Well, that escalated quickly. Stories Scattered Through Time gained popularity faster than Dead Men's Tales so far. I am simultaneously overjoyed and tilted haha. I'm curious as to whether this means I simply write humor better, or if humor is just more popular in general?
Fun fact: For the last story, Pattern Recognition, some of the reviewers noticed the acronym for the file Ozpin put together, or at least the Full Arc Potential part. F.A.P. It's literally a perfect acronym. And it was entirely on accident. Isn't that a riot?
Here's another one-shot for Stories Scattered Through Time!
Dis-claim-er: I not own RWBY
Girl's Night Out: Where Yang takes Pyrrha out for a wild time. (Friendship, Humor)
As the bell rang, Pyrrha packed her bags calmly, in stark contrast to those around her who seemed to leap out of their seats to rush out the door. It was Friday after all. Professor Port, whom had been in the middle of a story frowned, but shrugged it off with a jovial smile. "Ah youth. I remember all too well the crazy adventures my team would get involved with over the weekend. Why this one time..."
If at all possible, the crowd began moving even faster. One poor victim, Ruby, found herself trapped in a corner by Port, unable to get away as he regaled her with a tale of how he managed to defuse a bomb with nothing more than a pair of boxers and his sheer tenacity. (He was oddly unspecific on whose boxers they were). Ruby glanced over at Pyrrha, her gaze clearly saying Help me please.
Pyrrha was sympathetic to Ruby's current plight. And she would be loath to abandon a friend in need. However, there were some battles which were better off avoided. Her apologetic glance back said Sorry! Best of luck to you however!
Ruby's return gaze portrayed a look of betrayal, quickly replaced by a glazed over expression as Port began describing the process by which he had strangled a King Tajitu by both of its heads. Using a pack of rubber bands.
Meanwhile, Pyrrha made her escape into the hallway, only feeling slightly guilty about abandoning her friend to the machinations of Port.
Perhaps it was karma which immediately caused her to run into Yang, knocking them both over.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't see you there Yang!" Pyrrha stood immediately and offered Yang a hand.
With a grin, Yang took the hand and yanked herself up. "Actually, this is perfect. I was looking for you!"
"Me?"
Yang only grinned even more, dragging Pyrrha down the hallway towards their dorms. "You should put something on that looks somewhat casual."
Pyrrha at this point was completely perplexed. "Wait, what? What do you mean?"
"If you want to make up for crashing into me, then join me tonight! We're gonna to hit the town!"
Yang waited patiently outside of JNPR's room for Pyrrha to finish changing. Well, patiently might be a bit inaccurate. Actually, she couldn't stand still from excitement. It's been years since I've had anyone to go club hopping with!
Blake just wasn't the type to enjoy that sort of atmosphere. And Weiss would strongly disapprove of the notion. As for Ruby, well Yang strongly disapproved of that notion herself. Nora was a lot of fun in many ways, but she was off for the weekend on some trip with Ren, they had left this morning. Besides, she had a tendency to go a bit overboard. Even by my standards...
Pyrrha on the other hand, definitely seemed like she might enjoy it. I don't think she's been to a club before, but she'd at least be open to the idea.
The door opened, and Pyrrha stepped out. "How do I look?"
Yang gave her an appraising eye up and down. It was actually similar to her combat outfit, except without the armor and greaves. A pair of stylish boots replaced the greaves, and her hands were left bare, with a single bronze bracelet for decoration. Her top was a simple dark color. She still wore her circlet and had her hair in her usual ponytail.
Nodding in approval, Yang motioned for Pyrrha to follow her. "Wow, looking good. You've been keeping the good outfits in your closet it would seem."
Pyrrha's eyes widened "Wait, does that mean the outfits I've been wearing are bad?"
"No no, not at all! It was a complement, I wasn't trying to insult you." Yang laughed. "Don't sweat it, you're fine."
