"I want an answer, goddammit!" Weiss angrily shouted. Neither Nora nor Yang said anything but just looked at each other with ashamed, sheepish grins. Ruby was sprawled out on the couch loudly singing 'Baby Shark', slurring the words and cackling with inebriated glee. "Well?" she added, her arms crossed over her chest. Winter and Blake sat quietly in the living room with everyone, watching the scene unfold.
"Okay, so it looks bad-" Nora began before Weiss cut her off.
"Looks bad? It was supposed to be a 'girls night out' for her bachelorette but she came back absolutely Qrow levels of drunk! She gets buzzed off of cough syrup! How much did she have to drink? You were supposed to keep an eye on her!"
"Well, we did!" Yang protested. "But I guess she got bored and wandered off to the bar. The bartender told me she asked for a fruity drink and he gave her a Mistralian Iced Tea on the house." Weiss visibly grimaced as she knew full well the potent powers of that specific cocktail.
"And how many did she drink?" Weiss asked, already dreading the answer.
"Thirty….teen! No, no, wait…it was….eight, nine, ten…a big fat hen!" Ruby giggled in reply.
"At least two because the first one was on the house and the second one was on my tab," Yang said, trying to look past Blake's disappointed stare. "Honestly, Nora and I didn't even drink that much, we just kinda danced the night away. I had maybe a drink or two, that's it."
"How very responsible of you," Winter said with dry sarcasm. "You must be proud."
"We ain't Sister in Laws yet, Winter," Yang said with a scowl. "Don't push me."
"ENOUGH!" Weiss yelled, throwing her hands up to stop the argument. "I had planned on having a quiet bachelorette party but it looks like they won't happen." Though Yang and Nora had taken Ruby out dancing, Blake and Winter and joined Weiss for her bachelorette party, a quiet night at Schnee Manor with a fondue pot and various expensive wines.
"Oh yeah, the fondue. More like fon-don't." Yang joked, causing Nora to snicker hysterically. Weiss shot Yang a withering glare and the blonde brawler immediately silenced, though Nora was snorting trying to hold back her giggles.
"Please tell me you didn't ride Bumblebee over here…" Blake said with worry as she put on her jacket. Yang just smiled and shook her head no.
"Nah, babe, we took a Ninja Taxi there and back. " Yang said proudly. "I mean, I'm not drunk, but I'm a bit too buzzed to be driving."
"Heyyyyy!" Ruby interrupted. "I just realized…my name and our team name is the same!"
"Oh, gods…" Weiss moaned, rubbing her temples.
"It would appear that this night is over," Winter said with disappointment. "Mrs. Ren, do you require a ride home?" Nora blinked for a second as if Winter was speaking a foreign language to her. Unlike Yang who had stopped after a few cocktails, Nora kept hammering down her preferred drink of choice, a shot of Mistralian rum with a splash of maple syrup, she called it the Sexy Pancake, and was way beyond the point of inebriation.
"Huh?" she slurred. "Ren? Ren's not here." Winter sighed and rubbed her own temples and Yang had to withhold her own giggle seeing how similar it was to Weiss.
"Do. You. Need. A. Ride. Home?" Winter practically yelled, slow and loud. Nora's flushed face perked with excitement, as she finally was able to piece together what had been asked of her.
"Oh yeah, for sure! My Scroll is dead, so I can't call Ren…" Nora said blushing, but it was hard to tell with her face so red from alcohol. Winter grabbed her purse and fumbled a bit before she found her car keys.
"Then let's go. I will warn you, if you vomit inside this car, there will be consequences," she said sternly, but Nora just stumbled behind the elder Schnee, Blake and Yang not far behind.
"Did you at least have a good time?" Blake asked, sliding her jacket on. Yang grinned and gave a thumbs up.
"Some guy tried to hit on Nora and when we said we weren't interested, he kept chasing us, so I broke his nose!" Yang said proudly. Blake just smirked and shook her head.
"At least the cops weren't called this time."
Weiss waved goodbye as Blake pulled out of the driveway with Yang in the passenger seat, and a frustrated Winter drove off in her own car as a drunk Nora was loudly babbling about her favorite types of maple syrup. That just left her Dolt who was currently completely unconscious on the couch, snoring like a rusty chainsaw.
"Ruby…Ruby…wake up…" Weiss said, gently shaking her fiancé. Ruby didn't respond at first, just snoring loudly, so Weiss had to shake a bit harder. "Ruby! Wake! Up!"
