I Have One Word For You: Sing-a-Long

"Get in the house, Blake. It's late!"

"You get in the house." Blake stands there, arms hanging loosely at her sides, eyes not fully open.

"I am not in the mood for your shenanigans this evening."

"But what if I am?" Blake turns and wanders further away from the car and out into the front yard.

"Blake Belladonna, don't you dare." Weiss quickly prances around the car and follows after Blake. "You know the sprinkler system goes off at midnight."

"Little water never hurt anyone. It's like raining, but from the ground." Blake stops in place and mulls that thought over in her head for a few seconds.

The alcohol induced haze a little thicker than she previously thought. But she immediately becomes distracted by the tree that rests between her home and the neighbors.'

"Where are you going?" Weiss' voice droning on somewhere behind her.

"Tree."

"I know that's a tree."

"I am," Blake reaches out and grabs onto a lower hanging branch, "gonna climb it."

"Absolutely not. No we are not doing that."

"I never. I never said you had to climb it." Before Weiss can pull her down, up into the tree Blake goes.

Stopping about ten feet off the ground, Blake turns and sits on one of the sturdier branches, looking down at a tiny, angry Weiss.

"Ha, you look mad." Blake says, eyes half open and a cheesy grin on her face.

"Nothing gets by you, does it? Now, get down from there."

Placing her hands on her hips and stomping her foot, Weiss looks more like a child than an adult. Which just makes Blake laugh even harder.

"You're in for a surprise, princess." Wiggling her eyebrows at Weiss, as she slowly sways in place.

"What do you mean?" Weiss getting more and more fed up with Blake's behavior every second.

Before Blake could elaborate, the sprinkler system turns on and starts to spray the entire yard, including Weiss, with a fine mist of water.

Making a split second decision, Weiss quickly joins Blake in the tree. Her only other option was to walk all the way back across the now soaking wet lawn.

"Surprise!" Blake yells as Weiss takes a seat near her.

"Quiet! You'll wake the neighbors with your drunken nonsense." Weiss swats in Blake's direction, unable to land a hit.

"Well you aren't much fun."

"I am plenty fun."

"Oh yeah you are. But just not right now in this tree." Blake does her best to wiggle her eyebrows at Weiss, who just rolls her own in response.

"This is the last time I offer to drive when you and Yang go drinking. You are far too much."

"I am cool as a cucumber. Easy as Sunday morning." Blake waves her hand at Weiss as she sways in place with her eyes completely closed.

"An hour ago I was pulling you down off of a bar top as you yelled 'I've got one word for you, sing-a-long!' Which is more than one word, by the way."

"I don't recall. I do not recall your accusation ever taking place."

"Probably because you were black out drunk, trying to sing while Yang blasted children's music from her phone. Which couldn't be heard over the ambient noises of the bar, so you just started screaming the lyrics to what you thought was the music."

"Yeah no." Blake shakes her head back and forth. "I would never do something like that."

"But you did. I have a video."

"Lies." Blake dismisses Weiss' claim quickly.

"It's on my phone, which is in the car. Which is in the driveway, where we would've gone into the house and be sleeping if you hadn't dragged us into this tree."

"No one said you had to attend this party, princess." Blake's swaying gets a little more haphazard and Weiss slides closer to grab her arm.

"The only party I can foresee is you falling out of this tree and breaking your neck."

"I will be doing no such thing, Miss Schnee."

"Mrs. Schnee." She corrects.

"Ah yes, Mrs. Schnee, How could I forget?" Poking herself in the side of the head to emphasize her point.

"Still mad that I wouldn't take your last name?" Now it was Weiss' turn to try to agitate Blake.

"Belladonna is just so lovely." Blake sings the last bit of her sentence, eyes drifting back shut.

"I agree. Which is why we hyphenated, you dolt. Now let's get out of the tree before you pass out."

"You jump down first, then you can catch me if I fall."

"Always the romantic." Weiss says as she carefully steps down to the next branch before hopping the final few feet to the ground.

"If I fell, you would catch me, right?" The look on Blake's face is pathetic. Sad puppy dog eyes.

"Of course I would!" Weiss says poignantly. "Why would you ever think I wouldn't try to catch you?"

"Because," Blake makes her final hop down and Weiss helps support her by grabbing her sides, "you are small and I could squash you. And then I would feel really bad."

"Oh hush, not like you are some giant." Weiss wraps her arm around Blake's waist and begins to guide them carefully back across the front lawn, dodging the sprinkler system as they go.

"I would catch you too." Blake mumbles as Weiss lets her fall the short distance to the bed.

"I have no doubt."

"Wanna know, know why?" There is a small hiccup in her voice as she snuggles her way down in the sheets.

"Hm?" Weiss asks as she places a glass of water and aspirin on the table next to Blake's side of the bed.

"Gravity." Blake sighs. "But mostly because I love you more than gravity loves the ground."

"What a nerd." Weiss mumbles. "I love you too, Blake."

But when she looks over, Blake has already fallen asleep. Breathing steadily as she clutches the hem of the sheets between her hands.