Weiss Reacts to Newspapers, Part 1!

A/N: Welcome, one and all, to Weiss Reacts! Yep, we're still here! And still trying to make sense of college schedules. However, it's not all bad, at least, and we're still good for time. Not really much to say here, really, except I just watched the new episode of RWBY and lads, I freaking called it, Qrow would HAND Winter's backside to her if he wasn't so drunk.

Also I'll need to work a fight between Qrow and our Winter now, since our Winter is apparently both younger and warmer than canon!Winter. *le cri* Eh. Let's get on with the chapter already!

DISCLAIMER: RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth, otherwise Qrow's Semblance would actually work better while he's drunk.

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"…what kind of stupid antic is this trite?!"

Weiss' harsh, piercing remarks filled the dorm early in the morning as Yang walked in, laughing on her scroll.

"Alright, thanks! See you soon, uncle! Say hi to dad for me, and I'll send Ruby your best!" The brawler called over her phone, hanging up. "That was Qrow, by the way-Weiss?"

"Yang, what did you do this time? I know you did something." The heiress accused her, pointing a shaking finger at her. "This was your fault, wasn't it?"

Yang raised an eyebrow curiously. "…..you know, I must be getting very good at pranking people if I can prank people so quickly I don't know about it. What are you on about this time?"

Weiss shoved a newspaper in her face, pointing at it angrily. "This thing! You're responsible!"

"…eh?" Yang yanked the newspaper from her hands, reading it closely. "…oh. So they're talking about you and Ruby dating. And? It's not exactly a secret."
"T-that is clearly not true! Why would I do something so indecent with her! Who would write such stupid gossip?! I mean, SNOW WHITE NO LONGER PURE AS SNOW, are you serious?!"

'Dust, Weiss. She's your girlfriend. You're both pretty nice-looking girls. Would it kill you to be less of a prude?' The brawler thought to herself, trying to resist the urge to say something sarcastic. "…..what newspaper is this, anyway?"

Yang carefully examined the top of the newspaper. "Aaaahhh. That explains it."
"That explains what?"
"This is the Beacon newspaper." Yang pointed out, pointing at the newspaper's title, The Daily Light. "Don't tell me you've never seen this before!"
"I never even thought we had a school newspaper! Tch, almost as if it's some sort of contrived coincidence….." The heiress scoffed, grumbling. "Do these people get paid?"
Yang shrugged. "I'd suppose so. They charge about ten Lien per newspaper. They'll do anything for a scoop, even make up gossip just to sell stuff. They used to be better about it, but the old editor quit and a new guy took over, and turned it into this.

How'd you even get it?"
"Nora dropped by and gave me one copy." Weiss explained, sighing. "She thought it'd be funny. Dunce."
Yang giggled wistfully. "I dunno, I'd be pretty happy if me and Blake were front page on a newspaper-"
"With stupid rumours like that? This is worse than some of the trite I've seen sold in backstreet convenience stores!" The heiress snapped angrily, before turning to her bunk. "Ruby!"
"…..eeehhh?" The reaper pulled herself from her bed, her hair mussed up and covering her eyes. "….Weeeeeiss, it's eight in the morning. Don't yell so loud…." The reaper whined, whimpering. Weiss sighed.

"Ruby, get dressed. We're going."
The crimsonette tilted her head, confused. "Eh?! Where?"

"Yang, you said this newspaper is the school's newspaper. Where are their headquarters located?"

The brawler thought carefully. "They should be…..right next to Oobleck's classroom, if they're doing a printing run today."

"Right. Ruby!" The heiress looked back over to her beleaguered girlfriend. "Get dressed! I'll meet you outside!"

Ruby pouted, before she looked to Yang, confused. "…..what's going on? Why's Weiss so angry?"

"She saw something she didn't like. So, you know, like every other time she gets angry." The brawler remarked, shrugging. "Hey, tell me how it goes, okay?"
"Huh?" The reaper was confused. "….what do you mean?"
"Well, Weiss'll probably take them apart, given it's Weiss, and the Antic Order's been trying to take these guys down." The brawler explained, sighing. "We don't want a bunch of hacks doing our job for us, so we're trying to make sure these guys get run out of business so we can operate without a bunch of amateurs getting in the way of our ships.

I mean, I know we embarrass people, but publicly humiliating them and just embarrassing them in front of a bunch of friends is completely different. It pushes people away and stuff.

After all, we're into antics too, but these guys are just wannabes."

Ruby nodded slowly, clearly not understanding it. "…ooookay. I'll get changed and see you later, kay?"

"At least give me pictures!" The brawler cried, frowning.

Minutes later….

"So this is the den of perversion." Weiss grumbled, standing outside the classroom the Daily Light was supposedly working out of. "Ruby."
The reaper finally caught up to her, a buttoned shirt barely dragged on top of her grey tank top. "…..why are we trying to make these people pay again?"
"They dared to write perverted, disgusting gossip about us in a publicly printed paper!" The heiress snapped, glaring intensely at the door. "Can you imagine just how horrifying that would be to find? Just finding out that some pervert had written tripe about you and sold it for money…."

