"I never knew you were good with this kind of stuff."

Studying the blueprints to Adam's new outside abode drawn out by Ren, Jaune passed a hammer to his teammate. They had started working on the man-sized doghouse immediately after Blake's rally had ended, with Nora bringing the two supplies from the shed out back. The girl had just returned with even more plywood, dropping the planks by Ren.

"There's many things I'm good at," Ren answered with a nail between his teeth, "When you are living with another orphan with no parents to guide you, its kind of a given to learn these skills. Most of them are too practical for our activities at Beacon other than cooking so I don't exactly display them much."

"Oh, you should've seen the tire swing Ren made out of logs once!" Nora slapped her partner on the shoulder, causing him to smash his fingers with the hammer, "It was incredible! Well, until I smashed it with my hammer one day while practicing my swing. He didn't like that very much."

"You've always been destructive when you're not trying to be," Ren sighed, ignoring his aching finger and working again, "Some habits die slowly, it seems."

"Aw, but I've been trying so hard!"

"Somehow, I doubt that," Jaune said, looking at two paint buckets, "So, what color are we going with? Red or white?"

"Ooh!" Nora's eyes lit up in excitement, "Let's mix 'em and make pink!"

"I don't think Adam will like that very much, Nora."

"Isn't that the point?" Ren shrugged.

"…Pink it is, then."

Pouring out even amounts of the paints onto a board, Jaune started blending the two colors with a brush when he heard a familiar voice calling for Adam. Jaune waved to Pyrrha, and the girl rushed over to them. She looked physically stressed, with her bangs messy and eyes wide.

"Whoa," Jaune said, looking over the usually composed Nikos, "Are you okay?"

"I lost him," Pyrrha panted, hands on her knees, "I turned away for a second and he ran off somewhere. I've been asking everyone if they've seen him, and Roman said he went outside."

"We haven't seen him," Ren said, "But then again, we have been busy with this. I doubt he could have went very far."

"I knew we should've broke his legs," Nora added, "But nobody ever likes doing things the fun way."

Pyrrha crumpled down beside Jaune, fixing her hair. "How can one man be such a burden to everyone around him? He acts just like a child and not the good kind."

"I knew he was a nut job the moment we met him on the bus," Jaune moved a strand of Pyrrha's hair into place for her with his finger. The slight action made Pyrrha turn away and blush. "Uh, you okay?"

"Yes! Yes… I'm okay. It's just… I feel so much more pity for Blake right now. I doubt she ever felt any sort of tenderness when she was with-

And then it hit her.

"Oh no!"

"Pyrrha- Whoa!" She leaped up in a flash, nearly knocking Jaune on his back. The blonde stumbled to his feet to follow her. "Hold up! Where are you going?!"

"He's going after Blake!"

As the two dashed back to the house, Ren and Nora stayed right where they were trying to catch back up to what was happening. Not wanting to get involved with Taurus any more than he already was, Ren went right back to work. Nora, however, was eyeing the tool in his hand.

"Can I use the hammer now Ren-

"No. Mix the paint please."

"Aw, poop."

Nodding her head to the music blaring in her earphones, Yang sat in the bunk above Blake who was busy reading one of her novels. The two were enjoying their alone time, putting a Do Not Disturb sign on the door to send away any visitors. Knowing that Pyrrha would be keeping Adam occupied for at least a few hours, they could relax without having to watch out for him for once. Speaking of the Faunus, there had been something that had been eating away at Yang for a while. Now seemed like a better time than any to ask.

"Hey Blake," Yang peeked down at Blake from above, "What did you ever see in Adam?"

The cat snapped her novel shut, sighing. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Oh, come on Blake. I think it's only right you tell me. Couples shouldn't share secrets."

"Do you have to say it like that? You realize we only have to keep up the act until Adam gets the point."

Yang dropped down from above, landing on her feet. "I know. But it gets you flustered so easily. How can I not use it to my advantage?"

"I'm still not telling you."

A devious smile spread across Yang's face. "Then I'll make you!"

Before Blake could react, the blonde leaped on top of her. Taking off her bow, she exposed Blake's sensitive Faunus ears and began to tickle them. Yang wrapped her legs around her torso and held the cat in a submission hold, leaving Blake defenseless and unable to escape the assault.

"Please!" Blake laughed with tears in her eyes, "Stop! Stop it!"

"Then tell me!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll-

*BANG! BANG!*

The girls froze upon hearing the two loud knocks on their door.

"Blake!" Adam bellowed from outside, "I know you're in there! Open this door or I will!"

Thinking quick, Yang released her hold on Blake and flipped on top of her. "Go away, Adam! We're busy!"

Blake's eyes widened in a mixture of shock and anger as to what Yang was implying they were doing. The blonde shushed her as she waited for Adam to answer.

"Do you think I care, blonde one? It is my right to see my Blake, no matter what situation she is in!"

"You really don't want to come in here!" Yang replied. Covering Blake's mouth, she ruffled up her hair and undid the first few buttons of her shirt. She did the same to herself to make their position look more convincing.

"Too late."

The door kicked open, and Adam stepped inside to see what he saw as his Blake and Yang in the middle of a very intimate cuddling session. Blake's cries of protest were muffled into Yang's shoulder as the blonde glared at the intruder. "I told you not to come in here."

"This is my room as well," Adam answered, "Now, release my Blake so she can speak to me."

Hesitantly, Yang let go of Blake. The cat caught her breath as Adam looked on coldly. As much as she hated putting on the charade, right now she had little choice but to do so. "Get out of here, Adam. Yang and I are… busy."

"I know," Adam replied, sitting down on his bed, "I want to watch."

You know that feeling you get in in your gut when you realize you're fucked? Yeah, that's exactly what Yang and Blake were feeling right now.

"Y-You're joking."

"I am not," Adam rested his chin on his fist, eyeing Blake like a hawk, "I need to see if you truly have moved on from me. If I feel that you two truly are meant for one another, I will relinquish my ownership of you over to the blonde one. I swear upon my honor as a man."

"Yeah, a man who can't even tie his shoes."

"That is not important right now. All that matters is that you engage her, Blake. Right. Now."

Blake looked nervously at Yang, who was herself feeling uneasy. Joking about this was one thing; actually going further was a whole different ball game.

"Well, go on," Adam urged, smirking in light of his inevitable victory, "Prove me wrong. Kiss her, Blake. Do it."

The girls had two choices: 1) Let Adam win, and continue to cause trouble for the entire house, or 2) Get uncomfortably close to their teammate. One was simple but selfish, the other very awkward but for the greater good.

Looking back on it, they really only had one choice.

Blake and Yang stared at each other, both taking deep breaths. Closing their eyes and picturing someone else, they leaned slowly in towards each other with pursed lips. Adam began to fidget in his seat in fear that his beloved was finally out of his grasp as the two girls grew closer and closer towards each other…