"Right, sorry." Pyrrha followed Yang in silence for a moment, then tentatively asked "What exactly are we doing?"
Eyes lighting up, Yang pulled Pyrrha down the hallway by the hand. "Oh, nothing much. Just hitting up the clubs in town."
"Oh, uh...that sounds grand! I think?" Pyrrha's face seemed a bit uncertain as she was dragged along.
"You won't be thinking that by the end of the night!" Yang pumped a fist into the air. "You'll be sure of it!"
After checking in with the bouncers at the front, Pyrrha and Yang entered into the building. Even from here, Pyrrha could hear, no, feel the music playing. How do they stand it! It's loud even from out here!
"Come on!" Pyrrha couldn't help but smile a bit. At least Yang seemed really excited.
As they entered the club, Pyrrha cringed at how many people there were. What if someone recognizes me?
Yang seemed to read her mind. "Don't worry. Between your outfit change, and the flashing lights and music, it'll be impossible for anyone to single you out." Frowning, she reached up and grabbed Pyrrha's circlet. "It'd probably be better if you don't wear this though." Reaching up again, she undid the ponytail, leaving Pyrrha's hair down. "That ought to help too."
Pyrrha accepted her circlet and hairband back from Yang. "Thanks. That's some good thinking, Yang."
Yang winked at Pyrrha saucily. "You know, you should let your hair out more often. The look suits you pretty well."
Blushing, Pyrrha stammered out in embarrassment "Oh, um, that is... thankyouiappreaciateit ...butI'mnotattractedtogirls."
Yang laughed at that and hit Pyrrha on the shoulder teasingly. "Lighten up, it's just a complement." Winking again, she whispered "Besides, anyone with eyes can see you've got it hard for Vomit Boy. No one can deny you're attracted to guys. Well, one guy at least." Ignoring Pyrrha's sputtered denials, she began to walk towards the dance floor. "Come on!"
Pyrrha sighed and followed her. As they merged into the crowd of people, Pyrrha noted with dismay that Yang was headed right into the middle of the dance floor. People who were dancing kept jostling her from all sides.
Suddenly Yang grabbed her arm. "Come on!" Pulling her into a tight opening in the crowd, Yang began dancing to the music. "Let's just enjoy the dance!"
Pyrrha felt extremely uncomfortable and self-conscious as she attempted to dance. Maybe this was a bad idea. It feels like everyone's watching me. As she moved around, her body just felt tense and awkward. I probably look ridiculous, dancing around like this.
Even as she danced, Yang could see that Pyrrha was having a hard time relaxing. Yeah, it's definitely her first time at a club. She could remember the first time she ever went to a club. Yang had really just been trying to find information on her mother, but even so, the atmosphere had been quite intimidating. Well, at least it's easier with a friend.
Yang grabbed Pyrrha's hands and danced with her, moving her around with a grin. "Come on! Loosen up already!"
Pyrrha danced along with her, but still seemed to be a bit off.
Yang learned in. "Don't worry yourself so much. Look around you."
Pyrrha nervously glanced around. "What do you mean?"
"Look at the other people dancing. Do they look like they know what they're doing?"
Pyrrha looked around again. Most people seemed to just be awkwardly flailing their arms in the air in tune to the music.
"You don't have anything to be ashamed of! I'll bet you have better moves than more than half these guys! Besides, even if someone does judge you, who cares? We're here to have fun!" Yang punctuated her little pep talk with a grin and spun Pyrrha around like it was a ballroom dance rather than a grungy club.
Pyrrha laughed at being spun around, and soon, she was dancing along with Yang like she had been doing it all her life.
With a grin, Yang looked around to see several eyes on them. Looks like we're attracting some attention. She also noticed that some of the people watching were the shady sort, and seemed to be getting some ideas. Awesome, now for the best part.
After some time on the dance floor, the two of them sat at a table off to the side, taking a short break. Yang turned to Pyrrha and asked "So how do you like it so far?"
