Summary: Jaune died in a freak boating accident. As per his wishes his body was cremated. Feeling guilty, Weiss decides to take Jaune's urn, filled with his ashes, on a pity date.
Pity Date
RWBY
Jaune's dead. He died in a freak boat accident.
Weiss Schnee clutched the golden urn adorned with a crescent. All that was left of the young Arc boy was burnt to ashes and collected in the urn. It was a solemn ceremony. Weiss did not attend.
How could she?
I mean wasn't she a… tiny bit… responsible…?
No! Weiss told herself.
She wasn't responsible… but she did feel bad… as well as pity…
Weiss sighed.
She clutched the urn tighter as she entered the bowling alley.
"I guess this will do for a pity date," Weiss said quietly.
She entered the bowling alley. It was midnight, and the disco ball had descended from its cobweb storage space. A mesh of purple and green lights danced around as Weiss purchased a lane for two.
"Two?" The elderly bowling alley shopkeep repeated with a raised eyebrow.
"Two," Weiss said, holding up the urn.
The shopkeep's mouth gaped open. He nodded, as if understanding the situation. But what could he know? What did he know of love and loss? Taking two pairs of bowling shoes, he handed them over to the Schnee heiress who promptly went to the lane and entered the names.
W-E-I-S-S
J-A-U-N-E
With a quivering finger, Weiss pressed 'Enter'.
That night Weiss bowled a perfect zero.
Jaune managed to just barely tie with Weiss.
When Weiss returned that night back to the dorm, she went straight to her bed.
Yang was still awake. Her hand propped up her cheek.
"So I guess that the Schnee's keep Dust Company, eh? Eh?"
Goddammit Yang, Weiss sobbed.
Pity Date Fin
Editor's Notes: And then the squirrel was like "Nah man, YOU the best." and then I was like "HOLY CRAP A TALKING SQUIRREL."
