New installment! "Sorry for the delay!" the writer apologised sheepishly.


"When Weiss gets a shocking letter, she tries to find out who wrote it."


This has got to be some sort of sick or twisted joke. Weiss thought, perplexed and angry at the same time.

It had already been yet another long day in a continuing chronology of long days, and all Weiss had wanted was to fall in her bed and sleep out the beckoning evening. But that clearly wasn't to be; upon entering the dorm room, she noticed that some thoughtful soul had left a letter for her on her bed.

Weiss read the letter over and over again, silently mouthing the words scrawled on the paper, the anger slowly growing. That's what she had been doing ever since she picked it up. The fact that someone had gone trespassing in her team's dorm room was bad enough, but the content of the letter knocked that out of the park. She ran her eyes down the letter once more, making sure to focus on every word;

"Hey there Snow Angel,

"You don't know who's writing this, and I'm not going to tell you. If you actually could figure out who is writing this, well that would be a reaction definitely worth watching. Of course, I could always just tell you in person and watch the look on your face, but, no; this is more fun.

"I've been watching you ever since you came to Beacon, and let's just say, there's just something about a cute little heiress that gets me going. And when you're in action with that sword? Mmm, I can barely contain myself. I hope we can talk soon, as something, hm, other than friends.

"An admirer, and believe me, a lot closer than you think."

Weiss' hands balled into fists as she thought to herself furiously, Ridiculous drivel, every word. Especially the line about 'that sword.' It's a rapier, for goodness' sake…be specific!

She quickly relaxed her fists and took a deep breath to compose herself. She folded the letter in her hand and strode out of the dorm room; she had some investigating to do.


Weiss was hurrying down the corridor when she noticed the Jaune, the scraggly fool that she was after. He was in conversation with someone, but ended it quickly when he noticed Weiss stomping towards him with purpose and murder in her eyes.

Jaune quickly swung on the charm, in an attempt to defuse the situation. "Well well, I knew you'd come back for me eventually."

Weiss rolled her eyes. "I'll cut to the chase," she said, and held up the letter. "I appreciate that you have some unhealthy obsession with myself and other girls, but I don't appreciate the creepy, inappropriate, anonymous letter."

Jaune's brow furrowed, and his expression shifted to one of confusion. He pointed to the letter. "Um, but, I didn't write any letter."

Weiss narrowed her eyes at him, and briefly analysed his reaction. She wanted to believe that he was lying, simply so that she could move to interrogating him, but from the way he reacted, she immediately knew he was telling the truth. She thought to herself in mild disappointment, He's right. He didn't have anything to do with this.

Frowning, she turned and began to walk away. "I suppose if you were going to write me a letter, you'd probably have your name all over it, huh?" she jabbed, in parting.

She barely heard him call out after her; "Wait, do you want me to write you a letter? 'Cause…I'll do that, if you want!"


Weiss decided that sleep would be now or never, and started heading back, when she noticed and walked up to someone else who might have answers.

"Hi, uh, Ren…" she began awkwardly, earning a wordless stare from him.

Weiss decided to forge on anyway, and held up the letter. "You didn't write this, by any chance?" she watched his face carefully, but it was like trying to look for a crack in a steel wall.

The heiress sighed internally, knowing that continuing this foolish exercise in futility wasn't going to get her anywhere. "….Um, never mind." she trudged off once again, leaving a perplexed Ren behind her.


Weiss knew sleep was out of the question now. She had found the other three girls sitting together in the dorm room, and now paced in front of them while they sat, a little weirded-out, on the one bed.

"Okay," she finally began, and held up the letter. "Did any of you see who put this letter in my room?"

She got another wordless stare, this time coming from Blake, and straight denials from Ruby and Yang.

"What is it?" Ruby asked.

Weiss was taken aback, and blanched, almost as if she hadn't been expecting such a rudimentary question. "Nothing!" she said rather prissily, after a slight hesitation.

Yang leaned over and whispered into Ruby's ear. Weiss managed to catch scraps of what she was saying: "…secrets…Weiss…something really private…" Ruby snickered and Yang smiled.

