Ruby stretched with a yawn as she returned from the bathroom, now dressed back in her familiar black dress and hooded, red cloak. "So," she asked the nurse who was back to scribbling notes on her clipboard. "Where's my weapon? It's nice to be back out of hospital clothes but I still feel a bit naked without Crescent Rose."
"Ah, Miss Rose, I believe your uncle currently is holding it for you. I received a note that he should be by soon to pick you up." Ruby visibly perked up at the mention of her uncle Qrow.
"Sweet, I'll just hang out here while for a bit until he gets here. Is that okay?"
The nurse looked up from her notebook with a gentle smile. "Of course, feel free. We've just got to get a few things changed out from your bed to accommodate Miss Blake, but we've got a couple chairs still for you to chat with your friends."
With that, Ruby dashed back to the main room and spun around a chair near Yang's bed before falling into it with a slam.
"Feeling better?" Yang asked her with a raised eyebrow at her sister's energy.
"Yup! Not in the hospital gown and I can walk around without people giving me disapproving looks and reminding me I should be in bed! Plus, Uncle Qrow's gonna be by soon!"
"Huh. You know, I'm kinda surprised he hasn't been by more. We've been here, what, 5 days and I think he's been here once." They were vaguely aware of a couple new people to the room, hospital workers, swapping out Ruby's old bed and sheets. "But, I guess he's got more important stuff to take care of…"
"Oh, come on!" Ruby chippered. "Don't tell me you're mad at Qrow because he's got important, world saving stuff to do!"
"No, no, not like that. Well, kinda," Yang responded, leaning her head to the side and gazing out the window. "I don't know, I've just been mad a lot since that night. Guess I've just had trouble getting to sleep is all, making me cranky," she said, giving her sister a re-assuring wink. Ruby frowned at the offhand comment. There's something else to that. But maybe I shouldn't push her too hard yet.
"Well, if you need to chat about anything, lemme know. I'm right here," Ruby told her, blinking in for a quick, one armed hug over Yang's shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah, now get off me, I'm recovering," Yang gently removed her sister with her good arm. "So-"
"Oh, hi Blake!" Ruby twirled around, sending her chair twirling dangerously on a leg, appearing before the dark-haired faunus, who was setting herself onto her new bed as her escort of hospital workers left. "How long are they keeping you here?"
Blake opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted. "We're merely keeping Miss Blake here for a couple days to ensure her wounds can properly heal and won't re-open," the nurse informed her. "So long as we don't get any other… incidents," she said with a pointed glance at Yang. "Then Miss Blake here should be able to leave in a couple days. Now, I've got one last thing to take care of for now. Miss Schnee?" Weiss looked up from her scroll, which she had been fiddling with disinterestedly, eyes raised in question. "We're going to test out your left knee. Your MCL and ACL suffered moderate tears, and we'd like to test your range of motion and stability. Ruby, would you like to help?"
"Of course!" Ruby chirped, zipping in front of the nurse with a salute. "What do you need me to do, ma'am?"
The nurse smiled. "Please, it's just Nurse Ibis. And all I need you to do is give Weiss something to hold on to in case she has any trouble."
"You got it!" Ruby vanished from Nurse Ibis' view and appeared in front of Weiss' bed in a puff of roses. "Ready, Weiss?" Ruby asked, holding her arm out. Weiss nodded with eyes wide with determination. She placed a hand on Ruby's arm, planted her right foot on the pale tile, and pushed herself up with a grunt. Then, with a bit of hesitation, she placed her left foot down, wincing as she began to apply pressure to it. Then she tried stepping forward off her left foot and immediately took a tumble straight into Ruby's arms.
"I see," Nurse Ibis began jotting back on her clipboard. "Can't support, stability poor," she muttered as she jotted down notes while Ruby helped Weiss back to a sitting position on her bed. Weiss was visibly frustrated as she blew an audible breath through her nose and grimaced. "Do you need more pain medication, Miss Schnee?" Ibis asked. Weiss shook her head vigorously and threw herself back into a laying position on her bed, drumming her fingers in agitation. "Well, give me a ring if you do or if anything else pops up, girls. I'll be back later." And with that, Ibis bowed and granted herself exit from the room.
"Weiss, are you okay?" Ruby asked. She reached out and put a hand on Weiss' wrist. Weiss relented and stopped drumming her fingers at Ruby's touch, but otherwise lay still for a moment before shaking her head as she stared at the ceiling with an expression that seemed to be glazing over. With a "hmph" she sat herself up, shook her head, and pointed over to the notebook and pen on the table. "Oh, right," Ruby relaxed her grip on Weiss and handed her the notebook, who began writing.