Giggling slightly, Pyrrha responded "I'm having so much fun! I've never done anything like this before!"
Yang laughed. "Great! I was hoping you'd say that!"
Pyrrha smiled, but then noticed that there was a pair of scruffy looking fellows walking over to their table.
Yang noticed them too, and to Pyrrha's eyes, it seemed like her smile got a little bit wider, and a bit more feral.
The two plopped down at the table without any invitation. One of them, dressed in a blue button-up and with a single hoop earring started up the conversation. "Hey, you two certainly look like you had some moves out there."
"Oh, thank you." Pyrrha wasn't really too sure about these guys. That complement sounded very scripted.
"You should come hang with us! We've got a great place, you'll love it." The second man, a taller one with a leather jacket and white shirt leaned in, wagging his eyebrows suggestively.
Pyrrha definitely didn't like the feel of these two now. "Well..."
"Why go anywhere else?" Yang interrupted, a suggestive grin on her face. "We can have plenty of fun right here."
The one with the earring laughed. "You're pretty bold. I like that!"
Yang sidled up to him, the same grin still on her face. Pyrrha looked at her in disbelief. She isn't really...?
Lust evident in his eyes, 'Earring' reached out to grab Yang...
And immediately fell to the floor as Yang kneed him in the balls. (Okay, if you didn't see that one coming, clearly you haven't seen the Yellow Trailer)
The taller one jumped up and ran towards Yang. "Why you bi-"
Yang immediately punched him in the solar plexus, dropping him before he could even finish his sentence. Turning to Pyrrha, whom had been standing there in shock, she grinned. "So..."
A series of yells from across the room caused Pyrrha to quit staring, and turn to see a group of thugs running towards them. Some of them had jewelry like the first two, several of them were armed with knives and makeshift weapons. One thing they all had in common was that they were all pissed and heading their way.
"...ready for the fun part?"
Yang grinned as she launched herself into the crowd of gang members approaching them, downing one by landing on top of him. There would be no need to use Ember Celica on these chumps. Delivering a vicious heel kick into one of them, she propelled him into another, and knocked out the second one with a left hook to the jaw. Ducking underneath a punch, Yang swiftly backhanded her assailant, launching a follow-up kick which connected with another jaw, causing the goon's head to snap back as he fell. After that display, the others didn't seem so keen on the idea of approaching her.
Meanwhile, Pyrrha wasn't having any trouble either. It would seem she was at least equally proficient in hand-to-hand as she was with her weapon. As one attempted to bring a chair down on her head, they doubled over as a roundhouse kick collided with their torso "Sorry!" Pyrrha swept one goon to the floor as he attempted to knife her. "Sorry!" She blocked a hammer fist and punched the attacker in the ribs, leaving them gasping for breath. "Sorry!" Pyrrha then threw one of the thugs into a group, knocking them all to the floor. "Sorry!"
Even as she elbowed someone in the head, Yang laughed. "You're too nice! These guys are part of a small time gang in these parts. No need to apologize to them!"
"Oh, sorry!" At least this one was directed towards Yang, rather than the goon Pyrrha just shoulder-checked across the room.
The rest of the thugs seemed to take offense at being labeled as just a 'small time gang'. In response, they charged forward like a group of lemmings headed for a cliff.
Yang was all too happy to prove that particular (and oddly specific) analogy correct.
"Hah! That was pretty great!" Yang cheered as she exited the club. The bouncer seemed to be awfully far from the door for some reason, and he was looking anywhere but at the two girls walking outside.
Pyrrha seemed a bit put out. "Was all that really necessary?"
"They were askinggg for it." Yang all but skipped down the sidewalk. "Besides, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy it a bit!"
"Well...I..." Pyrrha wanted to say she didn't. That they really shouldn't be picking fights with people weaker than them, even if they were criminals.
