Weiss didn't really mind thunderstorms. She remembered that when she was really young, Winter used to hate the bad weather. It was a sore topic for Winter, who thought that it was completely irrational for a sixteen year old to be afraid of the weather. It hadn't stopped her from cringing at every flash outside the windows of Schnee manor, bracing for the roar of thunder that was sure to follow.

It seemed to be the same for Ruby, who insisted that she was fine, and that the thunder that had been present all afternoon didn't bother her at all. Weiss, unable to get the truth out of Ruby, who was at the very least nervous, turned to interrogating Yang.

"The thunder? Oh man, I thought Rubes had gotten over that," Yang had said. "Patch has some nasty storms in the spring, and when Ruby was eleven a really bad one sent a branch into her bedroom window. Poor girl slept in my room for a week." Yang had laughed looking back on the memory. "I'm sure she's fine, though. Probably just a little spooked."

Ruby was definitely more than a little spooked, Weiss decided. The bed swinging above hers was practically shivering, which meant Ruby was probably camped out under her comforter worrying herself to death. Weiss sighed. If the dolt had just admitted that she was frightened, then maybe Weiss could have done something to help. Honestly, why was she so stubborn? Weiss grabbed her scroll from the dresser that sat between the pair of makeshift bunk beds. 11:50. She glanced across the room, making sure Blake and Yang were already asleep. She took a deep breath. Weiss, this is the stupidest decision you've made yet, she told herself.

"Ruby?"

The shuddering stopped, and there was a soft thud as Ruby dropped from her bed to the floor.

"Yeah?" Ruby whispered. Weiss turned over to face her. The poor girl looked like a kicked puppy. Weiss scooted over and patted the space on the bed next to her.

"What?" Ruby was hesitant.

Weiss rolled her eyes. "I'm telling you to get in the bed, you dolt," she hissed through her teeth. "Now hurry up, before we wake up your sister."

"Won't she see in the morning-"

"Just shut up and get in the bed, Ruby," Weiss commanded.

Ruby let out a frightened sort of squeak and quickly clambered into the bed next to Weiss.

"Good," Weiss said, "now we can finally get some sleep." Weiss closed her eyes and leaned back into her pillow, but Ruby stayed tense and rigid. Weiss put a hand to her back and felt her relax.

"Thanks," Ruby breathed, scooting in closer to Weiss.

"Honestly, Ruby, if you had just admitted you were scared, this would have been much easier," Weiss whispered, wrapping her arms around the girl and pulling her in a little bit closer.

"I'm not scared… just a little spooked," Ruby explained, not sounding too confident in her own words.

"That's what Yang said. I'm not sure I believe either of you."

Ruby tensed up again. "Yang's not gonna be happy in the morning…"

Weiss scoffed. "Yang can get over herself. We're dating, I'm allowed to show affection."

Ruby let out a quiet laugh as she leaned into Weiss and closed her eyes. "Alright, I'll do my best to stop her…"

Weiss rolled her eyes and decided to focus on cuddling with her girlfriend during the current storm rather than on the coming one. She had no idea how Ruby could face Grimm with a smile, and be scared of something as silly as thunder.

Weiss didn't really mind thunderstorms, no. But, as she watched Ruby drift off in her arms, she decided that she could see herself growing to like them.