I finally finished chapter two! I hope you enjoy! (I don't own anything but the plot line! Everything else belongs to Rooster Teeth)


"What a day!" Oh, Yang. Looks like I have to abandon my book, again. I let out a sorrowed filled sigh and sit up.

"It was a long day but, why did Ruby have to run off all of a sudden? What was so important?" I'm pretty sure Weiss deserves an award for sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. Even if Ruby is her partner.

"Yang, where did your sister go anyway?" I might regret this questions but then again, I am curious.

"Now Blakey. Curiosity killed the cat." I can see her evil smile spread across her face as I glare at her. I so want to claw her eyes out.

"Yang, just answer the question." I can't help but let the venom seep out in my tone.

"Now, Blake keep the venom out of your voice. Just because you had a bad day doesn't mean you get to ruin everyone else's day. Unless it's Cardin. That's fair game but this is Yang, your partner. Play nice." Weiss crossed her arms at me. One day I will shut that heiress up.

"I was only-" What is that smell? It's mixed with Ruby's scent and I'm not liking it.

"Blake is everything ok? Look I'm sorry about the cat joke thing but that doesn't mean that-"

"HELLO TEAM RWBY!" Why must the poor door go through the wrath? It has done nothing just like my poor bleeding ears. I look at Ruby. For once her cape is off and she's holding it in her arms. It appears as if its wrapped around something.

"Hey sis! What'cha got there?" I can't believe it. I sincerely can't believe that Ruby would bring home that thing. Okay I'll admit that I expected Yang to do this, not Ruby. Why would she bring such a vile thing in my territory. I don't fend for myself anymore. This is Team RWBY's dorm room. This is where we laugh, where we cry, and where we bond! I am a part of this team and I shall defend our home! I would understand if it was a cat or a bird but that horrendous creature is a, is a-

"It's a puppy!" Weiss and Yang gawk at the little creature as it barks it's approval. The dog hops out of Ruby's arms and trots over to Yang, greeting her. "I found him eating out of a dumpster and thought, 'Hey! Why not bring him home and he can be our mascot!' So what do you guys think?" She looks at all of us with her pleading silver eyes.

"I think he's adorable!" Yang now cooes at the animal. She then pet it's brown head. Traitor.

"I think we should find it a new home. We can't take care of another animal," Weiss, you're not helping with the faunus reference. "Besides he would distract us from studies, take time out of the day to pay attention to him, and we would have to use our allowances to feed him." For once I agree with Weiss. She's very logical.

"I agree. Let someone else take it." The moment I said something, the dog spun on it's heels and bared his teeth at me. A challenge from that puny thing? Please. I retaliate with a hiss and I couldn't help but fold my ears back.

"No! Bad Cookie! Blake is a friend!" Ruby comes over and tries to get the dog who's apparently named Cookie away from he. He barks and attempts to bite Ruby. How dare he! I lunged at him.

"Yang! Get the bottle!" I can hear Weiss yelling for a . . . bottle? A bottle will not help my noble cause! Cookie doesn't deserve to have such a name that can be called "sweet".

"Get away you filthy- ABLARGLARBLAG!" I shield myself the best I could from the spray of cold water. "You fiends!" I was able to shout as I spit out the water that has got in my mouth. I glare at the culprits.

"Another reason we can't keep that dog, I mean Cookie. Him and Blake will try and kill each other everyday." Weiss inputs as she crosses her arms.

"Try? One blow from Gambol Shroud and he'll be mutt sushi!" I glare at the animal that has the audacity to curl up to Ruby as if I wounded it.

"I guess you're right. Sorry Cookie but I'll find you a good home tomorrow," I growl.

"You mean today." I answer as Yang offered me a towel to at least dry my face. Ruby yelps and nods.

"Come on Cookie." She murmured and led Cookie out the door. She closed the door as she left. Hmfph. Blake one. Mutt zero.

"Good riddance." I mutter. The door creaks and it falls to the floor with a loud bang. The rest of us groan. I feel as if the door had a worse day then me. Poor door.