Can you come with me?
"Eh?" Ruby asked, scratching her head.
To my home.
Ruby looked at her with confusion. "Uh, I mean, I guess I could, but why? And wouldn't your dad have to approve of it?" Elsewhere in the room, Blake and Yang perked up at the direction Ruby seemed to be taking the conversation.
I can't trust him. I don't want to be there alone.
"Wait, but he's your dad!" Ruby exclaimed. "I mean, he seemed pretty nice when he visited, like he was really worried about you. Weiss, what's going on?" Weiss threw her arms up in frustration, shaking her head vigorously at Ruby's description.
He seems nice. Because he wants something. He always wants something. Please, I don't want to be alone. Not like this.
Ruby's heart began to break as she saw Weiss began to act more frantic as she tried to get her idea across. What could have happened that she's this worried about him? Ruby wondered to herself.
"Hey Ruby," Yang called out from her bed. "What's going on?"
"Oh, uh… " Ruby stalled for a moment. "Well, Weiss… kinda is asking if I'd go with her back to her home. For a bit, right?" She glanced back to Weiss, who nodded her head earnestly.
"Uh, why's that?" Yang asked, raising her brow in suspicion at Weiss. "Wait, lemme guess. You don't trust your dad, right?" Weiss nodded again. "Okay, we did this already, but on a scale of one to ten, how bad we talking here?" Weiss held up her left hand in an open palm, with another four fingers raised on her right. "Then no," Yang said bluntly. Weiss looked at her in shock, her mouth opening slightly and hanging there.
"Wait, hold on, isn't this my choice?" Ruby asked her sister. "Last I checked, I can make my own decisions!"
"Ruby, if Weiss is this worried about it, then I'm not letting you walk into that. Don't be stupid. Besides, Ice Queen here probably lives in a castle on a mountain, with tons of security. How'd you get out if things went bad?"
Weiss seemed to choke in her seating position as she looked at Yang in disbelief. A faint, feathering cough turned into a hacking, scratching cough as she tried to respond to her. With her voice failing, Weiss settled for a huff of air through her nose, slamming her hands onto her bedposts before falling back down in a laying position. The only sound that could be heard from her was a faint sniffling as her chest rose and fell in rhythm.
"Nice. Real smooth, Yang." Blake quipped from her bed, eyes lidded in disapproval at her teammate's actions.
"What? I'm watching out for my sister, Blake. I'm not going-" SMACK.
The room went deathly still as Yang recoiled from the strike to her face, slowly moved her shocked gaze up to her younger sister, who was looking down at her with watery eyes that betrayed her fierce expression.
"Yang," Ruby began, her voice far quieter than they were used to. "Thank you for looking out for me. But I don't need you to do that for me right now. I'm going to look out for my partner. If Weiss needs me, needs my help for anything, I'll be there for her. Because she's my teammate and my friend. I just wish you'd do the same for them." With that, Ruby spun on a heel and walked right up to Weiss' bed. She looked down at her with a determined look, and took Weiss right hand in her left. "Weiss, whatever you need, whenever you need me, I'll be there for you." Weiss rubbed her eyes dry, sat back up, and reached around Ruby's waist, giving her a hug. "It's okay, we'll manage through all this," Ruby whispered to her as she wrapped her own arm around Weiss' shoulders.
A few hours later, a new figure walked into the room. He saw his adoptive niece playing some game on a notepad with her white-haired partner. The dark-haired cat faunus was slouched in her bed, consumed with a book. Wonder where she got that, he wondered idly. As for his older niece… hmm, troubling. There was a distinct feeling of isolation to Yang's spot on the other wall as she stared pointedly out the window with a subdued expression. Ah well, I'll deal with her later, he thought. First thing's first.
"Hey, kiddo," Qrow Branwen started as he sauntered into the room. "Hey firecracker," he said, glancing over at Yang, who looked over for a moment and went back to brooding.
"UNCLE QROW!" Ruby vanished from her spot next to Weiss's bed and reappeared in a flash next to him, giving his arm a death grip.
"Alright, alright, let's not put me in here too," he joked as he pried Ruby off his arm. "Hey, I got you a present," he said, putting a hand behind his back and pulling out a crimson, metal box.
