Weiss Reacts to Yet Another Weiss Christmas Story!
A/N: Welcome, one and all to Weiss Reacts! Today, we'll be reacting to G.N Over-Kite's 'Yet Another Weiss Christmas Story'! A shout out to you for letting me write about it! Woo! By the way, ladies and gents, you should go read that instead of this- the writing is far better and far more motivated. :P
So, with that out of the way, I'll let you guys read and I hope you enjoy this!
DISCLAIMER: RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth. Otherwise, Yang would be a meganekko (shout out to Little Sun Dragon-Chan right here!)
Yet Another Weiss Christmas Story belongs to G.N Over-Kite.
NOTE: Because of how fast he is currently updating, I will NOT cover the latest chapter to Yet Another Weiss Christmas Story; I've only covered the ones out as of the time of typing.
"Yang…." Weiss sighed, her eyelid twitching, her finger trying to point at the brawler limply.
"Yeeee~eeees?"
"…..why are you dressed like that?" Weiss motioned to the dress Yang was wearing; a fairly conservative, puffy white robe. The brawler also had her normally loose blonde hair done up in a ponytail, and her eyes were behind thin-rimmed, circular glasses. Her knees were bumped together, and there were papers gathered in her arms.
She looked, altogether, like the typical shy nerd in the anime she and her sister so obsessed over.
"…..Yang….explain this immediately."
"B-but Weiss-senpai….I-I just wanted s-someone to-"
"YANG XIAO LONG."
"Alright, alright, I just wanted to see what I looked like if were to dress like a typical meganekko." She shrugged. "I look cute, don't I?"
"…..no." The heiress sighed. "You look pathetic."
"I'll take that as a yes~" Yang, smiling, skipped out of her room, humming. Weiss sighed, turning her chair around to her computer; she had been looking at more fanfiction. "Crazy woman. Crazy, crazy woman. Very well…."
Bored, she browsed through the various fanfictions on the front page; some insane person had decided to create a fanfiction about a 'moe' Yang- "Impossible. The woman is far too much of a pervert and a tease to be moe."-, which she skipped over, before the title of a fanfic caught her eye.
"'Yet Another Weiss Christmas Story?' I still don't understand why they call it Christmas…." Weiss sighed. "…..at least this writer has a sense of humor." She chuckled.
"I hope this peasant knows how to write better than most of his compatriots. I don't have the best hope for it, but I can hope." Curious, she clicked on the link to the story, beginning to read it.
"Hmph. Knowing Yang, she would probably force Ruby to dress in something less innocent." Weiss folded her arms, reading the fic, chuckling. "But then again, Xiao Long has the tendency of subverting expectations. I wonder what she'll do next Christmas…."
"Rubolph? ….I see that this one has worse puns than Nora and sloths." She sighed, as she read on further. "Hmph. As if I would let Ruby hug me that much- I would slug her, no matter HOW undignified it would be. Hmph. Ruby hugging me. As if." At that moment, Weiss was not thinking about Ruby hugging her tightly, her warm body snuggling tightly against her in bed, sharing a bowl of strawberries and cream.
Blushing profusely, Weiss shook her head. "Hmph….our team, big girls who can take care of themselves? I'd rather entrust Nora with my pancakes."
"Rather do that than what?" Blake walked in, licking a cone of vanilla ice cream.
"I'd rather entrust my pancakes to Nora than entrust anything to you and the others, knowing your antics." Weiss smiled smugly. "You know that too well."
"Antics are the way our friendship survives." She smirked as she walked across.
"More like 'how I am vicitmized'." Weiss sighed. "What do you want, Blake?"
"I just came in to do things." Blake shrugged. "Why don't you want me in here?"
"I just thought you were to commit an antic in here involving me." She sighed. The catgirl smirked. "Amusing, how you think I'm always committing antics."Blake sighed. "You're accusing me of something Yang is guiltier of than me. What's that you reading?"
"Just a boring fanfic."
"Fanfics are never boring when you rage at them."
"Shut up, Belladonna." Weiss glared at Blake, who had a mischievous smirk on her face. Sighing, she continued to read the fanfic.
"Yet ANOTHER fanfic shipping me with Ruby?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?! WHY DO THEY THINK I HAVE FEELINGS FOR THAT IDIOT?!"
"Because you do?" Blake shrugged. "Just a thought." Weiss glared at her further. "Why do you do this?"
"Just telling you what I see."
"D-damn you." Weiss sighed, looking away. "S-so….." She shook her head. "Of course, the first chapter ends with me falling naked in front of everyone. Typical.
