"Wait, tell me again," Blake said after taking a small sip of her green tea. "because I'm not sure I heard you correctly." Weiss took a sip of her coffee but grimaced as it was still hot.

"No, you heard me correctly. She's currently in bed at the moment, rehabbing her back." Weiss said with a defeated sigh. It was a cozy Sunday afternoon at Weiss and Blake's favorite coffee house, Coco's Cocoa. It was a quaint little store that was run by their friend and former classmate, Coco Adel. Blake and Weiss would meet the last Sunday of the month for a get-together and to lovingly vent about their wives. Neither Yang nor Ruby were none the wiser about this meeting, Blake telling Yang it was a book club and Weiss telling Ruby it was a wine tasting event. Neither sister wanted to go, to say the least.

"Have you tried calling Jaune? Might help speed up the process a bit, if he's not too busy." Blake said, taking another sip of her tea. Weiss just smirked.

"That would be too easy for her. No, I want her to think about this and what lead to this result." Weiss giggled after a cautious sip. Coco made sure her coffee was the best, with some comparing her to the famous lizard Faunus chef, Gorgon Ramsay. Blake shook her head, knowing full well how stubborn and bull-headed Yang can be and thinking it must be something in their genes.

"But seriously, tell me again because I just find this story too incredible for words, even for Ruby," said Blake.

"Ha, if you insist. So about two weeks ago Ruby was training in our gym-"

"Your private gym," Blake added.

"Yes, well, I converted Jacques' 'trophy room' into a gym when I moved in. All of those stuffed animals just staring at me with glassy, lifeless eyes. Creepy. But I digress, back to the subject at hand - Ruby was training in our gym on the treadmill, watching television at the same time. From what she tells me, it was one of those inane, plotless action flicks she likes so much."

"Oh, those movies!" Blake laughed. "Yang loves them too and can quote 'Try Hard' word for word. It doesn't matter what we're doing, if she sees it's on TV, she stops to watch it."

"I think they get it from their father, honestly." Weiss mused, now enjoying the more tolerable temperature coffee. "I've seen Tai's movie collection and these apples do not fall far from their tree. Anyway, Ruby was watching one of these flicks and she had the 'realization' that her hand to hand combat skills were lacking." Blake shook her head in disbelief.

"Which I don't understand why. She doesn't need it, she has Crescent Rose. She mastered that weapon before she even enrolled in Beacon all those years ago and she's only gotten better."

"Which is exactly what I told the Dolt, but no, she wouldn't listen. She wanted to focus more on her hand to hand combat skills so she contacted Ren to help train her in Jeet Kun Do. True to his word, he came to the manor to train her, but Ruby's patience is as short as her hair and she was getting frustrated as the day went on."

"I doubt Ren would be a bad teacher," observed Blake as the waitress topped her tea off from a vintage looking copper kettle.

"No, in fact, he was a wonderful teacher but as I said, Ruby's impulsiveness got the best of her, so she decided to try something more 'advanced'."

"I'm scared to think of what that would be…" Blake replied. Weiss just shook her head.

"You know those comic books she collects? She had purchased the latest issue of 'Atomic Swan-"

"Nuclear Swan." Blake corrected with a smirk, making Weiss blink in disbelief.

"You know this title?"

"I've seen posters for it at my local bookstore. Not much of a fan, but it's hard to miss. It's easily one of the more popular titles out there, Weiss." Blake said with a smug tea sip. Weiss was slightly taken aback by this revelation but pressed on anyway with her conversation.

"As I was saying, Ruby found an ad in the back of Nuclear Swan for some ridiculous martial arts program called The Seven Fists of Fury so she ordered it with express delivery. What actually came was this massive wooden crate with some bizarre-looking weapons and an instructional DVD." Weiss complained, nodding politely as another waitress filed up her cup with fresh Mistralian roast coffee. "And the worst part? She invited Nora to train with her." Blake nearly spit out her tea.

"Oh, gods, those two with some scammy martial arts course? I'm surprised the manor didn't burn down," she said in disbelief, her golden eyes wide with horror.

"I'm surprised it didn't, honestly. I had a chance to look over the pamphlet that came with it and it was advertised as a 'seven-day journey into deadly excellence' and each day they were supposed to master a different form of self-defense," Weiss explained, adding exactly one cream and one sugar to her coffee.

"Of course you'll have to tell me each day," Blake said leaning forward, becoming more and more invested in this story.

"The first day was merely a series of stretches, which the manual called 'Awakening the Dragon Within' or something to that extent. Nothing too exciting, but it was rather entertaining watching them try and bend themselves into disproportionate shapes. "

"You watched them?"

"Of course!" Weiss said with a laugh. "I wouldn't have missed this for the world. It was part morbid curiosity and part making sure those two sugar-infused knuckleheads didn't ruin anything priceless. But after the first day, they focused on striking with 'The Hornet's Nest of Fury' and it was a sight to behold. They spent hours punching the air and making yells and grunts to somehow 'increase their chi' but really it just made them sweaty and exhausted."

Blake chuckled at the mental image of Nora and Ruby furiously punching and kicking in the air with Weiss watching from the side with dark amusement.

"But you still haven't told me how Ruby hurt her back?" Blake queried.

"Yes, I suppose I better fast forward this a bit or else we'll be here all day talking about this. So the last day was supposed to be their graduation from the course and it had to be a full-contact sparring match. Both of them had agreed to use no Semblances nor weapons, so Magnhild and Crescent Rose were hung up on the walls."

"Did Nora hit Ruby too hard? Even without any Semblance, that girl has always been scary strong."

"Quite the opposite, actually," Weiss said, dipping a cinnamon biscotti in her coffee "nothing really happened at first, besides Nora trying out those ridiculous strikes that the training course had taught her. When she attempted some sort of open-palm thrusting lunge thing, Ruby tried to duck under the blow to avoid it."

"And did she?"

"A little too well. She tried to do some sort of knee slide thing to take Nora down from her ankles, but she sort of folded backward into this V shape and the heels of her boots touched her back."

"I didn't know she was that flexible…" Blake said with a grin but the double entendre missed Weiss entirely.

"She's not. She basically locked up in place and I had to help her to the bedroom to recover. With her aura and some rest, she'll be fine within the next few days." Weiss said, finishing off the last of her coffee with a dainty sip and pushing the empty cup to the edge of the table as a sign she was done.

"Amazing," Blake said. "Simply amazing. So what did you do with the martial arts kit?"

"Oh, I threw it away as soon as Nora left. I paid Ren for a full month of classes because I felt bad and told Ruby next time to stick with the professionals. Of which, that reminds me - I was supposed to pick Ruby up something to eat…" Weiss reached into her purse and produced her Scroll and dialed Ruby's number, casually fidgeting with a torn packet of 2SWEET4U zero-calorie artificial sweetener. "Ruby? How are you feeling, love? …good, good. Just stay in bed and only get up if you have to. Listen, I'm heading home and I can stop by to get you something to eat. What would you like? …Kingdom Fried Chicken? Sure, I can do that. ….what's that? …are you serious?! RUBY ROSE-SCHNEE! You are not to order a DVD that helps you train your psychic abilities! …WHY?! Because you have no psychic abilities, you Dolt! …I don't care what the commercial says, it's a scam!"

Blake just laughed, watching the spectacle unfold. Being married to these sisters meant never having a dull moment.