Weiss Reacts to School Plays, Part 1!

A/N: Welcome, one and all, to the newest zany chapter of Weiss Reacts! Finally, the chapter about school plays nobody asked for, from the fic that not all that many people seem to read! Heheheheh…..I might've lied, a little, about this being an original play from Cinder. You'll see what I mean in a minute. Anyway, let's get on with the chapter! I've got stuff to do, ships to support and keep alive, crossovers to tease and never follow up on, and pasta to gorge myself upon!

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A classroom in Beacon….

"One vote for Pyrrha." Cinder added another notch under the name 'Pyrrha Nikos', which currently had nine black notches underneath. Her name was next to 'Weiss Schnee', 'Winter Schnee' and 'Yang Xiao Long', written in chalk on the green board.

Most of the teams of the year were gathered in Professor Fall's classroom to allocate roles for the school play they'd decided to run this year after a rather interesting meeting where Professor Faust had lamented the school's lack of 'cultured' entertainment and proposed that they start a school tradition of a school play in order to add some 'culture' to Beacon life.

Coming from the woman who spent her time messing with eldritch abominations and hunting down one in particular to turn into her awfully wedded husband, this should've been a warning sign. Especially when Cinder then volunteered a play for use. Especially when everyone, bar Glynda- yes, even Ozpin- voted to use her play idea.

And so it was through this set of misfortunes that Weiss found herself irritated as she watched the board, forced to sit through this indignity on a lovely morning she could be spending doing literally anything else.

"…you know, I'm not an expert on theatre, but I'm pretty sure Professor Fall never wrote….what is this again….oh, right, Romeo and Juliet." The heiress pointed out, looking to Blake.

The catgirl thought carefully. "Apparently it's her own….special adaptation."
"Tch. I would expect that Professor Fall would claim credit for it anyway, knowing her." Weiss muttered. "This ought to be rather irritating. And what person in their right mind would pick Yang for the role of Juliet?!"

Cinder ticked off one more vote, adding the brawler's total up to ten. "One vote for Yang."

Yang had her arms crossed, sighing. "You think you're the only one who's pissed? Of course Ren put me up to being Juliet! Besides, I'm totally a Romeo-type person."
"Hey, I just want Pyrrha and Jaune to kiss on stage!" Nora cried, clapping happily. "That's why I put Pyrrha up! Then we'd actually get something happen!"
"….and of course, Velvet put me up to being Juliet because she wants to be Romeo." The heiress closed her eyes, irritated. "What a turn of events indeed…."

"W-wait!" The spearmaiden stared at them in shock, blushing. "W-what do you mean I have to kiss Jaune?!"

"Uh, didn't you know? It's your big scene~" Yang grinned, giving her a thumbs up. "Me and the Arkos Club here have been waiting to put you up to it~"

Nora brandished her own 'Number One Arkos Fan' badge, smirking. "When it doesn't work the first five times, try a sixth!"

"….p-please! Put your hands down!" Pyrrha frantically cried, her hands flailing about. "D-don't make me Juliet! I-I'm not ready for t-that yet!"

"Sheesh, getting touchy about kissing her boyfriend in public." Yang rolled her eyes. "…..you're kidding me, right?"

"Alright." Cinder capped off her pen, counting up the votes. "…..five votes for Weiss."

The heiress sighed in relief. "Well, at least I'm not it."

"Six votes for Winter."
Winter smiled politely, exhaling.

"Eleven votes for Pyrrha." The pyromancer read off, meriting yet another relieved sigh from the spearmaiden. "…..aaaand twelve votes for the lucky winner, Yang. It's official, our play's Juliet is Yang Xiao Long!"
"W-what?!" The brawler stared at the board in shock. "A-are you kidding me?! How did it backfire on me?! How did Pyrrha or Winter not win?! REN!"

Somewhere behind her, a bunch of boys and girls with 'Arkos Fan' badges sighed disappointedly. The gunslinger merely smirked, tapping the desk in front of him with his finger.

"Just as planned."

"Y-you set me up! H-how could you, Ren?!"

"I-I wouldn't be able to handle d-doing….that….." Pyrrha admitted, twiddling her fingers shyly.
"E-excuse you?!" The brawler protested. "You're the one who doesn't want to kiss your boyfriend! I'm not born to be a Juliet! Y-you're more lady-like than me!"
"H-he's not my boyfriend! Y-yet! A-and….I don't…." She looked down, a little embarrassed. Yang rolled her eyes.

"Oh for-didn't I already give you a pep-talk about this, Pyrrha?! Seriously, you shared a bed with him and you're not even prepared to kiss the guy?!"

