The 3 (Heist, Heist, Baby.)

A/N:And I'm back with more Pyrruby. This one takes place about a month after chapter 2, and about two years before chapter three. Check my poll, guys, and make sure to review.

"Alright guys, I know this is gonna be risky, and some of you might not make it out, but I feel like the take is more than worth it."

Ruby stood at attention beside a painstakingly-drawn map of the target that had been hung on the wall of her dorm, a riding crop held in one hand that was seeing use as a pointer.

Yang had graciously donated it, so no one was asking why it bore such a strong resemblance to Professor Goodwitch's. They were all in agreement that to go down that path was to risk madness.

Plus, Weiss kept glaring at them whenever anyone tried to say anything about it.

Yang and Weiss were casually entangled on the heiress' bed in a way that hurt to look at, but the two seemed perfectly comfortable.

Blake had graciously allowed the members of Team JNPR that were invited to the meeting the use of her bed, choosing to perch on Ruby's bunk. The fact that Zwei was present had no bearing on her decision.

Said mutt was currently snoozing in Nora's lap. Jaune and Ren sat on either side of her, watching Ruby with attentive and bemused expressions, respectively.

"Now, you may have noticed," Ruby continued. "Pyrrha's not here with us. As much as I'd lo- prefer." She cut off, looking away and letting the red drain from her cheeks. Yang and Nora sent each other amused looks. "Prefer to have her with us, she's just not suited for this take. If it all goes well, we'll be walking away with-"

"We're gonna steal the Declaration of Independence." Nora and Jaune muttered in unison. They gave each other quick high fives.

"I'd hope not. Pretty sure Weiss' dad already bought it, and he already doesn't like me." Yang piped in.

"Wait, your dad bought the Declaration of Independence?" Ruby tilted her head.

"Of course n-"

"Mm-hmm." Blake said. "He has it hung on the wall of his office, uses it for darts practice. Whatever basic right he hits, he decides to deny faunus for the day."

"Yeah, he hit the right to bear arms last Thursday. Blake had to skip Goodwitch's class so no one would catch on." Yang said, wincing at the elbow Weiss dug into her side.

"Is that why Blake was so quiet at the start of the year? He kept hitting the right to free speech?" Nora asked.

"I think that's enough-" Yang started, shrinking away from Weiss.

"Wait, I got one!" Jaune said, ignoring the heiress' glare. "He hit Free Assembly, and the White Fang took the day off!"

There was a pregnant pause while everyone waited for the explosion.

However...

"I still remember the day Father hit Freedom of Religion. He had me and Winter set up a ticket booth outside of the church, and I made enough to buy my third pony."

/

"I'm sorry professor, it won't happen again. Weiss just told a really good joke, and-"

Goodwitch raised an eyebrow.

Ruby stomped her foot. "It's true!"

"Well, whatever the cause may have been, students only get three noise complaints a term before disciplinary action is taken. P lease tell Miss Schnee that if she intends to pursue a career in the humor business, there is a prominent clown college in town and I would be more than happy to write her a recommendation, provided she agrees to take Miss Xiao-Long with her."

There were snickers on the other side of the door, followed by a rather girlish yelp.

Professor Goodwitch rubbed at the bridge of her nose. "Miss Rose, I have grading to attend to. I trust you can assist Mister Arc on your own?"

Ruby opened the door and peeked inside. "Uh, probably... It looks like it's just Weiss trying to get him." She turned around to bid the professor farewell, only to see her turning a corner at the end of the hall.

/

"Okay, guys. If we're all done, I'd like to go over the plan now. "Okay?"

Jaune sent her a thumbs up from his new position; hiding behind Nora.

Yang sent her a quick thumbs up, then tightened her hold on the heiress, who seemed to have no problems with her new position.

Ruby wasn't sure how useful spooning was as an incapacitation technique, but according to Yang tying Weiss up wouldn't work.

