Chapter 3
"Thank you, Mister Antony!" Ruby called as she rolled her manual-crank window back up and trundled up the long driveway to the manor. The house looked more like a castle, with the white pillars and tall spires adorning the exterior of the colossal structure. The Schnee family was likely in the upper one percent wealthiest families on Remnant, as they owned and managed the aptly named Schnee Dust Company, created by Weiss's grandfather some eighty years before. The garage door at the end of the long drive opened, and Ruby drove her truck into the building. The garage was more like a showroom for the seven expensive sports cars that Weiss's father owned, and the one car Weiss did. Ruby shut off the huge unruly engine of her truck and stepped onto the once pristine floor, silently cursing herself for driving the snow-covered truck onto the polished marble. Ruby knew that after they had left, someone would come and clean the floor again, but she felt guilty that they would on account of her.
Ruby strolled past four of the Atlesian supercars, ogling them slack-jawed as she passed her gaze over the sweeping and precise lines of each one, mentally imagining how the twelve-cylinder engines would feel rocketing her and Weiss down the highway, far from the tyranny of real life. She was interrupted by the soft voice and white moustache of Weiss's butler, Klein.
"Atlas AG Donckerwolke. Six-point-five litre twelve-cylinder, twin-clutch gearbox, all-wheel-drive, and a top speed of life in jail, Miss Rose."
Ruby jumped a little at the sudden appearance, but smiled at the friendly butler.
"Hey Klein!" she cheered, rushing forward to hug the elderly man. "Is Weiss up yet?"
"I believe our Weiss is still in bed. She was fretting about packing last night, worried what you would want her to bring." he said, gently removing the friendly brunette. "I would recommend you go upstairs and assist her in packing her suitcases."
Ruby looked at the man, confused "Suitcases?"
"She has expensive taste, Miss Rose. And she didn't know what you'd like" Klein said, winking.
Ruby giggled slightly and followed the man inside. She made her way through the expanse of hallways to the grand main staircase, before turning back towards Klein, a mildly worried expression on her face.
"Are you sure it's okay for me to wake her?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm sure yours is the face she'd be pleased to wake up to, my dear" the kind butler responded.
Ruby smiled at him, and began ascending the long, sweeping marble staircase. Ruby's polka-dot socks slipped a little on the polished floor and she carefully treaded on each step, not noticing she had slowed way down. Weiss was at the top of the stairs. Weiss was up there. It was amazing how Ruby turned into a nervous teenager whenever she was near Weiss. Ruby had to urge herself up the final few steps, the long hallway to the white haired girl loomed into view. She stepped forward gracefully, careful to not make a sound on the hard floor. Ruby stood before the door with a gold plaque that read 'Weiss' and drummed her fingers softly upon it. From inside came the voice that made her heart skip.
"Unless you're coffee, go away"
Ruby thought for a minute.
"And what if I'm Ruby?"
There was a pause. Her heart thumped loudly.
"That is also acceptable"
Ruby flung the door open and leaped forward towards Weiss's bed, only to trip over a pile of clothes likely worth more than her house. Ruby scrambled to her feet, in an unsuccessful attempt to look graceful, to find Weiss was not in bed, but rather on it, face down in a pile of silk jackets. The white-haired girl lifted her head and gave Ruby an exasperated expression, as if defeated by her own wardrobe.
"Please help me, Ruby. I can't pack."
The dark circles under her eyes revealed that the girl before her probably had been awake longer than the butler had told her. Probably since three, Ruby guessed. She glanced around the bedlam that had been strewn around the usually pristine room and sighed. Weiss was supposed to the co-ordinated one of the pair, this sort of wreckage could only be caused by the nerves of a scared animal in a china shop. Ruby raised her chin and stood in a warrior's stance.
"Weiss Schnee, I solemnly swear to rescue you from the fabric-lined evil of packing a suitcase! Now stand up and go to the closet!"
Ruby watched as Weiss giggled softly at this comment before rolling off her bed and walking rather unprofessionally over to the huge walk-in closet in the corner of the room, loose flannel pyjamas dragging under her feet on the hardwood floor. Ruby watched the girl retreat into the oversized closet, heart fluttering as just the pyjamas flew back out. Weiss spoke up from inside the room, unseen.
"What do you want me to wear?"
Ruby grinned as she realized the power she had just been given. She sat on the edge of Weiss's bed and gave her first command.
"Let's start with underwear" she said, crossing her legs and staring at her nails. "Something sexy."
Chapter 4
Weiss was glad Ruby couldn't see her blushing, but it was a wonder that the creatures on the Moon couldn't see her blushing, as she was currently doing it with her entire naked frame. She pulled open the vast underwear drawer in the large closet and chose a particularly lacy number that any layman might have called lingerie. Pulling it gently over her alabaster skin, she briefly considered calling Ruby into the closet to have her do up the clasp for her.