"T-that's different and you know it!"
"And here I was, thinking Pyrrha would be better than this!" Weiss snapped, before sighing. "Well, whatever. It seems even she is vulnerable to the idiot pervert-"
"And now it's time to nominate our Romeo!" Cinder declared with a clap. "Before we begin-"
"Blake."
"I nominate Blake."
"Put Blake up for it."

"What?!" The catgirl's eyes widened. "D-don't tell me you're all-"

"Anyone else want to nominate someone for the role of Romeo?" The pyromancer looked around.

Ren frowned, rubbing his chin. "No point putting Jaune in that position, if Pyrrha's not Juliet…yeah, my vote's on Blake."
Velvet sighed from the back row. "…no point in me signing up now, not if we don't even get to do stuff with Weiss….."

Cinder smiled, ticking something off on a notepad.

"It's settled. Blake Belladonna will play our Romeo!"

Jaune finally walked into the room, looking around as he returned from the bathroom. "Huh? What did I miss? Did I end up getting forced into-"
"No, no." Weiss remarked, smiling as Blake and Yang looked shocked at the nominations of themselves. "It seems you won't need to be worrying about it."

"Well, I'll take care of the rest of the casting later! You guys can all go now!" Cinder cheerily announced. "Have a nice day, everyone!"

"What…..why…." Blake was stunned as everyone else stood up to leave. "Me….Yang….what?!"

Weiss rubbed her temples. "This is going to end well, I sense it-wah!"
Her arm was suddenly grabbed by Yang, who looked desperate.

"Weiss, remember when you said you'd talk with me about that thing? Yeah, we're talking about it now."
"W-wait! I've got to-wah!" Weiss was yanked off by the brawler before Ruby could ask them where they were going.

"Hey! Weiss!" The reaper reached after her. "Wait! Where are you going?!"

Outside the classroom….

When Yang was definitely sure Blake was not in earshot and there were no Antic Order listening devices to pay attention to her, she plopped Weiss down on a bench, sitting next to her. The confident façade of the brawler had faded to reveal the more sensitive, nervous side she kept very well hidden.

"….what's the problem?" The heiress inquired, sighing as she dusted off her sleeve. Yang fiddled with her fingers, looking somewhat worried.

"Weiss, I-I want your advice. Y-you're always so confident with Ruby, right?"

"Well, I do find some of her more-"
"Okay, good!" The brawler completed for her. "C-can you teach me? How to be more confident around Blake, I mean. I…..I mean, I kinda do have feelings for her, and I-I need to play someone who does-"
"For the love of-you, Yang Xiao Long, are asking me on advice on how to be confident?!" Weiss stared at her in disbelief. "Did I just get knocked out and wake up in some bizarre alternate world where I'm the confident one?!"

"Look, dammit, I'm serious about Blake!" Yang snapped, shaking her head. "I just think I'll screw it up and do something stupid during the play and make myself look like a fool because I'll do something like confess o-or-!"

"Enough!" Weiss grabbed her shoulders. "Yang! Enough! Quit panicking over Blake! Can't you even deal with something like this yourself?!"
"Look…..I know, it's weird. I-I can just flirt with girls, guys, whoever, right? Long as they're cute." Yang admitted, running her hands through her hair. "I can even flirt with Blake….b-but….I-I've got to play someone who's head-over-heels for her! And….well….I kinda am!

She makes me just….I dunno how to say it. It's…..you know how Pyrrha goes all googly and shy when she's around Jaune? I feel like that with Blake." The brawler sighed, shaking her head. "That's why I flirt with her so much! It keeps me….not all stutter-y and stuff around her. T-that's why you've got to help me! I can't just flirt with her on stage! It'll make me look weird and not fit my role….

That's why I didn't want to be Juliet in the first place…."

Weiss sighed, closing her eyes and shaking her head. "Look. You can always swap out of the play for someone else-"
"No. No, I've got to do this." Yang declared, clenching her fist. "I'm not backing out. That's the coward thing to do."

"….it's because you don't want someone else to kiss Blake, isn't it." Weiss stared at her with a flat expression.

"T-that's none of your business!" The brawler snapped irritably. "Anyway! That's why I asked you to help me, o-otherwise I would've just backed out."

"…..well, you lack the confidence to talk to the one girl you really do want to flirt with, but you have the stubbornness to keep on with this play." Weiss sighed. "…..very well then.

Look. We'll talk in the dorm later. For now, just…..keep calm and carry on, and I'll talk to Blake for you, alright? I just need to grab a few...things and talk to a few people."
"D-don't tell her I have a crush on her!" The brawler implored. "Please!"

