Yo Peeps, GMG here with a new chapter. It's Ladybug, but I had this idea in my mind and it was all thanks to Shovel Knight. For those who have played the game, you might recognize this.

Also, a special thanks to Gorsouul and the many reviews left in your wake. Sorry for forgetting to add this when this chapter went up, but better late than never!

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or Shovel Knight.

Today had been truly exhausting for Ruby Rose. She had been sent on a solo mission, hunting a pack of beowolves and slaying them, in an otherwise normal mission for a huntress in training. Setting up her bedroll, she leaned back and let sleep overtake her.

In her dream it was a picture of pure white. Nothing to see in any direction at first before words flashed into existence before her.

"-Catch Her-"

Looking up, she saw a starry night, a figure falling to the ground at a remarkable speed. With the dark background of the night sky, it was impossible to make out just who it was, but she figured it was someone important to her.

But who?

She didn't further time to ponder the thought as a light fog rolled in and growls filled the air. On all sides, Grimm as far as the eye could see, Nevermores, Beowolves, Boarbatusks, and countless others. She reached for Crescent Rose, only to find the massive weapon to be gone. The Grimm closing in, she glanced around, finding a handle sticking out of the ground. Resembling that of a sword's, she pulled it from the ground, expecting to find a sharpened blade awaiting her.

It was a shovel.

A dust-forsaken shovel.

She almost threw it aside, but a second glance revealed a well honed edge to the spade. For a piece of gardening equipment, it seemed pretty lethal.

Taking up a guarded stance, she began batting away any monster that threatened her. They would all taste justice! Shovel Justice!

In a very Yang-esque moment, she quipped, "For Shovelry!"

As Grimm attacked, they were met with swift strikes from the shovel wielding Ruby, her strikes precise and devastating. She was surprised to see they shovel capable of slicing off the limbs of the soulless creatures as she struck them down, one after the other.

Glancing up during a small reprieve in the assault, she noticed how close the figure was. Seeing her, Ruby felt renewed and began fighting with more vigor. She didn't know who she was saving, but she was a huntress in training and she wasn't going to let anyone down.

As she tore a path through the horde, a figure emerged from amongst the growling creatures, bowing forward and tipping his hat off to her. In his hand, the oh so familiar cane. Only one eye was visible, the other hidden behind orange locks.

Neither spoke a word when they saw one another, the Grimm around them retreating, allowing the two to face each other without obstruction. Each spent the moment sizing each other up before they collided in a shower of sparks. Shovel met cane as the two engaged their opponent. Ruby was inexperienced in the art of shovelry, so she relied on her speed to even the odds. Her mix of unorthodox attacks and blinding speed kept her foe on the defensive, the master thief constantly blocking and redirecting her vicious attacks.

Ruby's brows furrowed in concentration as she tried to find an opening, but her foe wouldn't let her have one. Suddenly, a feeling wrenched her gut, causing her to gasp. She didn't need to look, to know that it was now or never. Tapping into her semblance, she disappeared in a flurry of petals, appearing behind the cane wielder, shovel outstretched in a thrust away from the man. A few seconds passed before he collapsed to the ground in a heap.

Tossing the shovel aside, Ruby cast her silver gaze upwards, arm extended as she leapt into the air. The woman fell into her arms, Ruby encircling her as they landed, making sure the woman wasn't too jostled. Looking down at the unconscious person in her grasp, Ruby's eyes widened at the sight of her teammate, Blake Belladonna. The faunus was garbed in plated armor, black and purple in color, an overly large shield on her arm. Ruby brought a hand up, tracing a pale cheek, pushing aside the strewn black locks that lay on Blake's face.

Stirring, golden eyes flickered open, before focusing on Ruby's own set of silver. The unfocused look gave way as the woman regained consciousness, a smile pulling at her lips a s she recognized her savior. She leaned up, placing a kiss on a stunned Ruby's lips, causing the girl to turn tomato red. "Thank you, my hero."

"W-whuuuu…." Ruby let the attempt at speech fade away, unsure of how to respond. What are you supposed to do when the prettiest person in all of Vale kisses you. AND NOT LIKE A FRIEND! Like, an actual kiss, like what Pyrrha wants from Jaune. Or at least that's what she gathered from the Mistralian.

Dust, why were pretty girls and kisses so complicated?

"Ruby," Blake spoke, pulling the girl from her thoughts.

"Ye-ye-yeah, Blake?"

"Stop spacing out and kiss me already."

Snapping a salute with her free hand with a nervous chuckle, Ruby nodded. "Yes, Ma'am!" She yelped when Blake grabbed her by the shirt and pulled her into another kiss.

Maybe it wasn't so complicated…

All-in-all, Ruby was proud of her escapades. They were fit for a hero. After all, she had Justice in Spades.

Well… until she woke up.

Stupid dreams.

Cursing whatever deities existed for ending really nice dreams, she picked up her bedroll and was off to Beacon, unaware of what her future held.

The author, on the other hand, is perfectly aware of what her future is and is currently envisioning small children that resembled their two mothers, Blake and Ruby. Yuri pairings are the best, no?

End…

I'm pleased with this. Another ladybug oneshot is currently being worked on for What's This About Roses Being Red? and will be out in less than two weeks, if I can get off my lazy ass and finish typing it. That said, my absence for the last week and a half is because of vacation. I'm sure you can all understand the busy times associated with Xmas and the like. Hope you all enjoyed this and I'll see you in the next chapter!