She shivered with delight at the idea. No. Not yet. Bad Weiss. Patience.
"Okay" she tried not to express the blush verbally "What next?"
"How about something useful. Cargo pants perhaps?" Ruby suggested.
"We're not going to the jungle, Rubes. We're going to be in the car for four days!" she replied.
"Yeah, but adventure!"
Ruby shouted from the other room. Weiss frowned, but shrugged and grabbed a particularly sparkly set of white designer pants from their hanger and pulled them gracefully on. Looking at herself in the mirror, she admired how the pocketed pants hugged her long legs and posterior, pleased with herself. Her torso was still only covered by the lacy blue bra, however, and Weiss so desperately wanted to show Ruby. Time to show off her inner pervert giggled at her.
"Shut up, me!" she whispered harshly at herself in the mirror, quickly bringing herself to the rungs where her collection of short-sleeved shirts hung.
"How's the heater in your truck?"
There was a pause, followed by a half-hearted reply.
"Pretty good I guess."
Weiss frowned and moved from the short-sleeve department to the sweaters, and grabbed a scarlet-red cashmere sweater, pulling it over her head and flowing white hair, before pulling the long hair up through the high collar and letting it flow down her back. Weiss hoped that her friend would notice her colour choice on the sweater and be bashful that she had included red in her usually monochrome style. Moving to her collection of coats, Weiss chose a medium-length white single-breasted blazer and draped it over her shoulders. She strolled out of the closet, doing her best imitation of a runway model, before twirling around on the spot in front of where Ruby sat.
"Red sweater? It's like you love me or something, Weiss."
Weiss stifled a squeak and blushed vividly and rushed back into the closet.
"I'll change it I'm sorry!"
She shouted over her shoulder at the bed, blindly running back towards the closet...before running directly into Ruby, who had mysteriously appeared in the closet in front of her. Weiss's eyes were still closed and she felt Ruby place her hands on her shoulders. Her eyes opened warily. The red-accented girl was smiling at her.
"Weiss Schnee. I like the sweater. It looks dashing on you"
Weiss had no idea that Ruby was blushing just as much as she was, as Ruby's pinker skin hid it a little better than her own pale visage.
"Now!" Ruby clapped. "Let's get you packed!"
The next hour or so was spent with the two girls arguing over what article of clothing went with what, and which bag it should go in. Ruby complained that two bags were going to be excessive, and Weiss had argued that the four day journey would require plenty of outfit changes. Ruby had insisted that Weiss bring a swimsuit as there would be hot-tubs and a hot spring along their route, and Weiss had daringly asked Ruby to pick one if she modelled a few. She was sure her heart would explode through her chest each time she stood before her love interest in the swimwear, and before long they had decided on a fairly conservative but still alluring ice-blue two-piece number that Ruby assured her would get her some stares from anyone with a pulse, Weiss silently hoping that Ruby would stare as well.
After the two designer bags had been stuffed to capacity with silk, leather, velour, and fine wool, the two girls made their way down to the kitchen with Klein the butler easily carrying both bags as if they were not the finest leather money could buy, but rather strands of tissue paper. Klein was quick to serve the two girls breakfast, crepes with soft mountain cream and tall glasses of orange juice the moustachioed man had insisted he hand-squeeze. Weiss felt a little pampered at this, like she had been before Beacon. She ate here crepes (holy mother of everything these are delicious) with a reasonable amount of fervour, and was enjoying them happily, until she saw Ruby move out of the corner of her eye.
"Weiss, hang on, you got a little something..."
She trailed off, one hand reaching out to her pale cheek. Weiss froze, unable to comprehend as Ruby gently brushed her thumb against the corner of her mouth, wiping away a small amount of cream away that had collected there. Weiss couldn't help but let out the tiniest of whimpers at this action, one she hoped hadn't been heard. However judging by the wink Ruby sent her way, clearly had been. Shit! Bad!
A little while later it was time for the two friends to leave and begin their cross-country journey. Weiss's bags had been carefully placed in the back of Ruby's two-door SUV, and the girls were in the mudroom doing up their jackets and boots. Ruby climbed into the driver's seat of her truck and fired up the gargantuan motor as Weiss buckled herself onto the burgundy velour bench seat. Weiss watched as Ruby pulled the heavy shifter into reverse, before slowly backing out of the car-museum-like garage and onto the long curving driveway. She could only watch, amused, as her new chauffeur elegantly executed a three-point turn in the tight driveway, before driving them down to the gate-guard, who let them through with a smile.
"Enjoy your trip, Miss Schnee, Miss Rose!" he called at them through the blowing snow. The two travelling partners waved back with big smiles, and Ruby made a point to rev the huge engine a little, much to Weiss's amusement.
It would be a long journey. But Weiss was certain she would love it.