Here's chapter 47, everyone.
Weiss was blushing furiously, finding out that she had fallen asleep and Ruby had rested her on top of her lap was too embarrassing for her to lift her head up. "Oh come on, ice wolf. Don't be so embarrassed. Remember, I put you on my lap yesterday too." Yang reminded.
Ruby could only hear the annoyed groans coming from the pup sized white wolf, whose aura was actually at around seventy percent since she got a lot of rest. "Do you want me to let you down?"
"No." Weiss replied, not wanting to show her face.
Yang chuckled a bit, sitting down on Blake's bed since the team had gone back to the dorm. "Seriously, Weiss. You don't need to hide your face. Ruby's fallen asleep a bunch back in Patch, and I had to carry her to bed."
Weiss slowly lifted her head up, still looking peeved. "Ruby isn't the size of a puppy, you oaf… Ugh, why didn't you just wake me up?" She asked her partner.
"Your aura was at one percent, Weiss. You needed your rest if you were gonna change back." Ruby reminded, rubbing her little back. "Oh, your aura is pretty high now, so wanna change back now?"
"Yes… Can you all please leave the room so I can change?" Weiss requested, her team all nodding as Ruby slowly put her down on the floor.
"Just let us know when you're done, ice wolf." Yang called out as all three left the room, making sure to lock it for Weiss' privacy.
The white wolf sighed, closing her eyes as she focused on changing back into human. "First, back to normal size." The light shined on her body, as she felt it was an easy transition. Once she looked down, she saw she was normal size again, sighing in relief. "Step two." She closed her eyes once more, and after the light faded, she groaned as she looked down. "Ugh…"
Back to finally being human, Weiss got fully clothed and looked over at the wolf pendant on the table. She smiled, the pendant always able to put her in a good mood, though she did find it annoying that each time she changed forms, whether wolf, human, or the size of her wolf form, the pendant would fall off of her.
"Weiss? Almost done in there?" Ruby's voice called out from the other side of the door.
"Impatient, dolt." Weiss walked over and opened the door for her team. "Have you never gotten dressed properly before? It isn't a five minute process."
Ruby blinked twice. "It isn't?"
Weiss facepalmed, while the rest of the team walked in, all of them noticing the time. "Looks like we got a few more hours of daylight." Yang remarked, and Weiss looked upset with that, so she walked out of the room. "Ice wolf? Where ya going?"
"I'm going to see my mom." Weiss said nothing more as she messaged her mother from her scroll, hoping she'd reply back soon. "Come on."
Moments passed, and her scroll chimed in, showing that her mom was in the room Ozpin let Summer, her and Raven use for their visit. She quickly ran to it, wanting to see her mother before she was going to depart back to Atlas the next day.
"Are you absolutely sure you want to come with me to Atlas, Summer?" Willow was too nervous, asking questions she knew the answer to already, so all Summer did was playfully roll her eyes. "S-Sorry."
"Relax. Weiss is gonna be here any minute, and she shouldn't have to see her mother so nervous," The blacksmith patted her shoulder. "So chin up."
Willow took a second to get her bearings. Summer was right. She was about to go back home, meaning she wasn't going to see her daughter for some time, so she needed to savor what time she'd have.
Not a moment later, there was a knock at the door, so Summer smiled and walked over, answering it for Willow. "Look at what the wolf dragged in."
Weiss groaned a bit at the attempt at a joke. "Mrs. Rose, please… Don't try to make jokes."
"Hey, don't make them sound like they're bad." Summer chuckled and let her walk in.
Willow got up from her bed and met her daughter half way, hugging her as she held her chin up, Summer finding it funny that the white haired woman took it literally. "How was your training, sweetie?"
Weiss gave her a quick hug and pulled away, looking a little happier than before. "I still need to work more on it, but I was able to change my wolf size… Kind of." She sighed a bit.
Summer cut in. "Kind of?"
"Uh, well, at one point it worked when I thought about it, but then another time I just turned into that annoying pup size…" Weiss felt a little embarrassed, her cheeks gaining a light blush to them.
"Sweetie," Willow rubbed her shoulder. "You don't have to be embarrassed by that. Be proud that you're already able to change at all. It's been one day," She gave her an assuring smile.
"I-I guess." Weiss returned the smile, but then remembered why she came over. "Um, so you're still going back home tomorrow?"
Willow frowned, nodding to her. "I am, yes. I wish I can stay longer, but your father and I need to talk about a few things. Not only that, but you have your classes, snowflake."