"…..as much as I want revenge for all the times you've pranked me…..this one time, I'll let it go." The heiress sighed, smiling at her. "…just this once. I want revenge, I don't want to ruin your chances with her. But you owe me hugely for this."

"…..t-thanks." Yang smiled back, sighing in relief. "I…..that means a lot, Weiss. Thanks, again. I'll tell Ren that you're off-limits while this is happening, if that's what you want."

Weiss crossed her arms. "Just…..don't you dare say a word to anyone. I won't say a word about Blake, you won't say a word about me lending you a hand.

Got it?"
"…deal." The brawler extended a hand. "Let's shake on it. I promise, there's nothing in my hand."
"…hmph. Fine." The heiress harrumphed, shaking her hand to accept her deal.

And so the deal was struck.

Meanwhile, with Winter…..

The lady hung back as the class poured out of the room, waiting for someone in particular, smiling as she remained in her seat.

She looked over to the back, where Rook was staring at the board pensively. It took him a few seconds to notice her, but when he did, his face immediately curled into a small smile.

"Well, if it ain't Miss Winter Schnee." Rook called over as he stood up to talk over to her. "Nice to see you, ma'am."

"I see you've finally joined us." The lady noted, returning the smile. "How has Beacon treated you thus far?"
"The folks 'round here seem pretty nice." Rook remarked, exhaling. "Some girl called…..Coco, was it? She showed me 'round the place. Granted, she kept slappin' my backside and starin' at me like a hungry wolf at a flock o' sheep…..is that how you folks say hi 'round here?"

"Oh, she does that. " Winter waved it off, shaking her head. "I assume you met Espresso."
"….Espresso? I thought her name was Coco."

"…..she has multiple personalities. We're not quite sure why. The one you must've met, we call her Espresso." She admitted. "Espresso has a habit of…..showing her appreciation for attractive people she meets. It's rather unfortunate, really. She is normally quite nice, even if she was…..doing what she did when I spoke to her…." Winter blushed slightly, trying to sweep the memory aside from her mind.

"…..if she bothers you, just give me a holler. I'll tell her to stop." The cowboy remarked, sounding more serious than usual. "…..she the only one?"
"….there's Miss Xiao Long, too, but…..aside from her, you should be safe. And she has her…..nice side..." Winter thought carefully. "Do you have a team you're assigned to, by any chance?"

"…..team….turquoise? TRQS, last I heard. Boy, team names are all weird around here…." Rook explained. "They seem all like nice folks, though.

You know what this…..Antic Order thing's about?"

"O-oh! Um….I'll just….."

Rook and Winter looked to their left to see Jaune looking awkwardly between them, frowning. Winter's smile faded slightly when she saw him.

"Ah. Jaune. What can I do for you?"
"I was actually going to talk to you, but…." The knight nodded to Rook. "I-I'll just, uh-"
"This guy the one you were talking about on Lover's Day?" The cowboy pointed towards him. Winter nodded affirmatively, before looking to Jaune.
"I'm deeply sorry. I've been a little rude to not introduce you.

Mister Leblanc, this is Jaune Arc. Jaune, this is Rook Leblanc, the new student."

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir." Tipping his hat towards him, the cowboy extended his hand to the knight. Jaune looked surprised as he shook his hand firmly.

"Nice to meet- wait, Lover's Day? Did you two….date?"
Rook's eyes widened as he blushed slightly, pulling away. "Well, not technically. I kinda just…..sat next to her, is all. I meant nothin' by it. She looked lonely.

You must be the lucky guy she was yearnin' for, by the sounds of it. Course, you're going out with that famous athlete girl…..Pyrrha, right?"

Jaune blinked, rubbing the back of his head. "Hehehe…well…..I'm…..not so sure it would've worked out. A-and….n-not technically. I-I wouldn't call it that yet…."

"I see." Rook studied him briefly. "…well. So, what're you here for?"
"Well….I was going to ask if I could borrow Winter for a sec, but…." Jaune sighed. "It seems you two are busy right now, anyway.

I'll catch you later, Winter."

Looking somewhat guilty, the knight spared the lady one last look before walking off. When Jaune was out of earshot, Rook frowned.

"…..that ain't healthy, you know."
"What isn't?"
"…excuse me if I'm a little ignorant, on account of me not knowin' the full story, but…..don't you think you need to talk to him? You seemed okay with it until right now, but…

Again, I'm goin' to sound like some sort of miracle workin' newcomer, but…maybe you need to talk with him. Resolve this thing."

"…perhaps I…..am not as okay with…what happened, as I let on." Winter sighed, shaking her head. "….don't get me wrong, I do not have anything against Miss Nikos or Jaune, but….

