Hey everyone, it's TheBrokenBottle with a brand new story, in collaboration with NobleMETA.
Before I start: YellowSign, Mister Spark, NobleMETA, Navyrants (from Myrtenaster's Loss) and I wish you all a happy new year!
Now onto business: welcome to this new FreezerBurn College fic! It's something refreshing as a tribute to a new year and new and better times! It's definitely not like other college fics, and with Yang having a camera to film bloopers, embarrassing moments and who knows what else, we can hopefully make sure it will be a pleasure to read. So please stick with us and check out NobleMETA's page if you haven't already, he has some great stories on it. I hope you enjoy this new project (one of many to come this year) and my other stories as well.
Finally, a shoutout to FailArmy's Ultimate Fails of 2014 for giving us the inspiration of giving Yang a camera.
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Weiss was about to take the first steps towards becoming her own woman. It was the day she was finally going to be leaving for college, and she was looking forward to it. She gazed up at the sky, noticing how it was clear and bright, something to emphasize Weiss' mood. She was feeling elated at the opportunity to get out of her house and experience what it was like outside of her parents control for once.
That wasn't to say that Weiss didn't love her family, she just wished that her father was more understanding and flexible with quite a few things. You know, things like letting her choose what she wanted to do in life for herself instead of treating her as a mere bargaining chip for some potential deal that would impact his company. Weiss was at least glad that he bought her a car to bring with her to school under the assumption that she would need it for some unknown reason.
As she watched the multitude of servants pack her car with the possessions that she was taking with her, her father walked up. "So, today you leave to embark on your path of business. I expect that you will be prepared for it."
"Yes, father, I am prepared for college," Weiss replied. As much as she didn't like having to adhere to the man, he was her father, and she knew what would happen if she didn't at least pretend to show a modicum of respect to him.
"Good, now then tell me child; what do you know of this peasant of a roommate that you have been given?" He asked.
Weiss wasn't sure what to make of her roommate, only knowing her name and a few very basic details, though those details didn't need to be mentioned to her father. "Only her name," Weiss said. "My roommate is going to be a person named Yang Xiao Long. Everything else is an unknown to me."
"Well whoever this person may be, you do not let her interfere with your studies," Her father commanded. "I have a lot riding on you as the future of my company, and you would do well to ensure that it does not become wasted."
By that point, the servants had finished packing up and Weiss and her father entered Weiss' car, watching as the servants climbed into a separate car behind them so that they could bring Weiss' belongings up to her room for her. As much as Weiss wished that she could just handle things on her own, she knew that with her father around, that wasn't going to happen, so she just accepted it in order to avoid trouble later.
The drive over was in almost complete silence; something that surprised Weiss to no end. Her father briefly questioned her for part of it, but when he got satisfactory answers, he then remained silent. Weiss was almost sure that he was thinking about his business and what he would do with that. Honestly Weiss was even more surprised that her father let her drive at all, but then again it was most likely so he could think without distraction.
Somehow, Weiss knew that the peace wouldn't last. As they were nearing the school, she was casually driving along when she heard the unmistakable sounds of a motorcycle coming up behind them. It wouldn't be that much of a deal normally, but when this one passed Weiss, she noticed something odd. The car that was in front of the bike braked suddenly, forcing the motorcyclist to swerve out of the way. Unfortunately in doing so, the bike tipped onto its side and skidded across the road, along with the person driving it.
If it wasn't for the fact that the bike skidded right in front of Weiss' car, she wouldn't have stopped for it, but as it was she not only emergency-stopped, she stepped out of the car, along with her father. Weiss knew that biker wasn't going to get any sympathy from her father, but she saw what had happened and it wasn't really the biker's fault.
"What is the meaning of this?" Weiss' father shouted angrily at the person who had crashed. Weiss could tell that it was a girl because of the long mane of blonde hair that protruded out the back of her helmet. "Do you have any idea of the damage that you could have caused to myself and to my vehicle?"
"Hey, the guy in front of me braked suddenly," The girl retorted. Weiss saw the girl take off her helmet, revealing a slender and attractive face with a pair of amethyst eyes that glared at her father. "Would you rather me drive right into the back of his car?"
"Yes I would since it wouldn't impede my drive. Now because of your stupidity, I have to wait for you to fish that ridiculous piece of wasted machinery out of the grass and bring it back onto the road," Mr. Schnee snapped.
"If we'd have left we could have been arrested for leaving the scene of an accident." Weiss reasoned. "If she had crashed we would be stuck here even longer than we would be now, so just let it go."
Weiss was hoping that her father would listen to reason and calm down, and fortunately her plan seemed to work because he took a deep breath and the anger from before seemed to dissipate. "I see your point," He said to Weiss. Turning his attention back to the biker, he continued in a much calmer manner than before. "We are leaving, so wait until we are gone before you try to bring your deathtrap back onto the road." With that he left to return to his car.