"CRESCENT ROSE!" Ruby snatched the box and began cooing and caressing her compressed weapon. "Oh, I missed you so much too, hush, shhhhh, everything's okay now." Even Yang managed to pull herself from her window gaze to observe her sister's odd ritual and fascination with her weapon.
"Okay, break it up, lovebird," Qrow said with a smirk. "Now, I know you gotta be sick of hospital food, so how about how we get ourselves a bite to eat, eh? My treat."
Ruby frowned for a moment, looking back at her teammates still in bed.
"Ah, we'll get something for them once they let'em out. I'm not gonna fight the experts on nutrition… or whatever it is that's in their food," he said with a smirk. "Now c'mon."
"Alright, alright. See you guys later!" Ruby called back as she left the room with Qrow.
"So, how're things going?" He asked her with an offhand tone as they departed down the hallway. "Saw your last teammate was there. Everyone holding up?"
"Oh, uh…. Yeah, everyone's doing… okay. I guess." Rubys' attempt at cheerful deflection fading. Qrow raised an eyebrow and looked down at her questioningly. "Well, Blake, she's the cat girl, she seems like she's doing okay, but so far she's just been buried in a book, and she's kind hard to read anyways. Still, I guess it was nice for the nurse to get her something to do."
"Heh, yeah, I'm not a huge fan of hospitals, lot of sitting around being told what to do. I mean, glad they're here, but not a place I wanna be myself. So, then I feel like this is about Yang," he continued. "She seemed a bit out of it, just from looking in there. She doing okay?"
Ruby sighed. "She's… she's been pretty out of it. She's gotten pretty touchy with Weiss and Blake. She said earlier today she was having trouble sleeping."
"Makes sense. She had a pretty traumatic battle. I mean, don't get me wrong, I know you all went through a lot that night. But Yang…" Qrow paused as they arrived at the elevator, waiting a second as it opened for them. "She's always been pretty headstrong, confident. Maybe overconfident. I'm not sure what happened exactly, and who knows, maybe she'll never tell me. But that was definitely a weapon wound. She got beat, and pretty bad. Give her a bit. She'll dig herself out. She's a strong kid."
"Well, it'd be nice if she could do that without yelling at Blake or…" Ruby started as they left the elevator on the first floor.
"Or what?"
"Well, Weiss is pretty shook up too, one of her knees is all messed up and she can't even talk," Ruby said with a frown. "So she was hoping to see if I could go with her to her home for a bit while she recovered. She doesn't seem like she trusts her dad much. Yang said I should just let her go and deal with it herself."
"Damn… maybe I will have a chat with her. In private though. Weird though, I didn't quite get that kind of vibe from Jacques."
"Who?" Ruby asked as they turned a corner and found themselves in front of a rather fanciful entrance to a dimly lit restaurant. "Hey, wait a minute, this is where we're eating? Uncle Qrow, you said we weren't getting hospital food!" Ruby complained.
"Hey, we're not. We're getting food at a place in a hospital." Ruby frowned at his attempt at weaseling. "Oh, don't give me that look, the food's not bad. Besides," he said, scanning the booths on the far wall. "Looks like we've got someone you need to chat with anyways." Sitting by himself, peering through a small, rectangular menu, was Jacques Schnee, donned in a white suit, maroon dress shirt, and white tie. The elder Schnee looked up and met Qrow's eyes, his gaze visibly brightening as he waved the two over to his booth.
"Ah, Qrow, Miss Rose, how fortuitous to meet you here!" He greeted them as he pulled a couple menus out of a tray on the back of the table. "Please, please, join me, my treat."
"Wait. Wait. You two know each other?"
"Yeah, we met… well, it was the morning after, right?" Qrow started as he seated himself and grabbed a menu. "We both happened to be down here, waiting for updates from the staff."
"Indeed," Jacques agreed. "Your uncle here recognized me, of course. And it turns out we had… very similar frustrations about the whole mess we find ourselves in now," he continued, his mustache twitching back and forth slightly. "It's not often I find myself mingling with, well, people who aren't nobles, but your uncle has a solid head on his shoulders. Plus, I owe him a debt as well as I do you, with him taking both you and my daughter from doom. We've met down here a few other times since then. I wish to be on hand if something were to update with my Weiss, and well, with communications down, I can't rely on my scroll."
"Wow, well then, the food must be pretty good if you guys keep visiting down here!" Ruby began scanning her menu excitedly, but was somewhat surprised by a rather mundane selection of appetizers, cheap steaks, burgers, and salads.