Weiss leaned in, burying her face in Willow's shoulder. "Yeah…"
"Come on," Willow's tone was a bit more encouraging. "Don't be sad, sweetie. Be happy. You're at Beacon Academy on a team with two of your childhood friends, and you're making friends with your last teammate now. You don't need to see me every day to be happy."
The white haired teen sniffled and gently pulled away, feeling her mother rub the top of her head before placing her forehead on Weiss'. "I'm still really going to miss you."
"And just like I had said when you left for Beacon two weeks ago, so will I, my little snowflake." Willow closed her eyes, not letting a tear fall because she wanted her daughter to be strong for her departure.
Summer coughed to get their attention, both looking over as she waved. "Uh, just gonna let ya both know I'm gonna go and get some lunch. Oh, and snowflake… I'm seriously glad I got to know a bit more about you." She didn't mention the other part of what she learned. "Your semblance is impressive."
Weiss rubbed the back of her head, her white hair down at the moment as she couldn't deny that she enjoyed the praise. "Thank you, Mrs. Rose."
"Gotta say what I think is pretty awesome, snowflake." Summer remarked. "Oh, and you know, I never got to really ask yet. How's Myrtenaster been treating you?"
The mention of her weapon made the white haired teen beam up with joy. "I love it to this day, Mrs. Rose. I couldn't be more grateful to you for making it."
"Ah, you know me. I couldn't resist making a beauty like that." Summer grinned. "And now that I know why your mom asked for the second blade to be put in, that makes me even happier that I made it for you." Weiss bowed out of respect, the blacksmith recoiling a bit as she waved both hands for her to stop. "H-Hey, now, none of that, snowflake. Bowing is not my thing."
Weiss lifted her head back up. "I apologize, but I really do appreciate what you did for me."
"Don't mention it, snowflake." Summer's stomach grumbled a bit. "Ugh, looks like I need to hurry and get some food in me. Willow, you want anything?"
"No thank you." The white haired mother gently sat down on her bed, her daughter sitting right next to her. "Be sure not to overeat either, Summer. You don't want to end up too round around the belly now."
The blacksmith playfully rolled her eyes. "Haha, very funny. Later." She waved them off and closed the door behind her.
Weiss didn't say a word. All she did was lean her head on her mother's shoulder, happily taking the time she had with her. "Sweetie, you know I am proud of you, right?" Willow wrapped an arm around her daughter.
"I do… And, honestly, even though I've had some issues recently with my semblance, I'm happy for what it is." Weiss said, getting her mother to gently rub her arm in comfort. "I was scared of it the first time I used it, then during initiation, and again when Ruby and I sparred, but all in all, I think I understand that I shouldn't be afraid of what I have."
Willow felt guilty on the inside, but she could only nod in support. "That's right. You shouldn't, snowflake, because your semblance is a gift. One you have grown well with."
Weiss waited a few moments to respond. "What are you and father going to speak about when you get home?" Her voice wasn't the same when she talked about her semblance. And Willow knew her daughter wasn't going to accept a lie.
"Honestly, I can only assume to argue about not answering his calls." Willow answered, hearing her daughter sigh. "I'm sorry, snowflake."
"You don't have to be…" Weiss wasn't a fool. She knew her father wasn't a good husband or dad. "Do you think Whitley… Do you think he's okay?"
Willow lowered her head for a moment. "I believe he's a strong boy, and his father needs to see that instead of thinking of him as just his heir."
"Father… Does…" Weiss stopped for a moment. "Does father still love me?"
"Snowflake, of course he does." Willow couldn't bear the thought of saying no, or give her some form of a maybe. "He's just… Not good at showing it."
Weiss sniffled, not sure if her mother was telling her the truth or not. "How come you've been avoiding his calls?"
"My aura training. I've wanted to focus on that more than answer his calls, but don't worry. I'll speak to him and everything will be okay. Promise." Willow kissed the top of her head, hoping that would be enough to assure her daughter.
"I hope so, mom." Weiss took a breath. "I was thinking of calling Whitley… Apologize for our fight. I don't know. I can't just ignore what happened."
"Your brother wasn't right in that argument, sweetie. He shouldn't have-." Willow was cut off.
"I know what he shouldn't have done, but… The fact that he only told me that going to Beacon was too dangerous," Weiss shook her head a bit. "I don't know, maybe it means he just doesn't understand some things, and he's just worried."
Willow couldn't forget the argument her children had the day Weiss left for Beacon. "Even so, he should respect your choices. I've… I've been at fault for that too, and I only want you, your brother and sister to be happy with what you three want to do with your lives."