Weiss followed him back, mouthing apologies to the biker for the way her father was behaving. The biker had acknowledged her at least and gave her a wave before looking to her bike. Once Weiss was back in her car, she returned her attention back to the road in front of her and continued to make her way towards the school.
Now that Weiss had arrived at her dorm room, she was certainly in a precarious situation. She was fortunate that her father decided to not to join her in looking at her room and facilities, since he was meeting with a business associate nearby. If he had then Weiss had no idea just how badly he would have reacted upon seeing that her roommate was the same woman who had crashed her bike earlier that day during their drive to the school.
Knowing her father, he would have made the school pull her roommate out and put her in a different room, and that was the best case scenario. Worst case, he would find some way to get her kicked out of the school for no reason. That certainly wouldn't have gotten her off on the right foot with the person whom she was supposed to be living with for the next year.
It didn't take long for the servants to bring all of her belongings up to her room and help her organise where she wanted everything to go. Once they had finished, Weiss made the short trip to where her father was and bid him farewell, before returning up to her room to finally get some well-deserved rest. Upon arriving she found her roommate there, laying back on her bed, that golden mane of hair spread out all over the place.
"I was wondering when you would turn up," Yang said without looking at her, "I still can't believe that my bike slid out from underneath me in front of my new roommate though. Now I just feel awkward." She was reading a magazine while she spoke, her attention seemingly fixated on that.
"Well considering how that person in front of you braked for no reason, I don't see why it would be your fault," Weiss responded kindly, sitting down in the chair by her desk and turning it towards Yang. From what she had seen of Yang's belongings earlier, she appeared to be laid back, having posters of bands and a movie or two hanging up all over her side of the room; forming a stark contrast to the elegant paintings and furniture that decorated Weiss' area. If anyone was to walk in and see the room, each side would be the polar opposite of each other, like fire and ice.
"Ah jeez, now you've made me feel all giddy inside," Yang joked as she finally put down her magazine. "So, I guess we're living together huh?"
"I guess so," Weiss responded a tad hesitantly, "Sorry about my father earlier by the way, he tends to be a pain in the ass."
"I can believe that," Yang said, "I'm just lucky that the bike only has some superficial damage to it. Nothing a little bit of paintwork and some polish can't fix." Yang stood up and walked over to her desk, twirling her keys around her finger along the way. "We should do something together."
"I beg your pardon?" Weiss asked, surprised at the suggestion that was suddenly presented before her.
"Yeah, we should go out and like catch dinner together so that we can, you know, get to know each other," Yang explained. "It's not like we have at any point before now."
Weiss had to admit, Yang did have a valid point to her reasoning. They had no idea what kind of person the other was, and it would certainly be worth getting to know each other sooner rather than later. Weiss needed to know what kind of person she was dealing with in order to survive the year, so this actually worked out in her favour.
"Alright then, do you have a place in mind? It seems like you've had more of a chance to look around than I have," Weiss conceded.
"Actually, I do have a place that I wanted you to check out," Yang said nonchalantly, "Might not be your cup of tea, but hey; you're in college now. You can be adventurous."
"That doesn't sound promising," Weiss mumbled nervously. She was starting to regret this decision a little bit, but it was too late now. It was best for her to just go with it at this point.
"Oh come on, it'll be fun," Yang insisted with a smile, grabbing a video camera from the side of her bed.
"And what may I ask is the camera for exactly?" Weiss asked.
"Documentation is a vital part of any great experience," Yang declared, "Suppose we see something incredible that no one is going to believe." Yang turned her camera on and without recording anything, pointed it at Weiss. "The only way that people are going to believe us is if we shoot a quick video of what happened. I've carried this camera with me almost everywhere for as long as I can remember, and I've captured my fair share of hilarious moments with it."
Weiss sighed and shook her head. "Fine, I guess that makes more sense to you than it does to me," She said as she grabbed her purse. "I'm guessing we're taking my car since your bike is out of the question."
"Something like that," Yang responded. "Come on, we should get there soon in case it gets crowded." Yang started to walk out of her room with Weiss following behind her. Despite her initial hesitation, Weiss figured that maybe it would be worthwhile in the end.
"You have got to be kidding me," Weiss said when they arrived at their destination. "A bar, Yang? I doubt we're old enough to get in."
"Relax, I've been here before and it allows minors in to grab some food, they just can't drink," Yang responded confidently, strolling towards the entrance. "In fact, I know the owner so even if we did order a drink, we'd be in the clear."
"And how would knowing the owner make things better?" Weiss asked. Against her better judgement, she followed Yang into the bar and decided to humor her.
"Because," Yang replied. Once she walked in, the bartender noticed and waved to her. Yang walked with Weiss over to the bar and they took a seat. "This guy is the owner, and he's my uncle."
"How you doing sweetheart?" Yang's uncle inquired with a grin.