Ruby frowned. "You know, you could just go to Professor Goodwitch or something. This is slander, after all."
"They're probably with the Antic Order and therefore unstoppable." Weiss grumbled. "No, this is something I have to do myself."

The heiress strolled towards the door. Ruby reached out to her. "Wait, wait! The-"
It was too late. Weiss had already burst into the room, glaring at whoever met her gaze with the intensity of a fierce snowstorm.

The room was pretty barren, with only four tables and six computers per table. Students were quickly typing away at the terminals, writing up the Daily Light's story for that day. Several- more respectable- headlines were posted on the walls of the room, and at the very head of the room….
"You."

Dove Bronzewing sat at the head of the room, his name on the editor's nameplate, grinning. His feet were up on the desk and his arms were folded in a confident, smug pose.

"Ah. Schnee. What a wonderful surprise." The boy greeted her with a sneer, chuckling. "Like today's headline?"
Weiss stormed up to him, glaring at him intensely. "You know this is slander, right?"
"Slander schmander. It sells. Get over it." Dove scoffed dismissively. "Not like it actually hurts you."

Ruby frowned. "Actually, it really does. I mean, she does have a reputation-"
"Who cares about your reputation? I need money. This is the quickest way." Dove cut her off brusquely. "Besides, it's not like you don't, you know, do it with your-"
"We don't!" Ruby and Weiss cried in unison. Dove rolled his eyes.

"Buncha' prudes."
"…..wait until Professor Goodwitch hears about this." The heiress threatened him. "I'll have this whole operation shut down. Just you wait."

Weiss walked out of the room briskly, leaving Ruby and Dove alone with the other writers.
Ruby sighed, shaking her head. "….you went too far, Dove. Just…too far."
The boy shrugged again. "Business is business. Tell your girl to quit being such a bit-"

He was interrupted by a slap to the face by the reaper, her normally happy face now twisted into a cold, steely glare. Ruby pulled him over the desk by his collar, as a chill ran down his spine and he visibly gulped.

"And if you call my girlfriend that again, I might have to hurt you." The reaper reminded him, smiling with a dissonant serenity. "Are we clear?"
"Y-yes! S-sir! Madam! P-please!"

"Good!" Ruby grinned, pushing him back down onto his chair. "Glad we can come to an agreement.

Have fun with your last days of selling this newspaper!"

Winking at him, Ruby strolled out of the room, leaving a shaken editor in his place.

…..

Ruby caught up to Weiss, who was fuming.

"So. What's the plan, Weiss?" The reaper inquired. "We tell Professor Goodwitch?"
The heiress nodded in agreement. "Yes. Get her to shut it down over slander. That dunce is going to pay for that! How dare he-"
"How dare he what?"

Weiss and Ruby froze, turning behind them to see Professor Faust, looking down at them curiously.

"…..P-Professor Faust! Hi!" Ruby waved at her happily. "Um….we were just-"
"We were just talking about the school newspaper." Weiss muttered irritably.

"Ah. The Daily Light. I am aware." The witch nodded pensively. "Yes indeed…about the Daily Light. What were your grievances with it?"
The heiress groaned. "Bronzewing, the dunce of a boy he is, decided to place some stupid slander about myself and Ruby in his paper, and now it's all over school!"

"…..I see." Professor Faust sighed, adjusting her glasses. "Well, Mister Bronzewing has not only offended you, and I believe this is the fifth time we have caught him using slanderous headlines.

I believe we will need to arrange for the newspaper to be shut down."

Weiss smiled smugly, preparing to raise her fist in triumph. "Yes-"
"Except I cannot."

"Eh?" The reaper tilted her head, curious. Weiss sank, staring at her in shock.

"What do you mean you can't?"
"The Daily Light is a Beacon tradition that cannot be easily just removed, Miss Schnee. Why, Miss Rose, Taiyang was its main editor, and I know for a fact Glynda held a role in its production!"

"That explains why there were so many articles and pictures of Mom in it when he was the editor…." The reaper commented, realising something.

"…..so are you going to just permit it to continue to print such things?!" Weiss snapped. Professor Faust resumed her calm expression.
"I did not say that. I said we must not end the tradition of a Beacon newspaper."

"….what are you saying?" The heiress raised an eyebrow at her.

"I am saying that if you wish me to end this newspaper, you must find one that can compete with the Daily Star. If that can be done, I can arrange to have the Daily Light shut down for slander and use the new one as Beacon's new newspaper." The witch explained. "Is it clear?"

Ruby nodded slowly. "So you want us…."
"To make our own newspaper to edge them out of business." Weiss completed for her.

The teacher nodded. "Of course. We at Beacon encourage independence. If we solved every problem for you, you would be no good as Hunters. Why, I can tell you of a time when I had to solve the issue of feeding my shoggoths-"
"Not interested, Professor." Weiss cut her off, groaning; this wasn't the first time she'd told the shoggoth story. "…at least we have a plan of action.