"And I am happy." Weiss gave her a somber smile, since she still thinking of Whitley. "But I have to at least try to make things right with him, even if I wasn't the one at fault."
"Snowflake," Willow hugged her daughter. "I don't know if I can be any more proud of you… And I promise, I'll speak with your brother when I get home tomorrow as well."
Weiss hugged her back for a moment. "Thank you, mom, but." She pulled away. "Maybe we can talk to him right now."
"Is that what you want?" Willow asked, needing to be sure.
"Yes. I don't want to wait any longer." Weiss said, getting her scroll out of the bag she kept on the back of her outfit. "I just hope he's home… Wait… I don't have his scroll number."
Willow got her scroll out and went through her contacts, shaking her head slightly. "I can't believe your father won't even allow him to contact you through his scroll still."
Weiss frowned in response and watched as her mom pressed her brother's name on the screen of the scroll. It only took a few moments, but Whitley answered. "Mother."
"Hello, honey." Willow brought up the video call button, waiting on him to accept. It took a moment, but her son appeared on the screen. "How have you been?"
Whitley looked around the background of where Willow was. "Mother, where are you? Father and I arrived home and you aren't here."
"I'm at Beacon right now, with your sister." Willow moved the scroll to show Weiss on the screen, Whitley surprised by that. "I'll be coming home tomorrow."
"Sister." Whitley greeted, saying nothing more.
Weiss didn't look happy or sad, she looked ready to speak. "Whitley, we need to talk, and honestly, I should have done this sooner."
"Maybe so, but father will want to know more importantly why mother is at your school." Whitley stated, earning a sigh from his sister. "You know it's not right to up and go to a different kingdom without informing father first."
Willow spoke up. "Honey, this is something your father and I can discuss. Right now your sister would like to speak with you." She handed Weiss the scroll.
Weiss knew what she wanted to say already. "Whitley, about what we talked about before I left. I want you to know that I still stand by what I'm doing, and I understand it makes you upset, but-."
"Enough. This is going to go nowhere, seeing as we clearly have differing opinions on your career path." Whitley remarked.
"That's not right to just shut me off without at least attempting to respect my choices, Whitley." Weiss said outright. "Please, I know how worried you are about what being a hunter is like, but I'm happy with this kind of life. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
"Why can't you be happy and safe?!" Whitley let his emotions out, unable to keep them when speaking about the threats to his family's wellbeing.
"Being locked up in that manor, or being some behind the desk worker for the company isn't what I want, Whitley." She chose to not raise her voice.
Whitley shook his head in disagreement. "This is too dangerous for people you don't even know." He said, in reference to how Weiss would one day become a huntress to protect people.
"If no one was here to keep others safe from the Grimm, or even people themselves, then who will, Whitley? This isn't something I am forcing myself to do. I chose this life." Weiss explained.
The boy looked upset, almost like he wanted to cry because he couldn't get to his sister. "Is there anything else you even wanted to talk about or-."
"I still love you, brother." Weiss cut him off, surprising him as she let out a smile. "Even if you still don't respect my choices… I still love you very much, and I promise I'll visit home soon."
He was silent. Willow as well. She knew her son was hurting, and she wished she could be there to hold him close, but she wasn't. "You really… Want to risk your life with this?"
Weiss sighed. "I'm not risking my life, Whitley. I'm choosing to follow my dreams."
"And… Are you actually happy?" The boy asked, watching as his sister nodded. "When, when do you believe you'll visit?"
"I can't say yet, but I'll try on a weekend. Okay?" Weiss was hoping she got through to her brother in some way.
"Very well. Mother, I will see you tomorrow." Without saying goodbye, he ended the call.
Weiss handed her mother the scroll back, but she seemed content with how the call went. "Sweetie, are you okay?" Willow asked as she put her scroll on the bed.
"Yeah. I really am." Weiss leaned her head back on her mother's shoulder. "I can't wait to become a fully trained huntress." Her smile was all Willow needed to see.
Follow your dreams, Weiss. That's what Whitley needs to understand most. That and how his father is a jerk.
To JJ- Glad to see I can still surprise you with a few things in this story. Whitley is getting to see more and more about some things, and with Jacques, well he has plans here and there. He's a manipulative man after all. And with Summer, yes, raising Yang, at that point, Yang does see her as her mother. Blood isn't the only way someone can be considered family, and with Weiss and Willow's case, they are definitely family.
I hoped you all enjoyed chapter 47. Remember, reviews are welcomed, but not required. See you all in chapter 48.