Ruby's silver eyes shot open and she sat straight up on the couch, her face a mask of panic.
"WEISS! I…I forgot to study for the Advanced Dust Placement test! Oh, gods, oh gods, Oobleck is gonna fail me and I'm gonna be held back andohgods why is the room spinning…" she said, clutching her head and tightly closing her eyes. Sighing heavily, Weiss grabbed Ruby by the wrist and gently hoisted her up, looping her arm around her shoulders to steady her drunken partner.
"First, we haven't been in Beacon for over ten years and secondly, you're drunk, Ruby. We're going to get you in your PJs and you are going to bed." Weiss said firmly, helping Ruby up the master staircase. It was slower than she would like, as Ruby kept stumbling and tripping and there was a panicked moment where she felt like she was going to throw up, but it was a false alarm, much to Weiss' delight. Finally, they made it to the master bedroom where Ruby fell backward on to the elegant king-sized mattress, arms outstretched on each side.
"I can't believe you had so many Mistralian Ice Teas…" Weiss grumbled as she rummaged through Ruby's side of the dresser to find her PJs. Ruby just gave a sloppy giggle and laughed.
"I didn't know they were so fruity!" she wheezed. "I had one and the bartender bought me another and then I had another and another and another and another and-"
"Yes, I get the point." Wiess interrupted sharply. "Stand up, please, and turn around." Ruby spun around a full three hundred and sixty degrees and snickered. "I meant, show me your back!" Weiss snapped. Ruby nodded with an over-enthusiastic thumbs up and presented her back to Weiss allowing her to unzip her black and red dress.
"Ooooh, getting me undressed, ma'am?" Ruby drunkenly cooed.
"Hardly. I'm getting you ready for bed."
"Oh, I'm ready for bed-"
"To sleep, you dolt. If you think for one second I'm going to indulge any lewd behavior while you're drunk, you are sorely mistaken." Weiss huffed, helping Ruby step out of the dress till she was down to just her bra and panties. "Here, put these on," she added, handing Ruby a simple black tank top and a pair of boy's boxer shorts that Ruby used as comfortable PJs. It took a few moments of awkward fumbling for Ruby to get into her PJs before Weiss had managed to coax her into bed and under the blankets. She was about to shut the lights off when Ruby began to sob gently. "Do you need me to get some Bepto Pismol or something?" she asked, thinking Ruby was crying due to the booze, but such was not the case.
"I'm going to be a terrible wife…" Ruby said in between bitter sobs. Weiss mood greatly softened, as she sat next to Ruby on her side of the bed.
"And what filled your head with this nonsense?" she said. Ruby sniffed and loudly blew her nose, tossing the dirty Kleenex on the floor in a drunken stupor.
"Because you're so fancy and I'm not. I grew up on a farm kindof-sortof and you grew up in this fancy mansion. You know what forks to use and when to bow or say thank you or what wine goes with fish or steak or chicken or pasta or whatever. I don't. I'm going to embarrass you in fancy dinners cause I'm low class." Ruby rambled. Wiess shook her head and brushed some of Ruby's hair behind her ears, giving her forehead a gentle kiss.
"Listen to me. Do not say things like this. Do you understand? You are not low class and you are not going to embarrass me. You are my future wife and I love you. A Schnee does not venture into anything if they have doubts or regrets of any kind and that should tell you how I feel about this relationship. I'm marrying you because you are my joy, you are my heart, you are my laughter."
"You're…you're just saying that…" Ruby muttered, wiping tears from her eyes. Weiss lifted Ruby's chin up with two fingers and looked her dead on, crystal blue eyes to shimmering silver eyes.
"If I were bothered by your lack of social etiquette, I'd have married some of the milquetoast stiffs Father would try to set me up with. Just an endless sea of polos and sweaters tied around the neck. It was terrible. No, I love you because you are so undoubtedly you. You leave cookie crumbs in the bed, you have an unhealthy obsession with weapons, you snore and these are all things I love about you, you dolt. If you were any different, you wouldn't be Ruby Rose and Ruby Rose is who I fell in love with."
Weiss instinctively gave Ruby a soft peck on the lips but grimaced at the taste of cheap liquor that still lingered there. Ruby's tears appeared to have stopped, though she still looked uneasy.
"Ruby, I'm telling you, you have nothing to worry about." Weiss pleaded, but Ruby just shook her head.
"No, no, I believe you, Weiss. I just…I think I have to puke."