"Actually," Qrow looked at Jacques, who raised his eyes off to a corner. "The food's pretty average,"
"Subpar, in my opinion," Jacques interjected.
"But, well…" Qrow continued.
"It's the only place in the hospital we're allowed to drink" they both finished simultaneously.
"Hey, everyone," conveniently, at that moment, their waitress, a young woman with short, dirty blonde hair in a black shirt and black, plaid skirt appeared. "Anything you want to start with?"
"A glass of Modena Vin for me," Jacques started. "And, let me guess, a bottle of Sable Stout, Qrow?" he gestured across the table.
"You already know me so well, Jacques," Qrow responded with a nod.
"Uh, just water for me," Ruby said when the waitress nodded her head to her. With that she departed and left them to their conversation. "Wait, I thought you only drank hard liquor, Uncle Qrow?" she asked him.
"Eh, it's a restaurant, not a bar. They don't serve anything hard, still at a hospital, I guess. Sometimes you just gotta settle for what's available, Ruby."
"Indeed. Their wine selection is… uninspired, sadly," Jacques added with a sad glance at the small, burgundy menu he had since discarded. "Now, anyways. I'm glad to see you're doing well, Miss Rose," he said with a beam. "They've discharged you from care, I take it?"
"Oh, yeah. Really, I was just super tired for a while. Plus they were taking a lot of blood samples, for some kind of tests. Wouldn't tell me what that was about, weirdly."
"Well, they're the experts here, after all," Jacques said with a sigh. "So we've to trust in their judgment, no matter how, er, inconvenient it might be."
"Uh, yeah…" Ruby said, eyeing him with curiosity.
"Ah, right, of course, you probably wouldn't know. Part of the reason I've been staying around the hospital so much is to try and negotiate Weiss's release so we can head home. But, they are insistent that she must stay in care for a few more days at least. I would not mind so much, but with communications inoperable, I cannot contact home. My family, the company, I've gone dark from them. It's not a position I am enjoying," he finished with a furrowed brow.
"Bit of the same boat for me," Qrow added. "For now, with everything gone down, I've gotta stay in Vale for a bit." A clink was heard as the waitress deposited their drinks on the table before departing again. Qrow ripped the top off his beer and took a long swig before continuing. "Man I hate having to work with Ironwood. Uptight ass." Jacques visibly scowled at the mention of General Ironwood before opting for a long sip from his glass of red wine.
"Bah. We needn't focus on him, this is a day for celebration!" Jacques said. "Cheers, Miss Rose, to your good health!" He continued, raising a glass.
"Cheers," Qrow added, raising his bottle.
"Thanks…" Ruby said, taking a sip of water through her straw.
"So, I must ask, Miss Rose," Jacques began after draining another portion of his wine. "How is Weiss doing? I am a bit ashamed to admit it, but you are likely closer to her by this point than I am…" he continued, staring down into his glass. "Is she recovering well? Please, be honest."
"Ah, well, uh… she's getting better," Ruby started with a downtrodden look. "It's been a little tough on her. Not being able to speak, I mean. Also, her knee got messed up pretty bad, she had trouble standing earlier today. Oh, and that reminds me!" She piped up just as the waitress returned for their orders. Jacques and Qrow both ordered refills on their drinks, along with a steak dinner for Jacques, while Qrow and Ruby opted for the burger menu.
"Now, what were you saying, Miss Rose?" Jacques asked as the waitress departed.
"Uh, well, for one thing, you can call me Ruby, if that's okay… it was already kinda weird having the nurse call me 'Miss Rose' all the time. I'm not that old yet."
"Very well, Ruby. Anyways, continue, you were going to say something?"
"Ah, yeah uh… well, Weiss has asked me if I was willing to go back with her. And, uh, with you I guess."
Jacques raised an eyebrow at the suggestion, his mustache twitching once more. "Odd. Did you find out why?"
"I think…" Ruby took a deep breath. "I think she's just a bit scared at the moment. She'll have to rehab her knee, and she's pretty unhappy with her voice. I think she just wants a friend there alongside her while she gets back on track."
"Hmm…" Jacques openly pondered. "Well, I assure you, she'll have the best treatment available once we return to Atlas." He looked back at Ruby and frowned at her hopeful, puppy dog face and rubbed the back of his neck. "Ah… but I owe the both of you much for her safe return. How do you feel about this?" He asked, tipping his glass in Qrow's direction.