These peasants are such deviants…."
"You seem to like deviants, the amount of times you see them." Blake shrugged. The heiress clenched her fists, but sighed and continued reading.
Weiss sighed. "What antics would Yang be trying to get me to hug Ruby? It's probably something stupid…."
"Do you remember what she did last Christmas?" Blake reminded her. "She practically stripped her naked and shoved her on you in your sleep."
"…..I'm scared to see what insanity Weiss had planned."Weiss shuddered. "And I am nowhere near such a recluse…..I would not deny a good Christmas dinner. Who would?"
"Really now? You were too embarrassed to even walk out of your room that day, Weiss."
"S-shut up, Blake." Weiss glared at her.
"Yes, you were too ashamed to look at the girl you saw, naked, in your bed that morning." The catgirl was enjoying every second of watching the blushing Weiss squirm.
"Y-you…." Weiss grumbled. "…and of course, it's angst related to your dad." Blake noted.
"My dad doesn't mind Ruby…." She sighed. "He's just like the rest of you. Trying to pair me up with her…..seriously, you antic-obsessed idiots must have spiked his drinks or something."
"No, Siegfried seemed like a good guy." Blake shrugged; in spite of the various rumours about Weiss' dad being a man with criminal connections- "No, that's the Kirijo Group."- or a cold, abusive man –"No, that was my granddad. And Dust knows what my father did to him…"-or, indeed, that he was named something like 'Geist', Siegfried Schnee was a hot-blooded, friendly, boisterous man, with crimson hair that stood out compared to his daughter's ivory hair, and the musculature to match a bodybuilder. He seemed to fit more in a fantasy book cover, than in a business suit, given the way his muscles practically rippled even under the suit he wore- and he loved to embarrass Weiss, much to his daughter's consternation.
Indeed, Yang and Blake were surprised that such a harsh, cold girl like Weiss could be the daughter of a man like Siegfried. "Must take after her mother," he had joked, when he met Team RWBY for a dinner he'd arranged for his daughter's birthday.
"Don't think that your dad would really hold you to making you take over…" She shrugged.
"Why does this entire world seem to be bent on trying to pair me and dunces together?!" Weiss shouted in exasperation. "First me and Jaune and now me and Ruby….why don't you pair the three of us together already?!"
"Don't give me ideas, Schnee-"
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!" Weiss sighed, counting to ten under her breath, before taking a deep breath and looking at the screen again. "…..my dad stopped doing that when I was ten. My mother had been forcing him to and when she left-"
"Divorced?"
"No, she went off to tour on the cosplay circuit." Weiss sighed. "Of course my mother would do that. Anyway, this peasant already got that basic fact wrong."
"Well, it kinda makes sense that your dad would be some sort of asshole," Blake shrugged. "I mean, you act like one."
"….." The heiress glared at her. "What does THAT mean?"
"You kno-"
"I hate you." Blake shrugged, continuing to read. "Hm. Love the whole determined Yang thing. Almost like Kamina-"
"Oh, quit gushing about him! Seriously, you stole half the school's DRILLS trying to recreate that damned mecha!"
"Not my fault I want to aspire to be like him!"
"And how does Yang being determined remind you of some half naked guy in a cloak with strange glasses and suicidal overconfidence?!"
"….the fanservice?" Blake offered hopefully.
The heiress looked as if she was about to say something, but sighed and looked to the monitor. "Point. Now let's continue reading." In her mind, meanwhile…
'He wasn't even the protagonist! Dust, the insanity of some people…..'
"I would NEVER beat up Xiao Long. Hmph. It isn't as if I'd survive the result if I even touched the woman's hair…." Weiss sighed. "…..although, she IS a good cook…not that I'd trust her with my food. She'd probably make it too spicy, or something."
"Point taken. She seems to have an obsession with chilli peppers and wasabi in her dishes…" Blake mused thoughtfully. "Not to say it detracts from the taste of her food."
"Indeed…I'll give that to Yang. She can cook. How surprising…"
Blake nodded, as she went to the next chapter, and the pair read through it.
…
"…..I applaud this peasant. He or she managed to get that dunce's perverted thoughts correct…." Weiss sighed. "Why does everyone around me seem to be driven by such base urges?"
"Around you, Weiss? I think you seem to forget I know about your fanta-"
"Sssh, quiet!" The heiress blushed. "Fine, you made your point. But still!"
"Also, you're a seriously dickish girl, ruining Ruby's costume like that."
"I-It was an accident!" The heiress protested. "Hmph….it was just like Jaune's onesie anyway."
"The onesie you once drooled over?"
