My other stories, you ask? ..._
If I owned RWBY, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction.
"But just because I don't care about your past does not mean that I completely forgive you."
"Uh."
"Oh boy."
"Weiss!"
"Because do you want to know what else I did for twelve hours?"
"Um. No? I mean, yes?"
"Not only did I spend twelve hours searching for you through the entire town, I spent twelve hours searching for you, with Yang."
"... I'm so sorry."
"Hey!"
"Yeah, hey!"
"Twelve hours! TWELVE HOURS. With HER!"
"I'm kinda starting to feel offended now. Just a little."
"We went into every crowded store in town. We stopped at every quaint little coffee shop. We searched every hole in the wall restaurant, every dirty, dusty alley, and every disgusting bar. SHE EVEN BLEW UP A CLUB. Do you have any idea the kind of pain, the kind of torture, the sheer hell I endured for you today?"
"So you did set it on fire, sis. ...Cool."
"Heh. Yeah, I was pretty awesome."
"UGH! You two are such children! I'm leaving!"
"I swear I'll make it up to you, Weiss."
"So, so, how many bad guys did you beat up? Were they a challenge? What am I saying, of course they weren't! What about their weapons? What were they like? Huh, oh, wait! Blake, Weiss, wait for uuuuus!"
"You two made up? That's so cute! Don't you feel better now?"
"Agh! Don't follow us!"
"But Weiss! We live together!"
"YOU CAN SLEEP OUTSIDE."