The prompt for this was "Weiss has to confess something to the rest of Team RWBY... specifically about Qrow." Warning, ridiculousness ahead.
Yang lay on the couch in the living room of the house in Mistral, still feeling physically and emotionally exhausted from the battle that had taken place at Haven the previous night. Ruby was reading a weapons magazine while leaning against her sister, while Blake, Sun, Jaune, and Oscar were sprawled out on the other chairs around the room. The house was a bit crowded with everyone they had picked up at Haven, but for the moment everyone was too tired to complain.
Yang was completely zoning out when the front door opened and Weiss hurried in. She and Qrow had left half an hour ago to pick up groceries, Qrow being the one with the money and Weiss to pick out some slightly higher class food.
"Hey Weiss," Yang called. "Where's the food?" It wouldn't have surprised Yang to learn that her uncle had run off to some bar, but it was strange that Weiss was coming back empty-handed.
Weiss didn't answer right away. She ran over to stand in front of Yang and Ruby with a slightly nervous look on her face. That was when Yang noticed that Weiss was holding something behind her back.
"Listen," Weiss began slowly, her eyes fixed on her shoes. "Something happened while we were getting the food, and, um, there's something I need to tell you guys."
Ruby set her magazine down, and both sisters sat upright to look at their teammate.
"What is it?" asked Ruby.
"It's about your uncle…" Weiss continued, still staring at the floor. "We were shopping, and we started talking about my sister and, well… I killed him."
Yang's mouth fell open. For a moment her mind went completely blank, but then she sighed as she realized it was a joke. Weiss's completely serious expression had gotten her for a second, but she had to be kidding. It was far from the kind of joke that Yang would have expected from the former heiress, but maybe that was what made it work.
Still, with all the life-or-death situations they'd been in lately, it didn't seem very funny to Yang. She opened her mouth to tell Weiss off, but Ruby spoke up first.
"Weeeeeeiiiisssss," she groaned. "Seriously?"
Yang frowned. Even if Ruby was playing along with the joke, that was a weird reaction. She sounded exasperated; as if Weiss had said that she threw out a magazine she wasn't done reading rather than admitting to killing their uncle.
"I know, I'm so sorry," pleaded Weiss, finally meeting Ruby's eyes. Guilt was written all over her face. If Yang hadn't already known that Weiss was a pretty good actor, she would have started to get worried.
From across the room, Blake sighed. "What happened this time?"
This time?
"Well, we were talking about my sister, and Qrow kept badmouthing her," Weiss answered nervously. "I was starting to get really annoyed, so I took out Myrtenaster and started waving it in his face. Then I tripped and, well, kind of stabbed him through the eye."
"Wow, I never thought you were the clumsy one," Sun chided from his seat beside Blake.
"I never really liked the guy," Jaune put in. "But I wasn't exactly planning on killing him."
"I didn't do it on purpose," Weiss insisted. "I just tripped."
"Weiss, this isn't funny anymore," Yang said severely.
"I know, I'm so, so sorry," Weiss repeated, turning to face Yang again. "It was an accident, I swear."
As Weiss spoke, her hand came out from behind her back to reveal her weapon. The end of the blade was covered in blood that was just starting to dry. Stuck on the tip was a small piece of what could have been brain matter.
Yang stared at her teammate, finding it impossible to form a coherent thought. This was going way too far for a joke. Was Weiss… actually serious?
"I can't believe this," said Ruby. But she didn't sound distraught or even sad. She just sounded annoyed. "Weiss, we talked about this."
"Wait, you did?" asked Yang, standing up from her seat. She couldn't begin to wrap her head around her sister's reaction to this.
"This can't keep happening, Weiss," Blake scolded. She was acting even stranger. Where Ruby at least seemed irritated, Blake hardly appeared to care much at all.
"Hold on, what do you mean keep happening?" Yang demanded.
"Well she killed Ilia last night," Sun replied frankly.
Yang shook her head in confusion. "Who?"
"See?" Blake said emphatically. "Yang never even got to meet Ilia!"
Weiss winced and looked down at the floor. "I'm trying, I promise," she muttered.
"And we all appreciate that, Miss Schnee," Ozpin put in through Oscar's body. "But this is beginning to become a real problem. You need to do better."
"Starting to become a problem?" Yang shouted incredulously. "She killed two people!"
"I mean, she's done more than that," Ruby muttered.
"What!?" Yang cried.
"Yeah," said Jaune. "You remember how Team CRDL sent Russel and Skye of all people to the double's round of the tournament? They were going to send Dove, but then Weiss…" He trailed off and gave the former heiress an irritated glare.
"And you know how Fox has all those scars on his arms?" asked Blake.
"My bad," whispered Weiss.
Yang looked around the room for some sign that they were joking, or even that they understood the gravity of what they were saying. But every one of them had these exasperated looks on their faces, as if Weiss's apparently repeated murders were not a big deal.
That was when it really hit Yang. Qrow was dead. She was never going to see him again. Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of all the good times she had spent with her uncle, playing video games or hearing his stories that her dad thought she was too young to know about. She tried to remember when the last time she'd told Qrow that she loved him was.
"Weiss, this really needs to stop," Ruby said seriously.
Yang whirled around to face her sister. "How are you not more upset about this?" she screamed, tears pouring down her face.
Ruby blinked in surprise as if Yang were the one being unreasonable. Then a look of concern crossed her face when she saw that her sister was crying.
"Hey, come on," Ruby whispered reassuringly. "It happens. It's just what you have to get used to living with Weiss."
Yang stared at her sister in disbelief. Then she glanced around the room to find similar looks of concern on everyone else's faces. No one seemed to have the slightest idea why she was so sad about the death of her beloved uncle.
They've all gone crazy.
Yang turned towards the door and began walking slowly towards it, moving her limbs mechanically.
"I… I'm going to try to find my mom."
"Oh, um," Weiss began sheepishly. "That might be difficult."
Yang looked back at her friend to see her eyes glowing with snow-colored fire.
Author's Note: Practically everyone else wrote QrowXWinter this week, which I have zero interest in. So I had to do something completely absurd instead. Yang made a surprisingly effective straight man while everyone else took the whole thing in stride.
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