Sunday had been a relatively normal day for Team RWBY, if by your definition of normal was a polygamous-incestuous-interspecies relationship, and by then Team RWBY's was. Besides Yang's prank on Weiss, the day went by smoothly, with the girls showing less affection than usual. As dusk began to break, Weiss was busy with a paper for Port's class taking up her afternoon and the dorm's desk, Ruby was reading a book assigned by Ozpin in her Leadership Class on how to coordinate teams, and Blake sat in her bed against Yang, reading her book with her.
"Ruby, are you taking notes?" Weiss looked up at her younger girlfriend sitting on the top bunk.
"Yeah, Weiss I'm taking notes. Every page I read I write notes about it," Ruby told the Ice Princess.
"I just wanted to make sure you were doing what I told you to do," Weiss returned to scripting her paper, "Sadly girls. It's an end of an era."
Blake put her book down and glanced at the heiress, "Weiss, what are you talking about?"
Weiss stood and looked through the window at the descending sun, burning the sky orange, "It's the start of a new school week, which means. We won't spend as much time together as we did this weekend."
"WEISS! Don't say stuff like that!" Ruby yelled at her girlfriend.
"Yeah, what's with the somber attitude?" Yang asked, looking over her shoulder.
The cold feeling that Weiss felt through her body, was shared with her three lovers, "My father is thinking about me."
A smoldering blizzard burned Weiss' core. What was her father thinking about her? Was he cursing her for choosing the life of a warrior. Was he reminded of the people she chose to kiss? Or somehow, did he find out about-
"Weiss. Whatever you're thinking about, it's not worth it," Weiss turned to the silver-eyed girl, "If it's making you sad, then don't think about it. Think about something that makes you happy. Like, organizing!" Ruby smiled at Weiss.
That smile, was a red star that warmed Weiss, melting her father's cold. A tear slid down her cheek, "Ruby, th-th-thank you," Weiss struggled to speak, fighting back all of the tears.
She held onto Ruby, and if her smile had melted her, it was feeling her body against her, "Ruby. You're, so warm."
Unlike Blake and Yang, Ruby didn't fully understand the situation but let Weiss hold onto her, "Sure, Weiss. Do you want to, lay down-
"No. Please, just stay like this," Weiss muttered, a sudden yelp emanating from her mouth when she felt two pairs of arms wrap themselves around Weiss and Ruby.
"Weiss, don't keep those emotions bottled up inside of you," Yang leaned against Weiss' head, "We're your girlfriends. You can tell us anything."
Blake left a small kiss on Weiss' cheek, "Nothing will be taboo between us."
"Yeah you can talk to us about anything," Ruby pretty much repeated what Blake said, leading to Yang, Blake, and lastly Weiss laughing at their leader, "Thanks guys. We've got a few more hours until we go to bed," Weiss looked at the slowly disappearing sun.
"You have any plans, Ice Queen?" Yang joked.
"Why yes, it would be rules about our relationship," Weiss ruined the moment.
"BUT! BUT! We already talked about the rules!" Ruby complained.
Weiss couldn't hold back her smile, "It's only about what we do outside this dorm. When we're outside and we want to shower affection, we will only shower it on our designated partner. For example, if I wanted to," Weiss stopped and looked at Ruby's face, "Kiss, Ruby, I would kiss her when it was appropriate. But if I wanted to kiss," Weiss was captivated with Blake's eyes and Yang's hair, "You, two. We would wait until we came here."
"And the same rules apply to Yang and me?" Blake inquired.
"Of course!" Weiss answered adamantly.
"Are those all the rules you want to impose on us?" Yang asked.
"For now," Weiss smiled looking down at the collapsed Ruby, "Ruby. If you finish all of your bookwork, I'll sleep next to you tonight."
Almost immediately, Ruby rose to her bed and read through her books at a faster rate. Weiss smiled at the younger girl and looked down at her paper.
"I'm finished with this paper. You have any room for one more, Blake?" Weiss asked to join Blake's reading.
Across the hall as Jean and Ren were making pancakes for Nora, Jean turned his head towards the direction of the RWBY dorm, "Anyone notice them acting weird lately?"
"What are you talking about, Jean?" Pyrrha asked.
"All weekend they've been holed up in their rooms. Any idea what they could be up to?"
"Any reason you care, Jean?" Ren made fun of their new roommate.
"Eh. Whatever. Nora, where do you put all of these pancakes anyway?" Jean yelled at her.
Nora giggled awkwardly and continued reading her magazine, leaving the Trost-born and martial artist to cook pancakes for her.
Glynda Goodwitch stood before her students, "Students, as we approach the third quarter of your first year, I am pleased to announce that all of you have become stronger than you were when you arrived," she allowed the students to congratulate themselves before stopping with the raise of her hand, "However, most of you have only learned to become stronger on your own or with your partner.
"When facing an opponent alone your chances of winning are only as great as your strength. However when you have allies to fight with, your chances of winning double, triple, or quadruple with how many you bring with you.
"This means nothing if you can't fight together. As Ms Nikos displayed against Team CRDL," Cardin and his team hid their faces as Nora brought her fists together, "Strength in numbers is a term I no longer believe in. If you would go into battle, who would you bring? One hundred ill-trained me, or five powerful warriors?
"Until the end of the year, we are going to work on Team Synchronization, a team working as one. Your final exam will be a match against," Glynda pushed her glasses up, "Me."
Every team sat silently at this revelation, not taking a breath, "That will be all for class. You're dismissed."