"I hate- no, I LOATHE you, Blake. I LOATHE you."
"You secretly love me for my badassery and my awesomeness, Weiss." Blake shrugged. "I'm the Queen, after all."
"Of what, stupidity?"
"Being a badass." The catgirl said in a condescending manner, as if it was common knowledge Blake was awesome.
Which, in fairness to Weiss, it was.
"Also, Glassen Schnee? That sounds silly….." The catgirl continued.
"Terrible." Weiss grumbled. "The fact that I would be scared of my own father, too…"
"You kinda are, if only because he's far nicer and more interesting than you." Blake smirked, waiting for the inevitable heated denial-
"I suppose so."
'What?! Weiss actually agreed?!' Blake was in shock; for once, Weiss HADN'T vehemently denied something Blake said.
"Yeah. My dad is….pretty awesome." The heiress nodded, smiling.
"Well, this'll be the day. Weiss ACTUALLY concedes a point." Blake smirked. "I need to tell Ruby about this…"
"And I swear if you do, I will cut all of your tuna supply off for the rest of the month, so you can starve in silence." Weiss responded, her voice eerily calm.
"…..okay…" The catgirl sighed. 'Touché, Schnee….I need tuna to survive, after all…..that devious girl…' Smirking for a second, Blake watched the screen closely.
"As usual, Nora seems to be obsessed with pancakes."
"I swear, how does Ren cope?" Weiss mused. "Then again….he must be able to cope. He is the only person I have met who has as many antics to his name as Yang…"
"I wonder what kind of antic Ren-sensei is cooking up now…" Blake wondered, almost dreamily.
Meanwhile, in JNPR dorm…
Ren smirked, leaning back in his chair. Nora was feasting on various plates of pancakes, yet, for all of her feasting, barely looked like she had eaten a single bit- must have been the fancy dress Ren had shoved her into to make her look like a certain rebellious princess.
Pyrrha was tied up in the corner, covered in maple syrup and gagged with bacon strips, while Jaune was unconscious, with the only sign of a weapon near him being a bunch of dry spaghetti noodles. And as for Cardin…the only sign of him was a hand sticking out of a pile of Melanie plushies.
The gunslinger twirled a water pistol in his hands, sighing. This was the price they paid, for attempting to fight his antics with their own; in the corner behind him lay the remains of custard pies and pillows that had been used in attempts by Pyrrha, who'd roped Cardin in and bribed him with Melanie plushies, to gain Jaune for herself.
Ren, of course, was in league with Yang. And a Pyrrha with Jaune to herself was counter to the aim of shipping Weiss with Ruby and Jaune at the same time. So, of course, he had to work against Pyrrha.
Having to work against Pyrrha was unfortunate. It was almost unfair for Ren.
Jaune was an unfortunate casualty; Nora had knocked him out when Ren had set her on Pyrrha and Cardin for trying to prank him.
He smiled at Nora. "Well done…"
"Did I do good, Renny~?" She smiled back, her face covered in maple syrup and bacon bits; Ren reflected that his girlfriend, especially when dressed up like a princess, looked cute like that.
"Yep. We taught them never to mess with the wrath of Valkyrie, after all." He chuckled. "Such fools."
'My antics are superior to yours, Nikos. I taught Yang herself how to do them, after all.
I will simply beat you again if I need to.' Victory was satisfying, Ren reflected, as he saw Pyrrha trying to edge towards Jaune, only to be bowled over by a hidden panel with a ramp made from some scraps Ren found in the foundry.
Pyrrha would have to try harder than that to get Jaune for herself.
"Wow, this author DOES know his stuff after all. He, at least, knows that team JNPR are also completely insane." Weiss nodded.
"Pyrrha is nowhere near THAT yandere…." Blake responded. "She's a bit clingy, and she may have her fantasies, but she isn't as clingy as Velvet."
"True, that." The heiress nodded. "Although, Yang, turning to Jaune of all people for saving? Now that's a thing I'd like to see."
"You would think Jaune would be the one needing saving."
"Ren really is silent, though." Weiss mused.
"Ren-sensei doesn't need words to convey his messages. Only antics." The black-haired girl answered.
"Although the mental image of a cackling Ren IS fairly amusing. Wouldn't you agree, Blake?"
"Very much so." Blake nodded. "Not likely, but amusing."
"To the next chapter, then, right?" Weiss said as she changed chapters.
"Indeed."
….
"Nora as a Christmas tree?" Blake shrugged. "I've seen stranger."
"She dressed up as a Christmas sloth…." Weiss sighed. "I mean, HOW does one dress as a Christmas sloth?"
