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Unofficial break unofficially over.

Well, Bee's Schnees Week certainly ended up being more difficult than I was expecting. Oh well; I enjoyed it anyway. Back to our regularly scheduled… No, wait, we don't have a regular schedule, so that doesn't work. Uh…

Volume 2, Chapter 8, 'Field Trip'


Yang paced back and forth in the room as she waited for her sister to return to the dorm. She'd left at one point, asking her two teammates to wait if Ruby got back before her. She returned a few minutes later with what looked like a thermos before resuming her circular path.

Ruby had reported to Ozpin first thing in the morning after the incident last night. The blonde had only learned that her younger sibling had been involved in the attack when she'd returned to the room yesterday evening to let them know; to say her team was shocked was an understatement.

Thus, that morning, they were restless. Weiss was writing out a letter on her bed that she was planning to send home to her sister Winter. Blake was rummaging through supplies under her bed, having said something before about 'packing light supplies for their upcoming mission.'

Eventually, the two partners had become so distracted by their tasks that they ended up crashing into each other and falling to the ground, which drew the heiress's head up from her note.

"Do you two mind? I don't have time for your antics this morning!"

Weiss inwardly cringed at her tone. Okay, that was a bit harsher than it should have been. She started twirling the black bow holding up her ponytail absentmindedly. She'd been on edge since last night; she didn't think she'd ever get used to being close to her Faunus teammate after hearing Jaune's theories about them, but what with the slow dance still being stuck in her mind, she'd lost sleep once again. Yet, what little dreams she'd had had been light and soft and so mortifyingly embarrassing in their subject that she didn't dare look into the amber eyes that were now glaring at her.

"Well, sorry, Snow Angel. I'm not the one who's pacing around being unproductive."

Despite it being used mockingly, hearing that nickname from Blake brought a blush creeping up her features once again.

She'd certainly never felt that way when Neptune called her that.

Weiss grumbled inaudibly. She should have just told him off when they'd met; that probably would've made things easier.

"Hey, I'll have you know that drudging back and forth across a room is very useful for calming one's self down." Yang defended. "For all I know, my sister might end up being expelled."

"I'm pretty sure pacing is supposed to be counterproductive to calming down." The brunette shot back.

Their snow-haired teammate observed the argument from the corner of her eye, slamming her clipboard into her face when Blake bent over again to grab something from under her bed, unintentionally giving her roommate a good view of her backside.

Vulgar 'Bellabooty' jokes that Yang had made in the past suddenly sprang to mind.

No! Dust, brain! If you're going to have a crush on her, you should be thinking of the pure and completely non-physical relationship that it would be.

She forced her mind to focus on her paper, scribbling out a few more lines in frustration that half-criticized and half-praised her teammates' abilities in the field.

Suddenly, the door creaked open. All three girls immediately got up and ran up to the entrance, where their leader stood with a look of shock on her face.

"So?! What happened?!" Yang asked, deciding not to waste any time.

The cloaked girl brought her hands up to shrug. "Uh, well um, ehehe, uh… there… wasn't really much to discuss, I guess. Well, at least not much to discuss with me." She brought up a hand to her red-tinted locks, pulling on them as she bit her lip.

Blake's smile flipped as she sighed before retreating back into the room. She chose to sit down on Weiss's mattress, who decided it would be a very bad idea to comment on that particular fact.

Yang closed the door behind her little sister, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Well, you can still tell us everything, right?"

"Uh, right. So, uh… first, the general praised me for fighting against the criminal. Then, well, I guess they didn't really know who it was. They asked me about her and I told them how she fought and… stuff. And then, I, uh, I slipped Professor Ozpin the information about there being a hideout in the southeast. And then, he… oh."

"Hm?"

"He told me not to mention any of this to you guys."

The other three girls groaned. It was just like their mysterious headmaster to try and leave them in the dark.

Blake drew her feet up onto the bed and closed her eyes. She still didn't fully trust Ozpin, even after he'd said he would accept her for who she was. It bothered her that he was withholding so much despite all he'd asked from them.

Weiss crossed her arms and shot Ruby a disappointed look. "Telling him about Torchwick's hideout? That was a risking move."

The Faunus girl opened her eyes again and brought her legs back down. "Well, he knows now. I guess we'll just have to hope for the best."

The heiress turned around and arched an eyebrow, blocking out the part of her mind thinking about the fact the Blake was sitting on her bed again. "That's… oddly optimistic of you."

"I'm not being optimistic." The brunette countered, her tone unchanging. "I'm being realistic. The fact that he knows is out of our control now. We'll just have to roll with it from now on."

Her cloaked teammate brought her gaze to her feet, kicking at the ground lightly in a small habit she was beginning to form. "Sorry, guys."