"Hey, as far as I'm concerned, Ruby's old enough and done enough at this point that she can go the way she wants. But then again, I'm just her uncle. If you're looking for approval, well, hopefully Tai makes it here soon. But then, he'll prolly give the same response. Of course," Qrow continued, narrowing his eyes slightly as he took a drink from his second bottle. "We'll expect her to be treated well, but I'm sure that won't be any issue, right?" he finished, adding a lighthearted tone in spite of his more serious expression.
"Naturally! Ruby will be an honored guest! In fact," Jacques pondered aloud again. "We could consider it a… temporary employment. What do they call it these days, an internship? Yes, we could consider you an intern for the Schnee family security. And we do have a few spare guest rooms, you could have the one of your picking."
"Really?" Ruby asked.
"Of course. I meant it when I said that I owed you a debt," Jacques said with an earnest tone. "Weiss has mentioned you a couple of times in letters, that you were advanced ahead of your years. As well, you seem committed to her well-being, and if she has personally requested your presence, then I cannot see a reason to deny it. Of course, we'll have to run through a list of rules and procedures and set up your payment and all the other window dressings to it, but we can worry about that for another day. For now," Jacques trailed off for a moment. "I believe our dinner is here," he continued as their waitress stopped back, dishes in tow.
Meanwhile, back in the room
Yang finally decided to tear her face from the window. For one, the sun was setting, and finally reached that moment in which it was shining far too much just over the horizon. She looked back at her teammates with a frown; Blake digging back into her book, while Weiss was furiously typing something into her scroll. "Former teammates?" She wondered to herself. "Are we still a team?" Ruby had been, well, something... She'd honestly never remembered her little sister being that upset with anyone. But… maybe she was right. Had Yang been too harsh? The sight of Weiss, the Ice Queen, actually tearing up had been shocking enough, but Ruby had made sure to drive the point home. As for Blake… she was confused. She still wanted to be mad at her, and to a point, she was, for taking off without warning again. But… then again, Ruby was right. She'd been so upset with Blake leaving and then Weiss trying to take her sister away that she hadn't given thought to how poor of a teammate she herself was being.
With a sigh, Yang tried to figure out how to approach this. "Er…. Weiss?" She started. The heiress gave the tiniest of upward glances from her scroll before returning to it. Yang frowned and opted to heave herself out of bed, walking over and sitting down on the chair nearest Weiss' bed. "Weiss… I'm sorry for how I acted earlier," Yang mumbled as she stared down at her hands on her knees. "Ruby's right. I've been really selfish, and," Yang paused for a moment to take a breath. "And I shouldn't be such a damn hypocrite and criticize Ruby for wanting to help a friend."
Weiss finally seemed to relent and set her scroll down. She closed her eyes in thought for a moment before picking her scroll back up and jamming her thumbs back into it. Yang 's mouth twitched slightly as Weiss seemed to be ignoring her before Weiss handed the scroll over to Yang, with a text message on it. Okay. We good?
"Yeah. Yeah, we're good. At least, if you are."
Excellent. Now, please stop being even bitchier than me. Yang couldn't help but laugh as she read Weiss' last remark. It felt good. And it felt like she hadn't it in ages. "Alright, smartass. Fine," she responded, handing Weiss her phone back.
"So what about us?" A gentle voice asked Yang from the other bed. Yang swiveled in her chair to turn to Blake, who was peering over the edge of her book, her ears flattened against the top of her head. "Are we, uh… good too?" With a sigh, Yang scootched her chair over across the linoleum until she was right next to Blake's bed.
"Look, Blake… I just…. When you up and left like that, without any contact… it made it seem like you were abandoning us. I was hoping for you to come back, but when you were gone over a day, then two… three. It just sorta confirmed it. That you abandoned me. It felt like all the time we'd spend together had been for nothing." Blake set her book down and swapped her position on the bed, leaning forward with her legs hanging off.
"Well, you're…. kinda right. I was selfish. I don't think I'm wrong though," she said, narrowing her eyes to her knees as she curled up. "Adam's still out there. I let myself get complacent here at the academy. It was just… we were doing good things, and for once I was around genuinely good people."
"Complacent? What about that time you nearly killed yourself from a lack of sleep? We had to practically drag you into the bed and tie you down! Wait… that came out wrong."
"Did it?" Blake asked her with a bemused look.
"Ugh, you've been around me too long," Yang threw left arm into the air.
"But yeah… things can't go back to being like that," Blake's somber look returned. "I don't know what I want to do now, other than go home. At least see my family. But beyond that? First I got invested into the White Fang, and that blew up. Then I got invested into becoming a huntress, and that blew up in my face too. Now, I'm not sure what to do."