Well, actually she had just mentioned the heiress was good with knots, and said that since they'd lost the key to the handcuffs, someone would have to physically hold Weiss. Then she'd volunteered, and Ruby had been too busy repressing the images Yang's reasoning had brought up to question it.

"Good. Now, the target keeps the take in a large, locked crate in her closet. According to her, no one knows what's actually in it, but I'm pretty sure I've figured it out."

"Wait... are we robbing Pyrrha?" Jaune asked, his eyes wide. "Because that map only shows our rooms, and Pyrrha has-"

"Eh, robbing's a strong word. Now-" She continued over Jaune's objections. "Weiss, your job is to help me climb into that air duct, then stay here with the map and relay directions"

She motioned towards the ceiling, and the heiress nodded, grabbing her scroll and planning out the trajectories she'd need.

"Nora, Ren, you guys're lookouts. I want you posted on either end of the hall, make sure you call if Pyrrha or a professor is coming."

The two nodded in unison.

"Yang, I want you covering the door, as a last line of defense. If she gets through everyone else, I need you to distract her."

Yang nodded solemnly. "It's been an honor serving with you, sis."

"Likewise. Blake, Jaune, I need you two to distract the target. She's been wanting someone to spar with for a few days now, so you two are gonna go up against her and keep her busy long enough for me to get in, grab what we want, and get out. Any questions?"

"Uh, yeah..." Jaune said. "Couldn't Weiss help Blake? I mean, you could probably reach the duct if you stood on my shoulders, and they would probably be more of a challenge than me and Blake."

"Good suggestion, but Weiss has to stay here and be our cover. She's really good at glaring at people until they leave."

"Didn't work with me." Yang singsonged.

"Besides," Ruby continued. "You know how Pyrrha fights better than the rest of us put together. You are the best person for this role, Jaune. I believe in you."

Jaune was clearly taken aback. "Wow, thanks... I don't really know what to-"

"And she wants Pyrrha to beat the snot out of you because she's worried she might still have a crush on you."

"Yang!" Ruby stomped a foot. "I am not! I trust Pyrrha." She looked at Jaune, who appeared to be practicing his goldfish impression. "And my plan is not meant to get Jaune beat up. There's a chance it could happen, since she probably can't hold back on you and beat Blake at the same time but-"

Jaune put his head in his hands. "How did I miss that?" He looked up, shaking his head. "Did I miss anything else?"

"I have red hair." Nora said.

"I'm a faunus." Blake piped in.

"I actually find you somewhat tolerable when you're not hitting on me." Weiss admitted.

"Ruby's putting you and Blake together to try and get you guys dating."

Ruby stammered.

Blake nearly fell off Ruby's bed.

Jaune looked to Yang. "Really?"

"Yup." She said, popping the p. "It's kind of cute, really. For what it's worth, you guys would be-"

Blake threw a pillow at her.

"What?" Yang asked, smiling. "He's totally your type."

"I do not have a 'type.' Blake said, biting off the words.

"You absolutely do." Yang shot back.

"Guys-" Ruby started.

"You've seen me date one person! How does that mean I have a type? And what do they possibly have in common?"

"Blonde, nice body, abs for days, can't figure out when to stop talking..." Yang counted off on her fingers.

"So, you're her type too?" Weiss asked innocently. Everyone started snickering.

Yang tightened her arms around the smaller girl. "Sorry babe, but like I already told you, not until your birthday." She stage-whispered.

The snickering stopped.

There was a long pause.

Blake swung down off Ruby's bed and started walking towards the door. "Alright, Jaune. Lets go distract Pyrrha."

Jaune followed her. "Just to check, you don't-"

The door closed behind them.

Ruby shook her head. "Alright, guys-" A girlish yelp from outside interrupted her, and she sighed. "Alright, guys. Lets do this. Everyone stick to the plan, and we'll come out just fine."

Yang, Nora, and Ren left the room and split up, each going to their posts.

Weiss sat up and began forming several launch glyphs.

"Uh..." Ruby said? Vocalized? Uhhed?

Ruby uhhed.

Weiss raised an eyebrow.