"Clearly, Nora figured out how."
"Hmph. How CAN Ren say RWBY is crazier than JNPR? Has he SEEN his team?" Weiss crossed her arms, nodding.
"Have you seen yours? In case you forgot, you have the two reigning antic mistresses, a ditzy crazy cookie-loving goth loli, and a tsundere in denial of everything, ever. Including her love for said goth loli. While clutching a plushie of said goth loli."
"I DO NOT DENY EVERYTHING EVER, BELLADONNA. ESPECIALLY THAT!" The heiress blushed profusely.
"Mhm…." Blake continued reading. "Indeed, this madness seems to be a lot. And for Christmas MORNING only, too."
"This fic seems to be awfully long for a Christmas fic." Weiss noted. "Updated in APRIL….."
"Has to be pretty good then." Blake nodded. "Yep. All the madness, packed into one morning would probably take so many chapters to take in…."
"For their sake, this story had better not feature a lemon between me and Ruby. If it does, I swear…" Weiss grumbled.
"Calm down. You want it, anyway."
Weiss didn't bother responding, and instead, the pair began to read the chapters as they came.
"For once, I pissed off Yang." Weiss smirked.
"If you really did that, you wouldn't last the hour." Blake retorted. "Also, she succeeded in her aim of getting you with Ruby."
"Hmph. Always have to ruin it, don't you?"
"I live for it."
"This world seems to be directed towards pairing me and Ruby together."
"You're a cute couple and it's a White Rose fic. Of course it would." The catgirl sighed.
"Then why does it ship you and Yang together?"
"Hmph." Blake blushed slightly. "As if I would get with her…."
"Then why do you blush at the thought?" Weiss smiled, smugly. "Or is that affection I see?"
"…you're getting better at this, Weiss. Well done…." Blake chuckled. "It seems you are learning our arts."
"Your fault for acting like a lovestruck fool about Yang."
"A fighting tournament?" Weiss smiled a little. "Hmph. We know who would win THAT after all."
"Yes. Velvet."
"…..if you weren't correct, I would be offended, Blake."
"How can someone spin an axe that quickly anyway?" Blake shuddered; yes, everyone still remembered Velvet's rampage from Valentine's Day.
"I've seen the real version of those files…." Blake noted. "Siegfried showed me them- he said YOU wanted him to keep those."
"T-that's not true!"
"Especially….oh, Ruby's one." Blake smiled. "Siegfried's been telling me funny things about you and Ruby…."
Weiss blushed, looking away. "I hate my dad…."
"As if Yang would win a REAL fight against me." Weiss scoffed.
"She has. You tried to steal her meat buns. We had to dig you out of the ground."
"…..you HAD to remind me of that, didn't you?"
"Yep." Blake smiled mischievously.
"Port, crushing on Yang?" Blake chuckled. "Port's too busy checking out Professor Goodwitch. Even though the latter would probably send him into the stratosphere if she caught him…"
"Heh." Weiss sighed. "Even our TEACHERS are immature…..the insanity around me makes so much sense now."
"That many Grimm, though…." Blake looked impressed. "I'd imagine, knowing Port, he wrangled them with his bare hands."
"Indeed. Port would probably have done that."
"And as per usual, Nora is plotting to capture a rainbow." The heiress brushed some hair out of her eyes, sighing.
"She would probably succeed." Blake mused. "Simply by dint of not knowing it's impossible."
"Probably." Weiss sighed. "Do you get the impression that Pyrrha seems to be obsessed with Jaune here?"
"Why, no, my dear Weiss, I do not get the hints, even though she undressed him and tied him in Christmas lights, almost like Yuno would." Blake responded with a sarcastic tone.
"A CONFESSION IN A CROWDED CAFETERIA?!" Weiss shrieked. "AM I SUPPOSED TO BE CRAZY IN THIS FANFIC?! AND I WOULD NEVER ADMIT TO LOVING RUBY! EVER!"
"Yeah, okay, I completely take your word, I believe you, you're not kidding at all." Blake giggled. "I see."
"More horrid puns…..is this writer Yang's alt or something? I swear…" Weiss sighed. "The puns…"
"…..you know what's horrifying, Weiss? I believe Velvet would ACTUALLY do that." Blake shuddered.
"Oh, nonsense, she's not a full-blown crazy jealous girl. Yet." Weiss sighed. "Granted, she's still enough of one to want to tie me up…."
"Ooh, sexual frustration! Seems like a familiar subject to you, doesn't it?"
"S-shut up."