"Argh!" Weiss turned on her heel and stormed out. After a brief silence punctuated by bewilderment, Yang spoke loud enough for the remaining girls in the room to hear. "So, what do you think was in the letter?"

Ruby shrugged. "I don't know, but it looks like it freaked Weiss out, which really says something."

The turning of a page preceded Blake's answer. "It's an anonymous love letter."

"Hmm," Yang looked at her curiously. "Did you do that creepy thing you do where you can tell what's up with someone?" she asked.

Blake frowned and glanced up from her book. "Creepy?"

"Heh, well, um," Yang laughed nervously. "Not that you're, um, 'creepy', or anything, hehe…"

Blake glowered at Yang, but turned her eyes back to her book anyway. "No."

Ruby shook her head. "So, how do you know what it is?"

Blake turned another page. "I wrote it."

The reactions on the faces of Ruby and Yang could best be described as a mix of shocked and mystified. Blake noticed and looked back up at them. "What?"

"Well, I guess you could say we got thrown when you essentially just said 'Yeah, I wrote Weiss a love letter.'" Yang pointed out.

Blake shrugged. "Eh, I was bored." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ruby staring at her. "What?" she repeated.

"Is it real, though? I mean, do you…um, you know?" she pressed awkwardly.

Blake blinked once, and burst out in laughter, much to the astonishment of the two sisters. "No, no, no!"

Still giggling, she closed her book and stood up, wiping her eyes. She breathed deeply. "I'm going to turn in," she sighed. "Read the letter for yourself, you'll see." She jumped over onto her bed on that note, leaving a stunned Yang and Ruby still trying to mentally process what just happened.


"This is Weiss' stuff! We should not be going through Weiss' stuff, Yang!" Ruby whispered anxiously.

"Oh please, what's Princess going to do?" Yang questioned disparagingly.

"I don't know! Which is why we shouldn't be doing this!"

"You worry too much. How is it you're the leader of this team?" Yang quizzed, and earned an angry glare in response. "Look, just stay cool, alright! Nothing's gonna happen. Now, just stand over by the door while I find this letter."

Ruby crossed her arms. "Why do I have to stand watch?"

Yang turned around, and laid her hands on her sister's shoulders. "Because, while you are the leader of this team, I'm still older and bigger than you, and I won't have a problem providing you with a physical reminder of the fact," she said sweetly and condescendingly. "Now, just stand over there."

"Hmph," Ruby pouted, but stood over by the door anyway. "How do I get dragged into these crazy ideas of yours?"

"Well," Yang started rifling through Weiss' things. "For starters, it was Blake's suggestion, not my idea. And you didn't have to come with me!"

"But I wanna see the letter!"

"Ah, well then," Yang triumphantly turned around, hoisting a piece of paper in the air. "You'll be glad you came after all!"

"What does it say? What does it say?" Ruby rushed over to Yang, who unfolded the letter carefully. She laid it out on Weiss' bed, and they silently started reading.

After about twelve seconds, Yang snorted derisively. "Okay, yeah, I see where Blake was coming from. This doesn't mean jack."

"How can you tell?"

Yang quirked her eyebrow and smirked at Ruby. "'Snow Angel?'"


It was fun writing this chapter (as far as I can remember; I wrote it a while ago), and I hope you liked reading it just as much.

I have another chapter just about set to go, ETA for early next week.

I also have to announce that the 10th installment, the one after next, for this project will be a special one. More information on this mythical, special chapter will be disclosed on both my profile page and next week's installment, so stay tuned!

EDIT (18/10): Hey, you know what? Scratch the above. This special installment is dropping next week, as the 9th installment. I restructured how I'm going to schedule the next few releases, so this specially-coming one got bumped up early, because I wrote the 2.6k words for it in less than two days; started it yesterday noon, finished it this afternoon. I'm editing it over the course of the next few days, and I'll drop it early on in the coming week!

(EDIT: 11/11): After I wrapped on Season One, I decided to revisit all the installments; cleaned up a little.

...Truly Yours, Kalico.