Chapter 4: Yang Xiao Long
Yang woke up before everyone else one morning. It was cold outside of her little warm spot, so she stayed in bed. She decided to mimic Ruby for once and begin a little prayer to Monty.
"Dear Monty, how's it going? Everything alright up in the firmament? If it is, then I'd like you to start by explaining what the hell on Remnant's going on."
Shit. That wasn't supposed to come out. Eh, if Monty existed he'd know that she was pissed off at him.
"First, explain what the hell I am going to tell Ruby. Seriously, get down here and give me the exact words and situation to say those words so that I don't lose my little sister!"
Yang bite her pillow.
"I don't care how much shit you put me through. You already gave me two moms and only one dad. Just don't let me lose my only little sister. Yes, Blake and Weiss are my teammates. If they were in the hospital I would gladly visit them and pay any bills I was able." Yang buried herself deeper into her covers to block out the sounds of her teammates getting up.
"If something happens to Ruby though I will hold you fully responsible. Monty Oum. You decide the life that every human being on the planet lives. You decide who has the ability to exterminate the darkness all around us. So far, my sister has lead a good life and hasn't fallen prey to the darkness. I don't mind challenging any God to keep it like that." Yang avowed.
"This soul will forever burn gold. Just don't make my sister bleed and I will be your devote follower forever Monty." Yang's eyes seared.
Yang heard a serious of clogged up snorting sounds from across the room. Ruby was getting up.
"Yang, you up yet?" Ruby called from outside her fort of covers.
"Coming little sis," Yang confirmed cheerfully.
Yang threw off her covers and was immediately met by the sound of her teammates groaning.
"Yang fix your shirt," Blake said while averting her eyes. Blake, always so proper about two somethings they all had.
Yang adjusted her pajama top so that less cleavage was falling out, and hopped out of the top of the bunk beds that she and Blake shared. Her feet hit the floor with a thunk. She walked over to the bathroom and was assaulted by the messy set up; she couldn't even find her tooth brush. They had their tooth brushes in a coffee mug that was stolen from the cafeteria. Where even was that cup?
"So what natural disaster blew threw here?" Yang joked.
"Your sister," Wiess responded promptly from the main room.
"Oh, lemme guess. She thought that 8 o-clock was 9:35, needed a shower, then got distracted by Zwei, and fell back asleep." That's usually how things went when the bathroom was a mess at home. That or dad took over.
"Let me finish-Ruby tried giving Zwie a bath." Wiess's irritation came through loud and clear.
Oh, that's where her toothbrush went! It fell down in between the sinks! Wait. Zwie hated baths, especially first thing in the morning. That left only one more question.
"Whose idea was it to give Zwie a bath first thing in the morning?"
The subsequent arguing reminded Yang about the other reason she loved being in team RWBY. Nothing was held back. After all the drama earlier in the semester, people were able to understand how to actually act around everyone else.
"It was Wiess's idea! She said that Zwie needed a bath and then abandoned me in the middle of the battle!"
"It was not abandoning you, it was a strategic retreat."
"Did your family ever have a pet Wiess? If so, then you should know that you don't just abandon the person washing them to die!"
Yang left the partners bickering as they always did and went to see her own partner. Blake was sitting on her bed trying desperately to comb down her messy bed head. She was doing it completely wrong.
"Start at the bottom and work your way up, Blake. You're going to tear your hair out other wise," Yang said as she sat down on the bed next to her.
Blake handed the brush over to Yang knowing she wouldn't get out of this one. For some unknown reason her partner had a vested interest in making sure that all of her teammates hair was properly taken care of. It was strangely soothing to have her teammate brush her hair out for her. It was like a mother with a child.
Yang stopped brushing Blake's hair out and looked at the time. Team RWBY had to go right now or else they'd be late for Dr. Oobleck's class. He hated late comers with a passion as much as he hated those who didn't put in enough effort.
Yang ran outside with her teammates and enjoyed the rare feeling of being pumped up more by the bright light.
"Dear Monty," Yang thought, "Thank you for making my world."
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I just finished watching RWBY volume three. You can find it on Crunchyroll or on the Rooster Teeth website. I'm surprised and heartbroken by the events that took place. Please know that the mindset of the girls will have be that of volume two's end and not the end of volume three partially for my own sanity as a writer of fanfiction. I, as well as many other fans I'm sure, will be waiting in a certain Egyptian river until the end of Hiatus and possibly a long while after that. I'm glad. This is a coping mechanism for all of us.
That being said any criticisms of the work would be very welcome.