Yang reached her hand out and placed it on Blake's knee. "So… nothing can go back to like it was?" She asked with a disappointed tone. Blake put her hand on top of Yang's, with an inscrutable expression on her face, though her ears perked up.
"You know, just yesterday you were so mad at me that I'm stuck in here with you."
"Yeah… woman scorned and all that, I guess." Yang looked down at her knees. "I'm just tired now. Tired of being mad all the time. Tired of feeling like the bad guy. Tired of not being able to sleep. Just, tired."
"Well," Blake started, pulling Yang's hand closer. "If you're not still mad at me, maybe we can see if one thing can go back to the way it was," she said, her voice dipping so low it was practically a whisper. "If you're okay with that."
"Well," Yang whispered back, raising her hand up and cupped Blake's cheek while leaning her head forward onto Blake's. "Maybe just one. Ya know, if you're okay-"
She was cut off as Blake met her lips with her own in a short, sweet gesture. "Just one?" Blake asked with a small smirk. "Oh crap, wait-" Blake looked over Yang's shoulder and saw Weiss, who was staring at the two with her head tilted to the side, her expression like she was witnessing space aliens descending on the planet. Weiss immediately reached for her notebook and pen and gashed a few large strokes into it and held it up to them.
WHAT?
"Ah…. Well I suppose the cat's out of the bag, eh Blake?" Yang asked her partner. Blake and Weiss immediately responded with an eyeroll at their teammate's unfortunate attempt at humor. Weiss went back to scribbling into the notebook and held it up again.
SINCE WHEN?
Blake and Yang exchanged glances before the blonde finally answered. "About a month or two…. It's not been long. Kinda why I was so mad at her," she said, giving Blake a fish eye. "Look, we're not really comfortable with announcing the whole thing to the universe, we just… sorta forgot we had an audience for a moment. Can you not, uh, tell Ruby about this? Not yet, anyways?" Weiss rolled her eyes again, blowing air from her mouth upwards. She picked up her notebook again.
Fine. Get a room
"Eh?" Yang glanced at Blake, wiggling an eyebrow. "You heard her, we have permission to find a room!" Blake gave her a soft punch in the shoulder before groaning.
"Maybe later, idiot."
"Aww, c'mon, I'm your idiot, thank you very much!" Yang protested as she popped up from her chair and sat down on Blake's bed.
"So… " Yang began after a short pause. "You wanna see your family again?"
"Yeah… if you guys think I wasn't very courteous about how I left you, well… I have some explaining to do to my parents," Blake answered, looking forlorn.
"Well, what if I went with you?" Yang asked, her tone far cheerier than Blake had heard in the last couple days. Blake raised an eyebrow at her suspiciously.
"Is this because of Ruby?"
"No… well maybe just slightly. Look, the whole reason I wanted to become a huntress was for a life of adventure. And, well, with the academy gone, there's only a couple places for me to go. I guess I could go home, find a job doing something mundane, like… I don't know, maybe find a spot as a blacksmith's apprentice? But I don't really want to sit down and work at something, not yet. Menagerie might be something different. And, don't worry about lodging me or whatever, I'll figure something out!" Yang added.
"You'd… kinda stick out, no offense," Blake responded with abundant caution. "Because you're human!" She made sure to add on. "Menagerie is almost entirely faunus."
"I mean, that doesn't bother me. Heck, I've even managed to mostly get along with Sun, and he's a pain the ass."
"Are you sure about this?" Blake asked. "I don't know what I even want to do after I meet my parents, and heck, they might be, should be, livid with me."
"Well, then we're a matched set," Yang declared. "Because, I have no idea what I'm doing either. At this point, I don't' think anyone really knows what to do, Blake. So hey, let's figure it out together, amirite?" Yan gave Blake her best impersonation of her younger sister's puppy dog face. Blake sighed in frustration before collapsing back onto her bed.
"Alright, fine. But only because you're infuriatingly adorable when you want to be ," she groaned.
Meanwhile, watching the whole affair, Weiss vaguely contemplated whether a fall from a seven story window would be worth it to avoid being a trapped third wheel.
A/N:
Apologies for the delay, all. The summer heatwave, combined with my room not receiving central air conditioning, made concentration a bit of a struggle. Thanks, again, to those who have left likes, follows, and favorites. Have an excellent day.
Music of the day : Rainbow of Love - Bob Sinclair