"Can't you just make, like... stairs? Something that won't launch me face-first into an air duct?"

"Stairs."

"Yeah."

Weiss stared for a moment, then sighed. "Fine."

She made several glyphs into the vague shape of a flight of stairs, muttering something about Yang being more fun that Ruby diplomatically ignored.

/

Pyrrha raised an eyebrow. "Spar with both of you? What brought this on? You two don't seem like the most likely pair."

"Tell that to Yang." Blake muttered.

Pyrrha tilted her head. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that."

"I asked if you were scared." Blake said, crossing her arms."

Jaune's eyes widened at the downright predatory grin Pyrrha got on her face. "Uh, maybe we could take turns..."

Blake shook her head. "Loser buys everyone lunch tomorrow. Deal?" She extended a hand.

"Deal."

/

"What do you think you're looking at, Cardy? You feel like a tough guy? Huh?!" Nora whisper-shouted. She shook him roughly.

Said boy was seriously reconsidering the series of choices that led to him walking down this hallway. Everyone knew this was where the crazy ones stayed. "Nothing! Just let me leave. I just wanted to get something to eat!" He whispered back.

"Yeah, get the fuck outta here." Nora tossed him bodily back down the hall he'd came from.

/

Blake motioned towards Pyrrha. "Well? Charge her!"

"W-what? No! I like being alive."

"Oh, come on! You have a sword and a shield. She has a gun. How is this going to end well if you don't charge?"

"She might shoot you instead?"

"Fair, but if you charge you won't have to worry about me shooting you."

There was a pause, and Pyrrha waited patiently for them to formulate a strategy.

"Well?!"

"I'm weighing my options!"

/

Yang sighed and started counting the ceiling tiles. "This sucks.

/

Ruby hummed to herself as she navigated the ducts.

She came to a bend and cursing her lack of the map, texted Weiss for directions.

/

Pyrrha allowed the strike to glance off her shield, then kicked Jaune's leg out from beneath him, knocking him down to one knee.

She kneed him in the face and turned to block the volley of pistol fire Blake sent at her, placing a foot firmly on his sword-arm to keep him down.

"I'm sorry." She muttered.

Jaune said nothing, checking his aura and his jaw to see if they could take another hit like that.

/

Ruby loosened the grate beneath her, carefully moved it to the side, and dropped silently down into Team JNPR's room.

She put her scroll to her ear. "I'm in."

/

Weiss looked at her scroll in annoyance. "Why'd you have to call me to tell me that?" She hung up on Ruby, ignoring the younger girl's lecture on 'proper' super-sweet-stealth-stuff protocol.

/

Pyrrha threw her shield towards Jaune, successfully knocking him down and halting his charge, then turned to fire off several shots at Blake, the faunus using her semblance to keep moving closer even while dodging. She lashed out with several slashes towards the champ, but Pyrrha already had her shield back and the slices did little more than glance off.

Jaune struggled to his feet in time to have Pyrrha knock Blake into him, sending him back to the ground.

Blake rolled to her feet almost instantly, and he resisted the urge to curse at her.

/

Ruby pried the box open and her eyes widened. "We've hit the jackpot. I've got it, just let me open the door and Yang can help carry it all back.

/

Pyrrha slammed her shield into Jaune's head and he went down, the buzzer sounding to indicate his aura had dropped to dangerous levels.

She knocked Blake's slice downward and jumped over it, wrapping her calves tightly around the faunus' neck before throwing throwing her weight backwards.

Her hands touched the ground and she let Blake go, smirking as the smaller girl's momentum carried her into the ground.

Pyrrha launched herself into a handspring over her fallen foe, and prepared to attack again.

The buzzer rang again.

/

Yang hefted the box on her shoulder. "Y'know, if you were just gonna walk out of here with the stuff, we could've used one of the other's scrolls to unlock the room."

"Pft. If we'd have done that, she could've checked the registry to see who unlocked the door."

Yang nodded, and there was silence for a moment.

"You didn't know there was this much stuff, did you?"

