while I admit it isn't my best work, I thought some of yall might enjoy it. So sit back, relax, and feel free to leave a review.
Prompt: "Our ride's here!" "We haven't paid for a ticket! ...and that plane is like thousands of feet in the air!"
"So?" Liam asked, cocking his head to the side. What exactly was Plat's problem with this?
"Listen Liam, I know you have an aerokinesis semblance but I don't. How the hell are we getting up there?" Plat responded, frustrated by his friend's weird ideas. "This is gonna end up just like you last 'great idea.' Myst is still in the medical wing over that!" Before he could continue to berate his partner, a rather large object landed next to him with a thunderous crash, causing him to jump back several feet. Plat turned around to see one of Beacon's rocket lockers.
"Ah, right on time!" Liam said with a grin, earning a confused look from Plat.
"Why is there a Beacon locker here..." Realization spread across the young man's face, soon replaced by horror. "Oh hell no I'm not doing that! Liam seriously!" Plat was cut off as Liam quickly shoved the smaller boy into the locker and inputted the correct coordinates for where the airship above them would be. "Please don't -AHHHHH" Plat screamed as the locker shot into the air.
"What a baby." Liam muttered as he took off using his aeorkinesis, Aura funneling into his legs. The wind ripped through his long green hair, drowning out all sounds as Liam let out a whoop of delight. 'How can anyone live their life stuck on the ground?' He wondered as he caught up to the makeshift torpedo. "How you doing in there?" Liam yelled over the wind, only answered with Plat's screams. "Oh for Oum's sake Plat you're worse than Jaune."
A few minutes later the locker touched down on the roof of the airship. Liam landed and scrambled to open the locker door, only for Plat to jump into his arms and nearly knock him off the ship, winds snatching Plat's screams from his mouth. "If you don't shut up and stay still I will drop you!" Liam threatened as he teetered on the edge of the airship, Plat quickly heading the advice as he stared in terror at the faraway ground. Shaking his head, Liam opened the safety hatch below him and dropped onto the floor below, ignoring the stares he was receiving. No sooner had he set Plat on the ground that he began to crawl across and kiss the floor beneath him, muttering something about floors and flying demons.
"How you holding up champ?" Liam asked, an evil smirk nearly consuming his face.
"Does it look like I'm alright?!" Plat shouted from his fetal position on the floor.
"More or less. Ready to do that again? After all, we didn't exactly pay out way up here." Liam joked.
"Liam Greene, I swear to Oum I will kill you while you sleep." came the weak reply. Liam's smirk only grew.