Her older sibling gave her shoulder blade a reassuring squeeze. "Don't worry about it, Rubes. I'm sure everything will be alright." Her lavender eyes lit up. "Oh, I know what'll cheer you up! Dad sent us something in the mail. I was hoping we could open it together." She moved over to her desk to grab the small cylinder that she'd brought back earlier.

Ruby threw up her hands and gasped, her voice squealing. "Ooh! Something from home!"

She shot over to Yang's back with a flurry of petals, arms waving as they tried to grab at the container. As Yang extended her arm out of her sister's reach, something fell out onto the floor. All four girls to approach it warily with varying degrees of interest.

The foreign object shook before small ears uncurled itself from the form. Beady black eyes started back at them. The creature let out a shrill bark.

A dog. A corgi, to be exact.

Weiss and Blake let out a scream. Ruby and Yang cheered. "Zwei!" The red-haired girl picked up the dog and laughed as it licked her face.

"He send a dog?!" The heiress's thoughts first jumped to the fact the sisters' father had sent them a pet to a school that specifically didn't allow for pets on the premises, then to the fact that she might have to spend several days with that mongrel in their room, then to the fact that her father would have never sent her a gift like that before finally realizing that the poor creature had probably gone several days STUCK IN A SMALL CONTAINER.

Her entire body jolted as Blake's nails dug into her shoulder, her body bristling. "IN THE MAIL?!" She practically hissed out, apparently thinking on similar lines to her teammate.

Yang waved the comment off. "Oh, he does stuff like this all the time."

"Your father or your dog?" Weiss found herself twisting around to see Blake glaring over Ruby's bunk, her eyes narrowed into slits. The heiress shot a pair of confused, crystalline eyes up at her.

After a second of wondering what the girl she'd fallen for was doing, the snow-haired girl directed herself back down and bent over to get a better view to this 'Zwei.'

Sure, he was pretty cute, but…

Okay, fine, he was VERY cute.

She brought up a hand to scratch an ear, smiling as the dog barked happily and started panting heavily.

Then he pushed his ear further into her touch.

And her hand shot away. Zwei let out a small whine.

Weiss clutched her wrist. She hadn't realized until just then how similar it had felt to scratching Blake's Faunus ears. A new rush of embarrassment flowed through her body, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin when she heard the brunette's voice above her again. "Please keep it away from my belongings."

The heiress circled around her bed as the siblings began to talk about food, getting a better view of her Faunus teammate. Her hair was frizzling and she stared back at Weiss with feral rage, though as she looked away, Weiss could've sworn she saw some sort of emotion flash through the piercing irises. She could only return a dumbfounded expression.

"You aren't seriously scared of Zwei, are you?" She would've expected to be called out for saying something like that before but this was something else. "I mean, he's a small dog. A really small dog."

"And you're a really small human. Doesn't make anyone any less scared of you."

Anger quickly won out over concern at this rude remark, but before she could get out a comeback, Zwei ran around her feet, barking up at the Faunus on top of the upper bunk.

Blake drew back, crouching and bringing up a hand as she let out a low growl.

The heiress rolled her eyes. This was getting ridiculous. Then, a smirk came to her face. She bent down and picked up the small creature, who wriggled around in confusion before he began panting happily again. She brought him up over the end of the hanging bed. "Come on! Look at him. He's just an innocent little doggie!" Zwei added to this with another bark.

Blake's eyes flew open as she almost shot into the air, her hair standing on end.

"WEISS!" She shouted as she crouched down, letting out a loud hiss as she bared her fangs.

The corgi let out a terrified whimper. Weiss could barely stop herself from laughing.

Suddenly, Zwei leapt out of her arms and ran back to his owners, where a pile of canned dog food had manifested itself on the floor of their room. The heiress returned her gaze to Blake, who was starting to relax but was now giving her a look that could only be described as 'pissed.'

This time, Weiss laughed; she couldn't help it.

Her crush was acting absolutely adorable.


"What was THAT about?"

Weiss cracked open an eye to see amber burning back at her. Smiling, she closed her eye again and feinted innocence. "Sorry, could you be more specific?"

Blake showed her canines again, but her cheeks were burning. She tapped her foot impatiently as the team waited for the ceremony to begin. She felt humiliated for acting in such a way, particularly in front of Weiss, who just had to tease her about it. It wasn't like the smaller girl didn't get on her nerves every now and then, but not even Yang had grilled her over her… minor overreaction.

"You know what I'm talking about! You practically threw that mutt at me!" She almost spat back, her emotions clearly not in order.

Her snow-haired teammate simply stared back and batted her eyelashes, her face becoming concerned. "Is this going to become a reoccurring thing, Blake? Like, is it biological or something?"

The brunette didn't respond, instead looking away and seething to herself, not wishing to humor the question whether it was genuine or not.

She didn't like dogs, so what?! They're loud and filthy and jump on anything that moves! No one in their right minds would keep something like that as a pet!

