A/N: I'm planning a super long Christmas Special. Don't expect it until at least mid December, but here's an introduction. There are some hints here too for what happens. Also, I'll be editing previous chapters (more, I've already made edits to each once). Happy Thanksgiving!
Weiss had taken Ruby shopping. It was the beginning of December, and she was determined to begin finding presents at the earliest possible opportunity. She tapped away at her phone, listing anything and everything Ruby showed the slightest interest in. She was determined to make Christmas special. After all, Weiss had never seen the point, but Ruby was really into it and so, she was going to make it work if it killed her.
"We should really get back sometime." Ruby said, equally absorbed in writing down ideas in a slightly less high tech notebook.
"Hmm, agreed." Weiss scanned her list. About fifty items. It seemed like a reasonable starting point. She usually got around that many from her parents, so it was probably a good estimate for how many she should buy.
The two girls headed back to their respective houses, each absorbed in holiday ideas.
"Wow. The turkey is barely gone and we're already in the Christmas season." Blake commented dryly as Ruby and Yang buzzed around the apartment, consumed in decorating fever.
"Blake! Don't be a sour-puss." Yang told her, chuckling as she hung a picture of holiday desserts on the wall.
"Your puns are awful." Blake grumbled.
"I try!" Yang replied, shoving a box of decorations at Blake. "Help." Then she and Ruby launched into another carol.
"We three kings of Orient are..." They boomed in comically deep voices.
"Will you be quiet!" Blake hissed.
Yang stopped just long enough to reply "Is our cat-erwauling upsetting you, Blakey dear?" Before she continued to the next verse.
"Trying to smoke a rubber cigar..."
Blake sat down on the couch in a huff. "I hate holidays." She muttered, flicking on the television.
"Santa says to use Colgate toothpaste this holiday season!"
"Rrgh!"
"Hey Yang?" Ruby asked. It was a few hours after the initial decorating spree. Blake had gone home, muttering something about elves, and the sisters were alone.
"Yeah Rubes?"
"Who do you think we should invite to our Christmas party?"
Yang shrugged. "Meh. Let's keep it small. Just you, me, Weiss, and Blake?"
Ruby looked pensive. "I guess. I feel like I'm forgetting someone."
"Meh." Yang sighed. "So, I guess we're staying up till midnight?" She said with a grin.
"No cheating this year." Ruby informed her. The two girls had a very beat up old advent calendar, and every year they waited until midnight for December first, also known as tomorrow, before savoring the first piece of candy.
A few short hours later, Ruby and Yang were both sucking on candy canes, hard earned with sleep deprivation.
"Rubes! Look!" Yang said suddenly, gesturing wildly.
"Is that..." Ruby breathed.
"Let's go see!" Yang squealed. They both ran up to the glass, pressing their faces against it. It was snowing, little white flakes drifting down to earth like fallen angels.
"This year is gonna be so awesome." Ruby murmured.
"I think we should have hot chocolate." Yang declared. "And tomorrow, snowball fight?"
"You are so on." The two grinned. This was a perfect start to the best holiday of the year.
Ruby was awoken with a snowball to the face. "Yang, what!"
"I'm winning!" Her sister called, running out the door.
"You cheated!" Ruby yelled, racing after her, completely forgetting silly things like coats, jackets, or shoes.
"Rubes, go in, put on a coat." Her sister told her from right beside the door. She had been holding a double armful of snow to dump on her little sister, but mothering came first.
"Spoilsport." Ruby grumbled, trudging back in. Ten minutes later, she charged back up looking like a goth marshmallow in a big poofy jacket and a red beanie.
The next two hours were cold, wet, and awesome. What little yard they had was scarred with the signs of battle as the girls threw handful after handful of snow at eachother, giggling like lunatics in the Winter paradise.
Finally, Ruby admitted defeat. "Ack! You win! No more!" She squeaked as Yang barreled towards her with a huge armload of snow. Her sisters strategy mostly consisted of ignoring Ruby's snowballs and instead just shoving the largest amount of snow possible down her little sisters coat.
"Wimp." Yang smirked, dumping her last payload on Ruby's head.
"I said you win, jerk!" Ruby squealed, dancing and trying to get the icy powder off.
"Well, then let's get inside. It's freezing." Yang paused for dramatic effect. "Literally!"
Ruby groaned. "Shut... up..."
"Never, little sis. I am unstoppable."
The next few weeks were packed. Ruby and Yang were completely absorbed in planning the party. Blake was annoyed. Weiss was gift shopping. Before anyone knew it, 'twas the week before Christmas. Well, week and three days, but who's counting? Presents were bought, snow was sculpted into art, and sometimes thrown, and a good time was had by... most. Because Blake got a cold, which she insisted was the fault of the stupid weather despite never setting foot outside.
Some people...
A/N: Blake reflects my attitude towards being too early for Christmas pretty well. So, I'm sorry for being too early for the holidays. It bugs me, but my Christmas cheer needed to get out so this was written. I must keep my Grinch-ness until at least halfway through December before I admit it is, in fact, the season to be jolly.