"…..and now I am vindicated. Yang ISN'T as good as she appeared at first." Weiss proclaimed, triumphantly.
"You had better hope that doesn't happen in real life, Weiss. Otherwise Ruby would be forced to take care of you. And we all know how you'd hate that~"
"Do you HAVE to tease me constantly?" Weiss retorted, exasperated.
"More vindication. JNPR IS more insane than we are!" Weiss chuckled. "As I said…."
"Yes, and you seem to have forgotten that they bet which ships would be successful." Blake shrugged. "You seem to be growing duller."
"Hmph. I noticed that! I just didn't comment on it! My feelings on it should be clear!" Weiss folded her arms. "The concept is SO stupid…"
"What, because everyone would vote White Rose?"
"Hmph."
"….some screwed up dream that had to be." Blake mused. "I love the Persona reference, though."
"Hmph. Why do I get all the bad occurrences in these fanfics?" Weiss complained. "It's hardly fair!"
"Hm…I wonder what Persona Weiss would have….maybe Isis…..yeah….she seems so much like Yukari…"
"Who-what?"
"Don't ask." Blake dismissed her. "It's not important."
"Huh." The heiress shrugged; she didn't want to know what went on in Blake's head. "That seemed fairly deep, though. Why is it that I get the horrible dreams?"
"Because you're too stupid to admit it to Ruby that you love her. Just like you are in real life."
"SHUT UP ALREADY ABOUT THAT DUST *boop*IT!"
"How intriguing, a trip into your memories." Blake smirked. "I wonder how such a-"
"It would not happen. I would kick you all out of my memories before you even saw a THING!" Weiss vehemently responded.
"What, ashamed?"
"No. But Yang, in my mind? I think not."
"Point taken."
"And the Vytal Festival? Dust knows I'd want to remember that….."
"….Cinder and her burritos should not be kept apart."
"The plot seems to thicken…" Blake mused, amused. "Indeed, we might be close to waking you up."
"Good. This dream just seems to get worse and worse…"
"Seriously, Melanie and Miltiades showing up in MY dream?!" Weiss looked surprised.
"…..says a lot about you, doesn't it." The catgirl chuckled.
"Hmph. Are you implying I also like Torchwick?"
"Yes."
"Weirdo."
"Awww, Weiss learned something from her Shadow. Or doppelganger. I dunno." Blake smirked.
"Hmph….this would all be averted had this been set in reality. My father would have probably made us marry." Weiss sighed. "I still don't understand why he would…."
"He probably sees the inevitable as pointless to avert."
"Stupid."
"And FINALLY I get to be a badass in a fic!" The catgirl cheered. "You idiots keep making me look angsty or a damsel…hmph. I'm trying to follow in Kamina-sama's footsteps, fools. I have no time for angst."
"Well…you kinda look like the emo type…."
"Hmph. I don't think Velvet would kiss me to escape them either….she'd probably draw her axe."
"Point taken, Blake." Weiss shuddered.
How DID Velvet hide that axe of hers?
"….the last days of the tournament….." Weiss chuckled. "Those were fun times."
"There really WAS a Jacob Cobalt as well…"
"Oh, he was a complete wimp." Weiss waved her hand dismissively. "Seriously, fell to ONE poke from Myrtenaster…"
"So, THIS is when you fell in love with Ruby…" Blake chuckled. "How fitting."
"Would you shut up already?"
"No."
Weiss and Blake sighed. They had finally finished reading the fic. Blake was amused and satisfied with the amount of teasing she had provided.
"Review?"
"Review."
"I'll do it, then. I hav-"
"No, I haven't done it in a while, Blake." Weiss shoved her aside and began to type.
-From: TheRealIceHeiress
I am disappointed that you seem to have gotten some basic facts wrong, especially about my father and my relationship with Ruby. I assure you, she is as straight as a board. And my father is a kind man who seems to be shipping me with her. For some unknown reason.
Other than that, well done. I hope to see more from you.
Sincerely,
Weiss Schnee
GAYEST OF THEM ALL
WILL YOU SHUT UP BLAKE
Needless to say, the sound of screaming and smacking the floor was heard from RWBY dorm for hours.
END
A/N: Long, but satisfactory. I am proud of myself. :D
Right, next chapter….Weiss Reacts to Weiss Self-Harm Fics! Because seriously, guys, this is Weiss. Self-harm is below her. Nah, she'd take it out on poor Ruby-chan instead. With shouting. And copious sex, but mainly shouting.
So, I hope you enjoyed that, leave your reviews, criticism, thoughts, suggestions, and ideas and I hope you have a great day! Until next time!