Blake cursed under her breath. Her Faunus heritage was becoming a defining point in her identity again. Weiss had already scratched her feline ears enough times that she probably just saw her as another animal and now this… it's just making things worse!

She began to calm as she thought back to the night at the docks.

Suddenly, Blake started feeling guilty. No, I shouldn't say that about her. She's doing her best. Way beyond her best, honestly. And…

She saw images of the girl holding her in her arms at the docks.

Of the girl tying the small white ribbon into her hair that she kept to this day.

Of the girl laughing with her after the food fight.

Of the girl smiling down with sympathy as she gave comforting words.

Of the girl crying into her chest during their battle with Neo.

Of the girl begging her to sleep for her own health.

Of the girl swaying back and forth in her arms, dancing slowly just the night before.

and she definitely cares about me.

Blake's heart started accelerating for the umpteenth time in the past twenty-four hours.

Why were her thoughts all about Weiss recently? Sure, they'd gotten along really well over the past few weeks and she'd looked stunning in her dress last night and the way her azure orbs just seem to pierce through h-

She's looking at me.

"W-what?" The brunette managed to sputter out, trying to fix her best glare despite the rapidly-growing blush across her nose.

The heiress narrowed her eyes. Uh, I believe I asked you a question. Instead of voicing this thought, though, she dropped the subject and redirected her gaze back at the stage. "Never mind. Look, Professor Ozpin's here."

For the most part, their headmaster's speech somewhat resonated with Blake. It seemed like he was talking from personal experience, as if he had seen the war for himself. She shook her head. Come on, he's not THAT old…

or maybe he was. It wouldn't be a surprise given how much he tended to hide from them.

Throughout the speech, she stole glances at Weiss, taking in her form. The smaller girl was absolutely absorbed in the words, smiling as Ozpin praised the diversity that made up the people of Remnant.

Blake couldn't help but let her lips curl upwards in spite of herself.

Of course, her short-lived admiration for Professor Ozpin vanished quickly when the team was applying for their mission and he had revealed to them how much he knew about their group's hunt for Roman, which frightened her to no end. Not to mention the fact that he'd bent the rules to allow them to take the mission they wanted. While the others seemed happy that they'd have a chance to stop Torchwick after all, Blake felt concerned about how lenient he was being with them.

Whenever he stared at them, it was like he was looking at a chessboard.

"Hey, Team CFVY's back!"

Blake snapped out of her thoughts as a student pushed by them, running up to watch the sophomores unpacked their supplies from an airship. Her team approached the upperclassmen. "Velvet, are you okay?" She asked, coming up to the shorter girl.

The rabbit Faunus smiled, though the bags under her eyes wrung at the brunette's mind. "I'm fine. I had Yatsuhashi to look out for me." She gestured to her larger teammate, who gave them a short wave.

Weiss came up beside her and addressed Velvet as well, her voice filled with concern. "Your mission was supposed to end a week ago. What happened?"

The older girl looked back with an exhausted expression. "N-nothing happened. It's just… there were just so many…" Her face fell, only to be quickly replaced by a more comforting gaze. "Oh but don't worry. You first years are just shadowing huntsman, so you should be fine."

Yang narrowed her eyes. "Riiiiiight."

"I should go. Be safe, okay?"

Blake closed her eyes. She wasn't terribly worried. She'd been on her own in Grimm-infested towns more times than she could recall. Plus, this time, she had three trusted allies by her side. She smiled; that's right, she had nothing to worry about.

Then she looked beside her and her heart fell. Weiss stood fidgeting, eyeing her feet and rubbing her arm. The brunette felt a pang of sadness inside her as she tried to decipher the smaller girl's expression.

Smiling warmly, she bumped the heiress's shoulder, causing her to almost jump out of her skin as her blue eyes went wide.

"Hey, don't worry. We'll be by each other's sides this whole time. We've got your back."

She set a hand on Weiss's shoulder as her shorter teammate looked away, trying to hide her growing embarrassment. Part of Blake's mind told her to tease the heiress, in revenge for earlier, but she pushed it down.

It was her turn to do the comforting.

Weiss closed her eyes. "It's not that I'm scared, it's just…" Her mouth closed, her gaze staying solidly on the ground.

"You don't trust me?"

Suddenly, azure met amber. Hurt flashed in the smaller girl's eyes.

"Don't say that! I'd trust you with my life!"

Now it was the brunette's turn to blush. She nodded slowly, glancing away and trying to keep her grin from growing too wide. "Right, sorry."

For some reason, she had a strange feeling that the next few days were going to be great.

Perhaps she'd thought too soon.

"Why, hello girls!"

The four huntresses-in-training stared in unconcealed shock at their chaperon, none other than their zany history teacher Dr. Oobleck, dressed up like he was about to go digging for Grimm fossils.

"Who's ready to fight for their lives?"


The main issue with writing alongside the canon is choosing what to include and what to scrap as to make this story less repetitive from what you've all already seen/heard.