…I'm going to need a moment. I'll speak with you later, Mister Leblanc. Have a good day."
With that, the lady went out of the classroom at a brisk walk, leaving Rook behind as he sighed, shaking his head.

"….I feel bad leavin' her like that." The cowboy exhaled, adjusting his hat nervously. "…but, sometimes, ladies like her need their space…..

I'd better look into that Antic Order thing people keep talkin' about…."

Meanwhile, JNPR dorm….

"Come on, Pyrrha! It'll be good for you!"

"I-I insist, Nora. I'm fine!" The spearmaiden cried out, shaking her head. "I d-don't-"
Nora pouted. "Come on! Don't be a killjoy! You've got to sign up!"

"Look, I'm-"

Ren frowned, crossing his arms. "What's the harm in it? You're not playing Juliet, anyway."

Weiss burst in, looking in to see Ren and Nora cornering Pyrrha with what appeared to be flyers about Cinder's play.

"…..oh, what in the name of Dust are you doing now?!"
Nora turned to her, grinning. "We're trying to get Pyrrha to audition for the play!"
"…..I thought we already picked Romeo and-"
"No, Cinder wanted to call an audition for the other roles. Apparently she just wanted a couple with chemistry for the title roles." The gunslinger explained. "….and now Pyrrha's convinced she's going to end up kissing Jaune somehow if she auditions."
"Professor Fall's directing the play!" Pyrrha complained, flailing. "O-Of course it's going to happen somehow! S-she's in the Antic Order! A-and I'm just not r-ready for it!"

"…..oh, for the love of all that is HOLY!" Weiss snapped. "Monarch of Vale, to which we owe all our blessings, I do not want to deal with this today!

Pyrrha, just do it. Everyone's doing it, and there's no harm in it. Besides, I'll sign up too. If Professor Fall tries any nonsense, I'll watch over you, got it?"

Ren scoffed. "You know that's not going to-"
"Newspapers, Ren. Newspapers."
"…damn it." The gunslinger cursed, shaking his head.

"…..ok." The spearmaiden exhaled, calming herself down. "…I'll…..audition for the play. Weiss, you'll watch my back, right? If Professor Fall tries anything? Please, I….I would rather not."

"…I ask again. Where's the Pyrrha Nikos who's not afraid of beating the stuffing out of her opponents in a fight?!" Weiss snapped. "Seriously, it feels like I've walked into some strange alternate dimension or something!

Still, fine. I'll have your back. Nora, Ren, you happy? She's auditioning. Now back off."
"….awww." The berserker pouted. "Don't ruin our fun, Weiss! She's going to kiss him someday!"
'You'd think these people would be more careful about kissing considering what happened the last time they saw Pyrrha and Jaune kiss….' The heiress closed her eyes, sighing. 'Still, shippers will be shippers.'

"…yes, she will. And she'll do it when she's good and ready!" Weiss snapped. "Now, if you excuse me, I need to borrow her for a second!"

Weiss grabbed Pyrrha's wrist, yanking her out of the corner and outside the dorm.

"Huh? What do you need?" She inquired, but Weiss did not speak until they were out of earshot.

Weiss stood on her tiptoes to whisper into the spearmaiden's ear.

"I need you to help me give Yang a class in confidence. She's…got an issue. I've got no idea how to deal with it, so I'm grabbing you to help me.

You up for that?"
"….Yang, huh?" Pyrrha thought carefully, tapping her chin. "…I….owe her quite a lot, for helping me with Jaune."

She smiled. "I'd be happy to help. Just take me where I'm needed."

"Excellent. I've got no idea how to teach her anything, but…..you seem to be able to teach Jaune anything, so I decided to get the expert." The heiress clapped. "Let's do this."

….

Meanwhile, still in JNPR dorm….

"…hm." Ren looked down at the cast list. "…..oh, this ought to be interesting."
Nora poked her head over his shoulder. "Huh? What, Renny?"
"….well, there's a ton of new characters. And…..who're they going to get to play Tybalt? Short Weiss, there's nobody nearly like him who can pull it off." The gunslinger thought carefully.

"….well, if it's an adaptation of Romeo and Juliet, written by Cinder….

…..we're going to have a lot of fun, aren't we."

Nora snapped her fingers. "I know exactly what to wear for my audition no!"
Ren groaned, knowing exactly what she was talking about.

"Oh no…."

END

A/N: Not my strongest chapter, but we'll go with it! So, Winter's still stinging a little over Jaune, Yang's hopelessly lovesick, Pyrrha's just unfortunate, Weiss has to tie it all together and Cinder's insane.

Welcome to Weiss Reacts: Bizarro Edition.

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