"Nope."

/

Nora raised an eyebrow. Blake was supporting Jaune as they walked down the hall, the boy's arm around her neck.

Pyrrha walked a few steps behind them, carrying Crocea Mors on her side.

She pointed her chin towards the two and mouthed 'Told you so.'

Nora rolled her eyes and used her scroll to ask Ruby if they were done yet. When she got her answer, she started walking with the group back to their rooms.

/

Team RWBY was getting ready for bed and trying to get used to their 'not-creepy-at-all-guys-shut-up-Yang-quit-giggling' decorations when there was a knock on the door.

Ruby opened it, and looked up into bemused green eyes, a smile on her face. "Hey, Pyrrha. What's up?"

Pyrrha tried to glare, she really did. But come on, cut her some slack. Have you ever seen Ruby? She's basically a puppy. It doesn't matter what she does, because she's adorable and you'll forgive her for it.

Well, it's more like a particularly devious puppy who knows she'll be forgiven for whatever she's done, so she does whatever she wants.

On a normal person, that smile would compel them to smile back. There's only a few 'normal' people who, through years of exposure, have managed to gain a resistance.

Pyrrha is not one of them.

But neither is she normal.

She is Pyrrha fucking Nikos, and she is stronger than the compulsion.

"Hello, Ruby." She said through clenched teeth. Ruby's eyes lost a little bit of their shine, and her shoulders hunched slightly.

Pyrrha found herself unable to resist the urge to give her a hug.

Yang let out a whistle. "You almost had her Pyrrha, but I guess she's already got you whipped, huh?"

Oh, there's the glare. That would've been useful earlier.

Yang, displaying that self-preservation instinct that would surely make her either very famous or very dead, let out a keening whine. "Ruby, your girlfriend is being mean to me."

They turned in unison to say something to her, but midway there they got nearly identical goofy grins as they remembered they have girlfriends.

Yang chuckled. "Every time. It's never not funny."

"Please tell me I don't act like that. Ever."

"Aw, Weiss, I can't lie to you. I love you too much."

Weiss' face pulled a hard switch from angry to goofy halfway through Yang's sentence.

Blake silently lamented her lack of a camera.

Pyrrha shook her head, and tried again to glare at her gi- Ruby.

"Why'd you take it all?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Pyrrha's eyes narrowed. "Ruby, you and my team are the only ones I've told that I even have it, let alone where I keep it. And who else would go to all that trouble to steal that stuff?"

"How would I know? You have a lot of fans, anyone could have gotten it. Why does it matter, anyway? You got it all complimentary, anyway."

Pyrrha scratched the back of hr head. "I... I mean, it doesn't, not really. But you could have asked!"

"You still haven't proven I took anything." Ruby said, er jaw set defiantly.

Yang started laughing.

"Ruby, you are wearing a 'Pyrrha Nikos is my Goddess' t-shirt in my size. I can see three bobbleheads on your dresser. And... did you seriously take the 'Sleepytime Nikos' body pillow?!"

"No." Ruby replied petulantly. "I bought all of these with my own money." Her eyes widened. "Uh, except that last one. Weiss bought that after initiation.

Weiss started sputtering.

Blake giggled, before cutting off and grabbing her ribs.

Yang laughed harder.

"Ruby." Pyrrha warned.

"Yeah, it was me." She muttered. "Can I keep the shirts?"

Pyrrha sighed. "You can keep most of it, I suppose. But I want the body pillow back."

She seemed to reconsider her words.

"Well, want is a strong word."

"So, can Weiss keep it, or..."

Weiss threw a pillow at Yang, who dodged it. So Weiss propelled it back at her with a glyph, which the blonde failed to dodge and was therefore rewarded with the taste of the floor.

Pyrrha took one look at the ensuing melee and decided to vacate the premises.

After all, she still had some questions for her team about how Ruby had pulled off the theft, and she intended to see them answered.

Plus, she needed to ask Jaune about a double date with him and Blake.

It was so exciting to see something finally working out for him!