*Author's Note**Hey guys. Yeah, the last chapter wasn't very first date-ish. I did it like that because I find both Ruby and Jaune to be socially awkward, and I wanted to try and incorporate that. I may not have done the best job. But I'm trying. Anyhow, this chapter comes from the idea of Shadic1978, and some inspiration from Demeter Fenir's story, Sisterly Antics: Ruby (one of the best fics on this site, in my opinion). Anyhow, I won't go into any spoilers. But I do hope you guys enjoy what I do here, because I did enjoy writing it. Anyhow, I'll see you at the afterword.*
So it was a few days after Ruby and Jaune's first date. They had enjoyed themselves quite a bit; the dinner and the movie were quite fun. But Ruby felt that it wasn't exactly complete. She felt that something had been missing from her evening with Jaune, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Oh well.
She'd gotten home later than Yang had expected due to the rain forcing her and Jaune to take shelter after the movie. Well, the movie itself was also a unexpected addition to her night with Jaune, but not one that she was entirely opposed to. But Yang and Ren were not around when she'd gotten home. They'd arrived about half an hour later, soaking wet. She said something about them training in the forest when the rain started and they took shelter in a save or something. Since it was Yang and her hair, Ruby didn't doubt that her sister would go to such lengths to protect it. But since Yang had gotten late, Ruby and Jaune had decided not to tell her or the others about their little addition to the date.
Still lost in her thoughts, Ruby wasn't paying much attention to the conversation at the table. Her team, and team NNWB, were eating together. As usual. This was a rather common sight at the cafeteria. And as usual, Nora was dominating the conversation with some rather odd dreams, and some very crazy stories of Ren and her's past.
"...and then- wait, Ruby, are you there? Hellooo~! Come on, why are you zoning out? Still thinking about your date with Jaune? Ohhh, it was probably so romantic! I mean the dinner, the movie! It must have been so nice." At this, Ruby's ears all but twitched. Noticing Ruby perk up at this, Yang and the others all but turned towards her with a near murderous look in their eyes.
"Wait, what did you just say?"
"I said that your dinner and the m-mphfhphpfmpmhfp"
"Nora. Just shut up. I'm getting a migraine." Yang had clamped her hand over Nora's mouth (sparing Ren from having to do it for once), trying to stop her from saying anything more. At this, Yang was hoping that Ruby was so far out of it before that she hadn't completely heard what Nora'd said.
"No wait, what did Nora just say?" Ruby knows what she had just heard. And she heard Nora mention the movie. The movie that neither she nor Jaune had told them about. Or she's pretty sure neither of them had mentioned it.
"Oh, it was nothing sis. Hey, Nora, let's go do some sparring, okay? Come on, it'll be fun." Yang was all but spitting the words through her teeth. Without even waiting for a nod or some form of confirmation, Yang dragged Nora out of the cafeteria. The other four decided to follow them, talking about getting some extra training in. After excusing themselves, Ruby and Jaune were left alone. Forgetting about her food, Ruby grabbed Jaune by his jacket's hood and pulled him out of the cafeteria. Taking him a ways down the hallway, opposite where Yang, Nora, and the rest exited, she took Jaune to their dorm. Forcing the door open, she practically threw Jaune into the room.
"Jaune, did you mention to any of them that we'd gone to see the movie after dinner?"
"No. Why do you ask?"
"I think Nora knows about the movie." Jaune looked confused, as if wondering why this was important. "Neither of us told her." Jaune started to look a little like he was comprehending what Ruby was saying. "And after Nora mentioned the movie, the others got a little stiff. They all looked towards Nora when she said it, and none of them looked surprised. They looked scared." Now Jaune was starting to get it.
"Wait, so they know about the part of our date that neither of us mentioned? What does that mean?"
"It means my precious big sister and our friends couldn't help but want to get a cheap laugh off of our first date." This really hurt Ruby. She always thought that Yang had more trust in her. She felt betrayed. And Ruby would know quite a bit about betrayal. And she also knew how to deal with those types. "Jaune, please get out of the dorm for a few hours. I've got work to do." Jaune didn't even think of arguing. The look in Ruby's eyes was the very same look she gave to Nora the time she had taken some of Ruby's cookies. The very same look Ruby gave to her before they were set to spar in class. The very same look Ruby gave her right before she had broken Nora's left leg with a well placed shot below the knee. Though even with a broken leg, she did not stop smiling, laughing, or giggling. She sat in the infirmary, still happy as sunshine to see Ruby. But that's a story for another time.