Ruby, are you with me?"
"Our own newspaper? Yeah!" The reaper cheered. "Let's do this!"
"Let's see if Blake's willing to lend her hand to it." Weiss said to her. "As annoying as her robots are, we may need her technological expertise….."

With that, the pair walked off, leaving Professor Faust alone.

When they were out of earshot, she picked up her scroll, taking the call off hold.

"The operation is in play, Yang." Professor Faust answered.

"Hehehehehehehe….." The brawler chuckled from the other end of the phone. "So much for his talk of profit.

I just love it when a plan of karmic trickery comes together! Don't you, professor?"

"Indeed so." The witch responded, a sadistic smirk on her face. "I do so hope this succeeds. Otherwise we will have to get Professor Goodwitch to shut it down anyway."
Yang whined loudly. "Aww. But that's the boring way out. Oh well.

At least we're all in position to make it work."

Minutes later, in RWBY dorm…..

Weiss burst into the dorm, a triumphant expression on her face. Ruby followed just behind her, smiling.

Yang looked up from the table, finishing off a piece of homework for Cinder. "Oh. Hey. Did you guys beat Dove up? Did you have pictures?"
"No, although I should've by all rights." The heiress grumbled. "No, Professor Faust gave us a better idea."

Yang raised an eyebrow quizzically. "Oh? What?"
"We are going to start our own, superior newspaper and drive that idiot Bronzewing out of business, and watch the fool's work collapse around his tiny, inferior brain." The heiress declared confidently, punctuating each section of the sentence by pounding her fist on her open palm.

The brawler grinned. "You're getting little in the idea of crushing a guy's dreams, don't you think?"
"His dreams are slandering me, he doesn't deserve it."

Yang shrugged casually. "I suppose. Hey, do you want help with that?"

"….what are you planning?" Weiss inquired accusingly. "You're going to do something, aren't you? You're awfully happy to help me out on something."

"….uh, no? I kinda want to take down Bronzewing as much as you do?" The brawler pointed out. "I mean, you're kind of my sister, technically. Sisters gotta stick together."

Weiss' eyes narrowed. "…I see…alright. I suppose I can't really question you, and your antics may be of use in protecting our burgeoning enterprise.

Alright. Fine. We'll accept your assistance."

The brawler smirked mischievously. "And now your newspaper is automatically far more awesome than it was going to be, praise be to me, you may welcome your new goddess, so on and so forth….

So, when do we get started?"
Ruby rubbed her chin. "…..hm. We did want to get Blake in on this. Maybe she could build a printer for us to print our own paper, right?"
"Ah. I'll get on calling Blakey in~" Yang offered. "I think she was working on something in her hangar again. I mean, she's still trying to restore Nanami and YAMATO after what happened back with the Grimmfather…."
"Fair enough. Go do that." Weiss nodded in agreement as Yang headed out of the room.. "Ruby, we need a name for the paper, before anything else!"

Ruby rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Hm…..well, it was your idea…..and we're competing with the Daily Light…..maybe the Schnee Herald?

I mean, ignoring that it's a little narsi….narsi….that long word you always call sis, it makes sense, right? It's a Schnee newspaper, and it heralds the truth!"
"...absolutely brilliant!" Weiss declared proudly, hugging Ruby tightly. "I love you, you're an excellent brainstormer!

We just need the news to put into it, but that can wait until Blake is in on the scheme. I can't wait to crush that fool's pathetic paper underfoot….."

Ruby giggled. "I like it when you go all evil like that…."
"D-don't say stuff like that." The heiress protested weakly, blushing. "I-It makes you sound like a pervert….s-stupid…."

…..

Meanwhile, outside…..

Yang whipped out her scroll when she was sure Weiss and Ruby couldn't hear and contacted Ren and Nora, her fellow Order collaborators.

"We've done it, we've led Weiss down onto the path of taking down those hacks." Yang declared proudly.

Ren made a satisfied hum over the phone. "Excellent job, Yang. Nora and I will be over to offer our assistance. You're getting Blake to help out?"
"Yep. Bronzewing won't know what hit him."

"Yeah. We're going to need to do more stuff like this if things keep going like they are apparently up at headquarters." Ren explained, sighing. "Whatever this whole business with your grandma and Faust's basement is, it's tying up our usual suppliers.

That's why we can't just outright prank them into shutting down."
"That was a little disappointing, but hey, it's nice working on the side of the angels for once, so to speak." The brawler mused, chuckling. "Call you later. Weiss'll wonder what I'm doing out here.

Operation Karmic Business Trickery is a-go!"

To be continued….

A/N: Well. It seems Weiss and the Antic Order are working together again for the second time. This'll be fun.

So, I hope you enjoyed that, leave your ideas, suggestions, criticisms, comments, reviews and thoughts, and I hope you have a GREAT day! Until next time!