Yet at the same time...it had been a bit exhilarating. Far more spontaneous than the sparring and arena fights she was used to. And they really were kind of asking for it...I guess there wasn't really anything wrong with that. They were criminals, and as Huntresses, it's our job to fight them anyways, right?
"Honestly, I did! I guess it's kind of nice to do something so spontaneous. I guess I'm usually on a much stricter routine." Pyrrha shrugged with a little smile on her face.
"Yeah, I figured. That's why I invited you! I wanted to get you to try something different." Yang looked enormously pleased with herself. "After all, it's always nice to cut loose every so now and then. We can't be champions every second of our lives." She laughed at that.
Pyrrha laughed along with Yang. I guess that's true. Watching as Yang adjusted her hair, she couldn't help but feel warm. When I first came here, I was worried that everyone would see me as just 'Pyrrha Nikos' the four time champion of the Mistral Regional Tournament. But I've made so many friends here who only want me for who I am, not what I am.
Yang grabbed Pyrrha's arm and led her down the street, interrupting her thought process. "Come on, let's go to the next place!"
Pyrrha could only stumble after her and try to keep up. I guess I could get used to this. Smiling, she ran alongside Yang. "Sounds grand!"
Jaune walked back and forth in the hallway, checking his scroll for the time, as well as to see if he had gotten any messages. Seeing nothing for the 43rd time in a row, he groaned. It's almost 4 am, and Pyrrha isn't back yet. What if something happened? Is she okay? Jaune knew that Pyrrha was more than capable of handling herself. But she had never been out this late.
Just then, footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway. Jaune turned just in time to hear one of the figures yell "We're back!"
"Ughh...she just didn't want to stop..."
"I've never had so much fun before!"
"I'm going to be so sore..."
"Hah...I guess we really did go pretty hard there?"
"You're telling me...I don't think I'll even be able to walk tomorrow."
"I guess it was your first time going that hard?"
Jaune, overhearing this conversation, suddenly blushed. Are they...did they...?
Pyrrha looked up. "Oh, Jaune! Were you waiting for me to get back?"
Scratching the back of his head, Jaune replied "Well, usually you aren't out so late. I was worried."
"Isn't...that...sweee...t" Yang dragged herself across the floor to the door of her room. "Maybe you should have been worried about me instead...your little girlfriend just didn't want to stop once we got going..."
Pyrrha was too filled with excitement and adrenaline to even get embarrassed by the girlfriend comment, and hopped up and down. "Jaune, it was great! I wish you could have seen us!"
Jaune blushed even more at that and mumbled in awe "Me too..."
"What?"
"Oh, umm, I guess you'll have to tell me all about it then?"
If possible, Pyrrha grinned even harder "I would love to! Oh, clubbing is so much fun!"
Jaune blinked in confusion "Wait, that's what you were doing?"
Meanwhile, Yang pulled open her door with some effort, and dragged herself inside the dorm. Two of the beds in the room were occupied. "Ughhh...wait, where's Ruby?"
"...and that, my dear girl, is why you should never mix coffee with narcotic drugs, and sell it on the streets of Vale. You'll be beating the customers off with a stick! Literally! When you gather a crowd mixed with coffee and drug addicts, things get awfully volatile in a hurry. Why this one time...Oh my, now look at the time! Well, I'll have to tell you the rest of the story another time. Have an excellent weekend, Miss Rose!" Port laughed jauntily, and strode out of the classroom.
Ruby leaned back heavily against the wall, her eyes devoid of all life. Sliding down to the floor, she muttered only one thing
"...c-curse you Pyrrha...I w-will have...my r-revenge"
I like to toy with the idea of characters we don't see interacting that much hanging out. It allows for some new interactions and possibilities. Yang gets to teach Pyrrha the joys of clubbing, and the joys of bar fights. Ahh, so therapeutic.
On another note, if you guys haven't checked out RT's new show Camp Camp, you should. Because it's hilarious.
Hope you enjoyed this!