For the next several hours, all that could be heard coming from her room was tinkering noises. Ruby had pulled out her old weapon maintenance kit, grabbed her phials of explosive dust, and all of her spare parts, and had gotten to work building some... contraptions. What they were for, nobody could tell. Well, maybe some of the more psychotically creative types would. Ruby was always a prodigy in mechanics and weapon design. And she loved weapons. She would spend hours geeking over weapons with Yang, who would rather talk about boys. It was a habit she'd gotten from her father, and a habit she had lost herself in over the years. But one thing she learned during all of this was how to make bombs.
After having completed several small device with a look that would make the devil cringe, Ruby looked satisfied. Grabbing them all, she stuffed them into the little pouch she had kept on her waist. It normally held her specially modded rounds, marked with a cross shape consisting of a circle and four arrows pointing toward the circle. She had made these herself after an encounter with some rather dumb, but durable, Boarbatusks on a hiking expedition several years back. But she had no need of them here in Beacon, for now. Storing the extra magazine in her desk, she began to prepare for sleep. It was late, and there was always tomorrow. The weekend. The perfect chance to take revenge. Settling into a deep sleep, Ruby began to dream.
Vale. The city lights were bright as always. She was walking down the street. Dressed in an unusual manner. Not her usual combat skirt. No. It was a dress. Instead of her normal black and red combat skirt, she was wearing a black spaghetti-strap with red frills. And she was with Jaune. They were simply walking. Holding hands. And walking.
They had passed by an alleyway. Giggling. A lot of giggling. Turning to search, there was nothing. Passing it off, they continued. More giggling. More. And more. And more. Searching frantically, nothing was found. Nobody was found. The giggling got louder. And louder. And louder. And then, Jaune was gone. Where was he? He was just here. Right. Here.
And there they were. Six large forms. Shadows. Black. Pitch black. They all towered over her. Each with pure white eyes. Empty. But the mouths were all hideous grins. Grinning. Laughing. All at her. At her expense.
Just laughing...
Ruby awoke with a start. What a nightmare. Figures that Yang would follow me even into my dreams. Well, today's the day for payback. And it was. Ruby had everything ready. The explosives she had made the night before were all in her pouch. None were lethal. But each would teach a lesson. And they weren't all that Ruby had prepared. Oh no. She had big plans for these guys. Nobody messes with her.
It was incredibly early, even for Ruby to be up, but she had no time to waste. She set out to prepare all of the various torments she had in mind. There are things that neither Yang, nor her family, never knew about her. One of these is that Ruby was a lot more perceptive than people gave her credit for. But this is something her father taught her. Everyone has something to hide. But they're less likely to hide from someone who seems unassuming and naive. Ruby was anything but. But she was a master at playing the part. Yang had assumed Ruby was unaware of their meddling and following. She was wrong, and would learn it soon enough.
It took Ruby no time at all to set everything up. After all, she was a prodigy with these kinds of things. Or so she had been told. She just called it a hobby. A hobby involving weapons, explosives, and pyrotechnics. Okay, so maybe not the most feminine hobby ever, but it kept her busy. And kept her happy. And allowed her to get even.
Ruby had everything set up by 9 am. Her teammates would be waking soon. And so would her friends. This was perfect. Everything was ready. Soon, she would make Yang and the others pay for underestimating her. She made sure to familiarize herself with most of their weekend schedules. They were relatively straight forward, without much deviation from the norm. She knew where they would be, knew when they would be there, and knew how best get them.
Staking out the door to her team's and NNWB's dorms, she heard what sounded like solid footfalls. Not heavy, not necessarily light. Made with a hard-sole shoe. Most likely Pyrrha. Little did Pyrrha know, her steps were counting down to the beginning of Ruby Rose's revenge.
*Afterword**Yup, another two parter. So yeah. If anyone has read Sisterly Antics: Ruby, they'd get it. In that series, there are two stories involving Ruby and bombs. And both were utterly funny. Anyhow, I took a page from Demeter's book (pun not intended), and gave my Ruby some knowledge about pyrotechnics. I decided that I didn't like the idea of Yang, Weiss, Blake, Nora, Ren, and Pyrrha getting away with only being soaked. And tripped up. So, I decided to cause them some more hell. Well, Ruby actually did. Well, you know what I mean. I might take leniency on one or two of them, out of personal preference. But the next chapter will essentially be divided into six parts; one for each and every one of them to suffer. I'll try to detail as much of it as possible. Let me know if you want anyone in particular to suffer more. I'll take that into consideration. Well, before my sadistic side starts to feel like George R. R. Martin and I get the urge to off someone, I'll end my Afterword here. See you next chapter.*