"I'm doing great actually. Uncle Qrow, this is my roommate at school. Weiss, meet Qrow Branwen, my uncle."
"A pleasure to meet you Weiss," Qrow extended his hand to her, which she shook out of politeness.
"A pleasure to meet you as well sir," Weiss said, her privileged upbringing evident in her reply.
"Hahaha, please, feel free to call me Qrow, or Uncle. Most people who are friends of Yang or Ruby tend to do so already," Qrow laughed. He turned to see that there were some people waiting on him to serve them. "You two figure out what you want, I'll be back to take your orders in a bit."
Once he went back to work, Weiss turned to Yang. "Now I see why you weren't worried about getting into trouble," Weiss said. "By the way, who is this Ruby?"
"Ruby's my younger sister, though she's starting school just the same as us," Yang said. "Got moved up two years for being like, a super genius prodigy or something like that. Really proud of her."
"She sounds lovely."
"She really is," Yang turned to her menu and looked for what she wanted to order. By that time though, someone was approaching them, and he didn't appear to have good intentions.
"Evening ladies, how about I order you two a drink?" He said with an arrogant tone. The man was tall, buff, wore short auburn hair and blue eyes. Yang could tell almost instantly what he was interested in, as could Weiss, who just scoffed at him and turned away. "Oh come on now, there's no need to be rude like that. Allow me to introduce myself, my name's Cardin Winchester. And you two beautiful ladies are?"
"Not interested in what you're selling," Yang snapped. She didn't sound like she was happy about the fact that Cardin was trying to flirt with her. "Now do us a favour and go bother someone else."
"I think you need to learn some manners," Cardin growled. "When a man talks to you, you should listen to what he says and do as he asks."
"Listen, Cardin was it?" Weiss said, standing up and cutting in between Yang and Cardin. "I apologise for my friend here, and would like to offer you an apology for her behaviour." Without turning away from Cardin, Weiss reached behind her to grab a nearby glass. Yang was wondering what she was doing, and was about to ask, before she watched as her new friend threw the drink in Cardin's face, the liquid soaking his styled hair and seeping into his doubtless expensive outfit. At that, Yang burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter and Cardin looked as though he was ready to burst.
Qrow made his way back over to the two of them in time to catch Weiss throwing the drink in Cardin's face. He could tell things were about to get ugly, and so he figured that he might as well prepare for the heat to come.
"You really shouldn't have done that bitch," Cardin snarled, trying to look as menacing as possible.
"What did you just call my friend?" Yang said, her tone dangerously quiet and still as she shoved him hard in the chest and sent him stumbling backwards.
"You heard me you dumb skank," Cardin responded.
Yang turned back to her Uncle Qrow, who could see the red in Yang's eyes. "Is this man bothering you?" He asked. When Yang nodded, he sighed, knowing that there was no way to stop her. "Fine, just don't break everything this time, Yang."
Yang grinned, then turned back to Cardin at incredible speed and socked him square in the face. The punch knocked him to the floor and rendered him unconscious, but in doing so sent him flying into some of the other patrons. One thing led to another, and soon the entire bar was in an uproar. Qrow was glad that he had managed to put away some of the more expensive breakables, though even he didn't expect things to get this out of hand.
Yang was holding her own against some people who appeared to be Cardin's friends, knocking them out pretty easily, despite taking a few punches herself. Even Weiss somehow got involved a bit, if only for her own safety. During the fight, Weiss felt an elbow impact hard on her cheek, and for a brief moment all higher thought processes went out the window and the red mist descended.
Before she could really get involved in the fight, she felt herself being dragged away by someone. Weiss clawed and reached towards people to cause them pain but her short stature made her efforts all for naught. Fortunately, before she was pulled out of the bar, she grabbed a bottle and cracked it over the head of the still-unconscious Cardin, breaking the bottle over his head.
Once she was outside, she turned to see that it was Yang who had rescued her. Before she knew it, Yang had the video camera out and was recording the chaos that was happening inside of the bar. Yang then turned the camera towards her and said something, Weiss couldn't hear what she said since she was still overcome with the adrenaline coursing through her veins.
After she was finished, Yang turned to Weiss and gave her a pat on the shoulders. "You really know how to make a scene, don't you."
It took a few seconds for Weiss to respond, but she eventually calmed down enough to speak normally. "I'm used to turning down guys, it's nothing new to me," she shrugged, "But I will admit, that was pretty fun and not what I expected. Though my face hurts from where I got elbowed."
"Yeah, sorry about that, I didn't expect him to hit you like that," Yang said, rubbing the back of her head. "We should probably get back so we can get you some ice for your face. I hate to say it, but that's gonna bruise by tomorrow."
"You know what, whatever," Weiss responded, pulling out her keys and leading Yang to her car. "At this point, I don't really mind, it was a nice fun change of pace, so thank you."
"Eh, what can I say," Yang began, wrapping her arm around Weiss' shoulders. "I keep things interesting."
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